Perfect Secret Love Manga Novels & Stories

"That's what we have to discover before the clock begins to tick." A harsh knock resounded from the steel door. Lena and Noah both froze. The door creaked open a little, but no one stepped inside. Instead, a voice—low, hesitant—filtered through the opening. "You don't have much time." Lena's stomach twisted. Noah's eyes narrowed. "Who are you?" The voice hesitated. "Someone who wants you out of here alive." Lena's heart took off. Their secret hero? The voice continued, desperate. "Listen carefully. There is a security panel behind this door. It has an emergency unlock feature coded into it. If you can trigger it, you can get out before they come back."

Yulia’s POV “I’ve always loved you, Arya! From the moment you moved in here with your mom when she got married to my dad. It was like love at first sight, and I’ve been living in denial ever since. Trying to conceal my love for you, but I can’t keep it in anymore.” Eshun says as he reaches out for Arya’s hands. “What are you saying, Eshun? I’m your sister. Arya says while pulling away from Eshun. “Stepsister,” he corrected. “And I’m sorry for what I’m about to do, but then, I can’t control myself.” He added, 'And with that,' he drew her in and claimed her lips.

A hiss comes from the mouth of tall man. I take off my white blazer that I wore, then throw it away carelessly. Then, my hand grabs a pair of sword of mine from the back. “Let’s start our game.” - Perfect Mate -

I opened my mouth only to close it back. “Megan?” He raised my arm to check the tattoo just on the left side of my breast. “This is recent.” “Yeah.” “This is not the date when we first slept together.” “You remember that date?” “Of course.” “Wow.” I stared at him. He was full of surprises. “Do you have a photographic memory?” “No, my love. I just don’t wanna forget something special.” “It’s the day that I realized that I am in love with you.”

“Perfect Lover?” I nodded, leaning slightly against the chair across from him. “It’s silly, I know. But the story behind them is kind of sweet. The idea is that if two people are perfectly synchronized, in the same ‘time zone,’ they’ll never miss each other. But if they aren’t…” I gestured vaguely, feeling oddly self-conscious. “...well, it’s not anyone’s fault. They’re just living in different worlds. Different stages of life, different priorities. You can’t force that kind of timing.” He studied me for a moment, something unreadable in his dark eyes. “And you think the person I’m waiting for is in a different time zone?”

The couch was creaking and swaying with their erotic movements. "I love you so much, Arashi." He moaned and groaned. "I love you too, I don't ever want you to leave me Ok, you are the only one I've ever wanted,' he began to go faster, slamming into him as they both moaned, almost screaming and hugged each other so tightly as he pumped into him. Shit! I couldn't watch anymore, this was so embarrassing, surprising that these two have a thing for each other and I was...I mean how could I watch something like this and still be comfortable with it, I need to get out of here.

“I think loving people is terrifying.” The word hit her instantly. Loving. Neither of them acknowledged it immediately. But the atmosphere shifted the moment it entered the room. Selana’s pulse quickened slightly. Keller noticed. Of course he did. She noticed his eyes move to her lips and then back to her eyes. The mood between them became tense. Not rushed. Not reckless. Just unbearably intimate. And for once— Neither of them moved away from it. “You should probably stop looking at me like that,” Selana whispered.

she asked, clasping her fingers with mine. "Have you forgotten our number one rule? No secrets are allowed, babe. You have to share everything, remember?" she reminded me and I sighed. "Trust me, baby, there's nothing to talk about," I assured her firmly. "Fine then, kiss me," she said and I chuckled with a small smile. Alice was so easy to deal with and everything with her was always simple and easy going. I leaned in and kissed her on the lips and what was meant to be a simple peck, ended up as a hot make-out session.

No one had ever lowered themselves to please me there—not even Jason during our honeymoon phase. He buried his face between my thighs, his tongue circling that tiny pearl. I grabbed his head, unsure whether I was pushing him away or pulling him closer, as spasms rippled through my core. Then came the flood. When the tide receded, he stood and shed his pants, revealing the full glory of his shaft at last—veins coiled like serpents, thick and magnificent, easily twice the size of Jason's. Like an unsheathed blade, it pierced me. At the entrance, those swollen lips seized it hungrily.

He closed his eyes and sighed, then slowly opened the door. Beautiful and dim lights illuminated the spacious bridal chamber. A vast bed with a custom size was in the middle of the room. On top of the bed cover, laid red rose petals that formed a heart. In the center of the heart was an inscription shaped with white flower petals that read 'We love you, Ann.' Ann sighed so passionately that her raised shoulders dropped with her breath. "Oh, this is so sweet," said Ann, so touched. At the bedside, Jace and Jax were waiting in a light kimono made of metallic black silk. They were wearing nothing else under the thin kimono. Ann could see their muscular thighs from the exposed kimono.