Romance Anonymous Novels & Stories

For just a second, I caught a glimpse of pain flickering across his face before it vanished behind his usual icy facade. "The wedding's next month," he said. "Nora needs a bridesmaid." Nora Hunter. The girl who had shown up out of the blue three months ago, 20 and all sunshine with her blonde hair and blue eyes, clueless about the shadows in the world. Francis had welcomed her into the mansion, showered her with jewels, and paraded her around at every high-society event. Francis kept whispering sweet nothings to me, even as he was gearing up to marry someone else.

She looked at the camera with the loving gaze he knew so well, smiling as she said, “Victor, this is the fifth anniversary present I prepared for you and the family. I put all my energy into this game, in the hopes that it could provide the last push you need to officially take over the family.” The last frame paused on her smile, full of anticipation. She had ended the email with one last sentence. “Victor, if this marriage was a sham from the start, then I’ll give both of us the release we truly want.” Her loving expression in the video, the cold farewell in the email, Summer’s mocking laughter in the recording, and the painfully clear words in the medical report… All of it formed the absu

Willow Five Years Later What exactly is romance? Is it like a movie moment where he runs to the airport after realising she was the one he loved after all? Or is it her finding his letters that her mother had hidden after all this time? It could be either of those, but for me, it’s a cupcake presented to you on your birthday morning, a simple ‘good morning, beautiful’ text or the ever-popular ‘let me know when you get home’ sentence.

Angel said and rolled her eyes “What's your name?” I asked “Why would I tell you, maybe your one of those guys who kidnap me,” She said “You know uno don't talk to her because I'm getting pissed at her” Angel said and left us “I'm not one of those guys I got kidnap here 3years ago and I'm Rhythm but you can call me uno” “Uno huh because you're the one who got here first?, btw I'm klea” she said Oh,she guesses easily when the uno came from interesting.

It's a text but from an anonymous number. Anonymous: where are you? ( That's what written in the text) Me: who are you?!? ( My text with a little harsh) Anonymous: I'm Romeo ( with a smiley face!) " Romeo?" I said to myself. Until a situation yesterday flashback in my mind. This guy was Adoneram Reid but why did he texted me if where am I? I texted back. Me: I'm in my room, why? Anonymous: I'm outside your house!

Rose turned her face to the door again, thinking to alarm everyone this once when her arms were tugged. "No, let's enjoy this," said Mr. Anonymous with mirth of enjoyment. Does he want to die? Enjoy? Rose looked at him with such a gaze as though he had two heads. "If you want to die, I gladly would tell you to do it yourself. I am not ready to enjoy my last few minutes of breathing by looking at the wild animal that might kill me—" Rose felt her lips sealed when Mr. Anonymous pressed his index finger over her lips. "Shush. Who is going to let a wild beast kill you? I won't and no body would pull that dumb stunt. Come here," Dominic brought her entire body before him and placed his large hand

Rollo: Meeting in a dark place, fucking a hot chick hard, in every single hole, and then cumming all over her. Louise: You sound like my dream date. How soon can we fuck? Rollo: How do I know that you're a hot chick? Louise: If it's dark it won't matter, all that matters is how dripping wet my cunt is and how badly I want cock. Rollo: So are you up for some hard, anonymous sex with me tonight? Louise: You bet. Where do you wanna meet? Rollo: Do you know the English building? Louise: Yeah, I'm not far from there now.

Sumilip doon 'yong lalaki kanina. “Another card came in, uh here, Heiress.” Iniabot niya iyon sa akin. Binasa ko iyon at tumingin sa Director. “Director Augustus Luciano Valencia, we hope you find this letter well. We are utmost honored to be included in the event held tonight. Please excuse us for the inconvenience. Although it may be upsetting to send this request not too soon, Anonymous is expecting your response upon us, requesting for a Masquerade Ball for the event tonight. We will be waiting.”

The colorful bouquet was stunning, and it came with a small card tucked between the blooms. The room buzzed with excitement as her classmates turned to stare. “Whoa, Sade! Who sent you that?” one girl asked, leaning over to get a closer look. “I have no idea,” Sade said, her voice laced with confusion. She pulled the card from the bouquet and opened it. Inside, written in neat handwriting, were the words: I love you to pieces. Anonymous. Her heart raced. Marco didn’t even go to this school, so it couldn’t have been him. But then… who?

he asked, his tone a little condescending. She sighed and leaned back on the couch, making sure her back was on the backrest of the chair. “One, I can get you as much information as you need, about Romano, and even the anonymous man. I heard he's planning something big.” Cielo paused, making everything she said sink in. The word about the anonymous man caught his attention. He had totally forgotten about him and had focused all of his attention on Romano. “What do you know about the anonymous man?” he asked, and Cielo smiled. She finally had him where she wanted. Now, she could finally do her negotiations.