Secret Admirer Notes Novels & Stories

You know, perfect like, A student, smart, intelligent, and you were so innocent, the thought of corrupting your nature just… didn’t align with me at all, plus I had a crush on you”. “I still honestly don’t believe you when you say that honestly, cuz there is no way You’d have a crush one me, like I knew I was ugly back then “. He shrugged, “I just never saw the ugliness you were talking about, in fact I have a confession to make”. “Whats that?”. “I was your secret admirer, I was the person that use to drop those love notes in your locker “. “You’re lying, there is no way im believing that part”, I said.

I watched her eyes move across the words once‚ twice‚ three times‚ and then her mouth fell open. "What does it say?" I asked. She turned the card around so I could read it. The handwriting was clean and precise. Not Thorne's. Someone else's. You are cordially invited to the Anderson Holdings Annual Gala as a personal guest this evening. I hope you'll wear this. It was chosen with you in mind. — Your Secret Admirer "A secret admirer‚" Evelyn said slowly‚ staring at the card as if it might reveal more information if she looked at it long enough. "I have a secret admirer who knows my exact dress size? Skye‚ wake me up. What's happening to my life right now."

I love you more than you will ever know. Yours forever, Justin I stared at the note wiping the tears from eyes. I was so caught up in the note, I did not hear the door open. Feeling two arms snake around my waist I jumped slightly. "It's only me." Justin whispered in my ear as he kissed my neck. Sighing in relief, I leaned back into his touch. "I missed you so much!" I bit my lip as I turned in his arms. "I missed you too Amy, more than you know." Justin slid his hands to my waist pulling me closer to him.

I am not sure what I am doing here but here I am. I am in a private room at Gio’s new restaurant waiting for someone. I got a bouquet of flowers the other day with a note saying to meet at this restaurant at this time. The note was signed by my secret admirer. I was surprised and a little apprehensive when I read it. The other girls were excited and helped me get ready. Ok, so I admit that I am a tad excited to see who this secret admirer is. I am hoping it is Grayson, but I doubt it. I walk into the room and it is decorated beautifully. I have my back to the door looking at one of the beautiful paintings on the wall when I hear the door open. I hear the guys gasp and I turn around

I picked it up and read it. “Happy birthday, April. Everyone else might have forgotten, but I didn’t. I’ve always admired you, but I’ve been too shy to talk to you. If you don’t mind, we could meet and spend your birthday together. I’m in the forest. Don’t worry, I’ll find you. Just please be there. Your Secret Admirer” My heart did somersaults, and my fingers began to tremble. A secret admirer? Me? I felt my cheeks heat up, and my heart began to beat wildly. This was probably good news. I was eighteen, and that meant that I would find my mate soon.

she said, chuckling, "but actually, I wasn't the one. It looks like you have a secret admirer." "Admirer?" I asked. "Who could do such a thing, since I came to this city, I haven't made any friends." Just when I was deep in thought, a note fell from the flowers. I picked it up to read what was on the note. "My Aurora, you now hold my life. Maybe it's time for me to start showing you appreciation for what you have been doing. Even if you're pretending you don't feel anything about the kiss, I feel renewed. Your love, Alpha Asher."

I will die early. "How long will your secret admirer give you different kinds of food every day? Consistent huh? I hope some time, he will give us food too, as your beloved friends. Maybe Sera and I will be full too every day. We will give him our vote, get married already.” he teased that I just rolled my eyes. I took the paper food container and was about to open it when I could find something under it. I looked at it and was surprised to see a note.

My handwriting on the lid: DO NOT OPEN UNTIL 21. Julian lifted the lid. Inside it contains polaroids. Me at sixteen in a red bikini, laughing. Him at seventeen, arms crossed, glaring at the camera. A friendship bracelet, faded blue and white. A pressed daisy. A note in my teenage handwriting: If we’re not married by 30, we elope to Vegas. He held the note between two fingers. “You kept this.” “I forgot it was here.” He tucked it into his pocket. “Inventory says it’s mine now.”

Learn all his my dirty secrets before he takes me down or whatever his plan is. He had kneeled beside me, swiveling my chair until I was facing him. His hands rested on my thighs, his thumbs caressing them softly as he knelt between my parted legs. My breath hitched, I could feel myself getting excited. Scar wouldn’t shut the fuck up either, begging me to claim him. He stared into my eyes, his face was soft compared to his usual sternness. “You can tell me, Tara. You know that I will always keep your secrets,” he whispered, his chocolate scent relaxing me.

Vendor updates. Then I saw it. A folder labeled Private. My pulse quickened. Inside were dozens of emails. Messages filled with affection. Admiration. Devotion. You don’t know how hard it is to watch you every day and not be able to touch you. One day, you’ll see me. You’ll understand how much I love you. I don’t need a name. Knowing you is enough. My throat tightened. No sender name. No profile picture. Just an anonymous admirer who refused to reveal themselves.