Secret Admirer Notes Novels & Stories

“You’re telling me someone was actually interested in you? That’s rich. What kind of sabotage are we talking about? Why didn't I know about this?” ”I don't know if I should be offended by you being shocked that someone is interested in me.” Damien raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “A secret admirer? Sounds like a bad rom-com. What did they do? Leave you love notes? Send you flowers and chocolates?” “No, worse. Whenever I tried to approach a girl, the next morning, she will receive a dead rat with a note. It was always signed with the initials S.Q.” I grimaced, recalling the bizarre incidents in the past.

Second, I don't know any JC Third, since I am sure I don't know him, why send me all these especially the G string? Fourth, secret Admirer? Most definitely. But this admirer got it all right except the pant. Unless he's trying to prove he's just after sex, right? I take out a wrapped note placed beneath all the items. - I don't know what you like but I hope you fancy them all especially the pant because I'm sure I made you ruin the first one. JC. The last part replayed in my head before it hit me like a bowling ball. Elevator dude.

“You’re not wrong.” As we made our way downstairs, Liam handed Emma an envelope. She blinked at it. “What’s this?” “Just something to thank you for taking care of Alex.” Emma opened it and let out a low whistle. “Damn. You trying to buy my silence or something?” Liam smirked. “Just a thank you.” She arched an eyebrow but didn’t argue. Instead, she pulled Liam aside, voice dropping. “No more secrets, Liam.” Liam’s smirk faded.

The particular one that I’ve checked out so many times online and desperately hoped would be available when I finally had the money to get it. I immediately brought them out and tried them on. They were perfect. The perfect size. The perfect color. Just what I needed. I even swirled around a bit, testing my landing, footing, everything. At this point, I wasn’t bothered about who it was from anymore; I was just happy that I had them. Just then I noticed a little card inside the box. “Your smile brightens up my day. Hence I always wanna see you smile. From your secret admirer.” I chuckled. “A secret admirer? Who would have thought? Interesting.” I stared at it for a while before tossing it asi

It was transparent it looked like shinny glass and it had a bar code but not the normal inscription this was drawn with pink shiny flowers patterned into the shape of a bar code. “Your secret admirer, said to give this to you to scan for a special message.” “Oh, thanks.” Remembering my manner I rushed to my table and grabbed my purse and tipped him nicely. Now left with just me and my gifts I stood staring at them. Secret Admirer? Could it have been one of the men that came for the board meeting today. Or was Dante or Jake trying to pull a fast one on me, my brain quickly chased out those thoughts away. I am an attractive woman actually, why shouldn't I be admired by other men who weren't Ja

Adrianna said, rinsing her hands before heading toward the door. I leaned against the counter, still reeling. I couldn’t believe Adrianna was trying to talk me into being with Walter. Of all people. Had he really fooled her that much? A few minutes later, Adrianna returned, holding a box with a curious expression on her face. Then, her lips curled into a teasing smile. “I guess someone has a secret admirer,” she said, holding the box out to me. “It’s yours.” I took it from her cautiously. “A secret admirer? In this century?” I scoffed, shaking my head.

He stepped into the house, stepping closer to me, letting me know that he wasn't going to leave. "I didn't tell Brooke anything," he insisted. "I left my stuff out and my sister got her hands on it and she read some of my notes." His voice was softer now, apologetic. But that didn't change what she said or what she knew. If she read his notes, those were things that he really thought about me. "So, you think I'm mentally unstable and suffering from depression?" "Those were notes from when I first met you. Things have changed." I turned away, crossing my arms and headed down to the living room. Damon closed the door, taking that as me wanting to talk.

She took the piece of paper and read the note "Your beauty is like a bouquet of white roses, pure and untouched, filling my heart with sweet fragrance of love. In your eyes, I see the delicate petals of a rose, gentle and forever lovely." She felt a warmth grow inside of her and a smile graced her lips. She wished she knew who her secret admirer was, it seemed he loved and admired her so much, maybe he would have treated her with so much love and care unlike Anthony who didn't seem to care whether she was happy or not. It had been two weeks since she left but he had not tried reaching out to her.

Someone had chosen them carefully. Sally leaned forward, her eyes glinting with mischief. “You have a secret admirer.” I reached for the small card tucked between the petals. The note was short, the handwriting neat and unfamiliar. Congratulations. No name. No indication of who had sent them. I pursed my lips, turning the card between my fingers. Sally tapped her chin, pretending to think. “Now, let’s see… who could possibly be secretly crushing on Ava Taylor?" She gasped theatrically. “Wait! I know!”

“Ah okay okay now here is the note the customer who was here before said to give it to you” “Me? Ah?” with a confused look over her face seeing her Ri-chan holding the small note in her hand. Slowly taking it from her, blinking her eyes a few times as she looks at it. “A secret admire perhaps” Ri-chan giggles learning back at the counter behind her with her hands folded over her chest. “Secret admirer they only exist in otome games for me, oh to forget there is one from the another nation,” she said unfolding the paper “Oh from which nation” making Nishi look at her Ri-chan”