Secret Affair Novel Pocket Fm Novels & Stories

Bella Pov A package arrived at my mom's house addressed to me from a publishing company. I opened it and found a manuscript with a cover letter. "Dear Ms Morgan, We are publishing a memoir by Karen Tyler titled 'The Other Woman: A Love Story.' As someone mentioned extensively in the book we wanted to give you an advance copy and an opportunity to provide comment. Please contact us if you would like to respond." My hands shook as I read the letter. Karen was writing a book. A memoir about the affair. About the trial. About everything. And they were publishing it. They were going to put Karen's version of events out into the world and let her profit from destroying my life.

"Mrs. Isabella what? Isabella nothing, Finn. Have I not told you what to do?" "I know sir. But the Missus just called me. She sent in a document." In the whole of his company, it was only Finn McDonald that was aware that Maeve had arranged the marriage between Ronan and Isabella. He was the only one who knew how Isabella died everyday longing for Ronan Patterson’s love. "What document?" Ronan all but spat out, he was growing impatient with the young man. Finn stared down at the document in his hand, "I'll bring it right away."

She knew something. My eyebrows arched. “How did you know?” “Haven’t you learned not to ask that kind of question?” “Right. Her father is looking for the lost book, Medea. He said it’s rare, but I have doubts.” I had a feeling she knew something about it, too. So, I’d just ask away. “Was it top secret? What do you think about that book?” “It’s a myth.” “I know about the story or that play.” “No. The book is a myth. The Medea you’re looking for. It’s a secret file to scare mafias.”

He knows..... William pov Getting home I saw the package Nathaniel was talking about. I opened it and it was a picture of I and Jade on our first date. On top was written: I know your secret. Shit! He knows! Is that why he is intentionally keeping Jade around? To hurt us? Does he know that I was the one who drove the car? I didn't waste anytime, I rushed to my former work place to check the case again. Was he at the scene? If he was why didn't he say anything?

My heart was still racing. I opened my notebook, the one hidden beneath my pillow and flipped to a fresh page. At the top, I wrote in capital letters: The Second Secret. Then, beneath it: Vanessa and Kyle are working together. Fraud through MorganTech. Secret accounts. Adrian’s money involved. My handwriting looked almost foreign to me, as if someone else had written it. My pulse refused to slow down. I transferred the photos from my phone to my laptop and encrypted them under a hidden folder labeled “Recipes.” It was almost poetic. No one ever looked there.

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

Mom, go quickly with the investigator for the Parker mansion, try to talk to Camille, Brett is here”. Meanwhile in Brett's office... “Mr. Parker, you can't imagine who is outside at the reception” the secretary with her poisonous air goes to her boss. “I am not a fortune teller Paulet, but when I see your emotion, I imagine that it is someone of interest to me” Brett pours himself a glass of wine, while his secretary plays the mystery. “Yes, sir, it is someone of interest to you, but remember, it is someone that you wanted to see dragged and it seems that your wishes are being granted” Brett looks at her with a psycho smile.

She knew she should be nervous, but all she had in mind was a disappointment as every imaginary butterfly left with all the excitement she was feeling previously. It wasn't a book. It was only disguised as a book. There were no pages. The smell was not of old paper. Right in front of her is a locked secret compartment. Sierra didn't have to open it to know what was inside, but with the pin on her hair, she still tried. The sweet dreams, the hope, all her plans. Everything starts to leave one by one as she holds saw the gun that was kept inside.

On a particular shelf was the writing "C’est un secret" She squinted and went closer. This is a French word meaning secrets. She sighed, being powerful has got a lot of secrets to keep and hide. She caught sight of a file with her name placed on Jace's desk. She squinted, a file? She remembered the signing she did on Attorney Jared Spike's request. Her curiosity took a hold on her courteousness and she went closer. She didn't see it well and walked over, standing behind the swivel chair and peeped into the file.