Secret Alpha Novels & Stories

"I am Gerald, the firstborn son of Alpha Theon. And I have come to claim what is rightfully mine." Shock and disbelief washed over me as his words sank in. Alpha Theon had a secret son? It was beyond comprehension. I refused to believe it, even as Gerald's wicked laughter echoed through the room. My mind raced, searching for a way to free myself and protect my child from this monstrous intrusion. Summoning every ounce of defiance within me, I glared at Gerald and spat, "You won't get away with this! Give me back my baby!" Gerald's laughter only grew louder, mocking my futile attempts to resist. He tightened his hold on the precious bundle in his arms, his gaze cold and calculating.

“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.

Their lives intertwined seamlessly, and their partnership extended far beyond the realms of business. But just as everything seemed to fall into place, a dark cloud loomed on the horizon. One evening, as Amelia and Alexander enjoyed a candlelit dinner, their phones simultaneously vibrated on the table. They exchanged a curious glance before picking up their devices. A news notification popped up on the screens, alerting them to a breaking story. Amelia's heart raced as she read the headline: " "Shocking Revelation: Alexander's Secret Identity Exposed!" Amelia's eyes widened, and she immediately clicked on the article, her mind racing to process the sudden turn of events. The article revealed

I love you ~D~ Justin felt like he was suffocating as the words he had just read kept replaying in his mind. " Was Desmond right? Is Drake actually gay? Is this a dream?" Justin's said to him self as he kept staring at the paper in his hands. His pulse began raising as he found it hard to swallow. Guilt filled him up as he felt that he had trespassed into Drake's secret he wouldn't want anyone to know. As he stood there thinking he heard footsteps approaching the office which he recognized as Drake's.

*** Stefan She gazed at the steel doors with a serious expression, but I could sense there was sadness in her eyes. According to what I had seen on her file, she had been working as the CEO's secretary since November 12, 2019, but there were gaps in her record. From June 8, 2020, to October 1, 2020, with October 1 being her return date, there was a period listed as medical leave. There was also another hiatus noted from February 22, 2021, to March 27, 2021, without specifying the reason.

Lily: "James, I have to tell you something. I can't keep it a secret anymore." James: "What's wrong, Lily? You're scaring me." Lily: "I know we agreed to keep our feelings hidden, but I can't do it anymore. I have feelings for you, James. Strong feelings." James: "Lily, I've been feeling the same way. I just didn't want to complicate things with Sarah." Lily: "I know, and that's why we have to keep this a secret. But I can't keep pretending that nothing has changed between us."

“You think it is still there?” “I think that’s where we need to look first,” Leila said firmly. “If we can find it before the Rulers do, we might have a strategic advantage.” Tom hesitated, glancing around the library as if expecting the walls to have ears. And then Leila’s phone produced a sudden Meow. There was an encrypted text, and the initials C.W. ‘What is it about?’ Tom asked, frightened. ‘Nothing. Just the initials of someone I have to kill to join their sick cult. And guess what? C.W. stands for Christina Weinrich.’

"That letter said, 'My sweet baby girl. I never wanted to give you away, it was not my choice. There are things you need to know about yourself. Please think about meeting with me. I know that you must be angry and you have every right to be. The amulet is a family heirloom and I want you to have it. It will keep you safe, please wear it. I want you to know that I love you so much. I loved your mom with every ounce I had. I didn't want to leave her. In that I also had no choice. I was forbidden to with your mother and I didn't listen to my warnings. I will be at the motel on main street until your birthday. I hope to see you, and please don't tell anyone I am here.

That was enough for Seungcheol to make him stay on guard. "Yes," Seungcheol answered. "She is my minute." No one would understand it, unless Seungcheol added that they need to remove letters "U" and "T" to get the message. Nevertheless, he had no intention of sharing the secret behind his weird introduction. "A minute?" Vernon repeated. "Miss Celine is a minute?" Alas, Celine lifted her head by the time she heard her name. She looked at Vernon, before a sweet beam spread on her peach lips.

We all have secrets. The first real secret I ever had began when I was nine years old. I’m not talking about when someone tells you something and you keep it to yourself—it’s more like when you know something or have seen something that no one else has, and telling someone about it takes away from your pleasure, from your secret. Now, I’m not going to talk about my secret eleven years ago. I’m going to talk about my biggest secret of all time. Back when I was sixteen years old.