Secret Bella Novels & Stories

Failure to that I'll make your life a living hell. Yours faithfully, Your worst nightmare She felt the hollowness in the pit of her stomach and her heart thudded in her ribcage. Who wanted her out of the manor and why? And what secret were they talking about? She took the note and looked around of anyone was watching her. She tore it into pieces and went right into the bathroom and flushed it away sobbing. She could only think of three people who knew her biggest secret. Bella, frank and Tom. One of them was blackmailing her and she needed to find out who before they ruined her life.

Was Selena perhaps unknowingly prodding into her territory? "Stella, she is my secretary and she is heading to the servants' building." Asriel said as he brushed past her. She smiled innocently and held her chest in a mock apology. "Forgive me for my misunderstanding. It's just that I only wrongly assumed that because of the see through shirt and the short shorts. I–" "What is it to you?" Asriel asked Stella in a sharp tone. If Selena was not too busy feeling embarrassed about what she had run off to Asriel's office dressed in then she would have noticed the annoyance directed at her from Stella and the defensiveness from Asriel.

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.

Sophie took a deep breath before setting her bag down. "I know you guys might think I kidnapped McKenna, but keep in mind that I had to do that because if I hadn't, someone else would do it, and it would be really disastrous." Ian scoffed, sarcasm dripping in his features. Sophie took a deep breath before saying. "First off, I'm an FBI agent. My real name is Agent Ruby Brooke." She said, showing them her ID card. Everyone looked at her with shocked expressions on their faces except for McKenna's parents. Of course, they'll know her. They planned all this.

"I feel so suffocated that I had to lock myself up to prevent my anger from reaching its peak and me grasping her hair and pulling it out. Ugh!, I wanna kill her '' Selena ranted and gritted her teeth. "And also– " Can you let me talk?" her friend interrupted, obviously tired of talks. " Yes, speak" "It's actually a top secret party and you shouldn't tell your parents or brother about it. It is top secret, I repeat" "Why is it top secret, Marie?" Selena whispered into the speaker of the phone. "It's top secret because we are going to be doing a lot of dangerous things tonight" her voice sounded pretty husky like their deeds were going to be really dirty.

EVELYN’S POV I make my way through the dimly lit private room of the club, itching to get my mind off work. I left Evelyn Harper at the entrance of the club, and now, only Mistress V remains, a confident woman in latex and a mask covering my face. This is my escape, after a day of being the invisible secretary who fetches coffee and schedules meetings for the most terrifying man in the city, I can be Mistress V. I can finally be seen, I can give out orders. This is why I love Mistress V, she lives a life that is opposite to mine, and when I’m her, I forget the hell I live through as Evelyn.

My heart stopped. “Watch where you’re going,” the all-too-familiar voice of Sabrina sneered. Before I could react, she had grabbed my jacket, pulling me close, her eyes narrowing. “There's no need to hide it,” she whispered, her voice dripping with malicious glee. “I know all about your little secret.” Panic gripped me. “Please, Sabrina,” I begged, my voice trembling. “You can’t tell anyone.” A cruel smile spread across her face. “Oh, I won’t. But it’ll cost you. From now on, you’re my little servant. My errand girl. Do as I say, and maybe, just maybe, I won’t spill your precious secret.”

Emmett asks; hitting the green answer button on his phone to speak with his private investigator. “Nothing” Mike replies with a sigh. ‘Huh?’ Emmert exclaims to himself. “Nothing; what do you mean by nothing? There must be something” Emmett asks confused; running his hand through his hair. “It’s not really nothing” Mike states down the phone. “She has a social security number and a bank account containing $6.2 million; a twitter account she rarely updates. Owns a penthouse apartment in the city. Has a bodyguard/chauffer by the name of Vincent Armalli and a personal assistant called Tiffany Walker.”

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."

The mean girl who had tormented her for years now looked fragile, her usual venom replaced by raw fear that made Elara’s stomach twist. “They’re going to kill me,” Vee whispered, voice cracking as her swollen eyes met Elara’s. “Sienna… your aunt. She runs the blackmail ring. Not just photos. Videos. Secrets from the ports that could destroy half of Beverly Hills. She threatened me when I tried to back out. Said I knew too much about the night your parents died.”