Secret Crush Novels & Stories

Silence follows. I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. "Let's get you out of here," Lou murmurs, leading me to the car. Later, in the backseat, I stare at my phone, heart hammering as I read the headline from 'The Campus Scoop': ‘Monroe’s Millions Can’t Buy Loyalty: Heiress Dumped for Boyfriend’s Secret Gay Affair.’ Oh. My. God. My grip tightens on the phone. "Fuck!"

"I spent a year being invisible for Ethan Vale. Now, I'm going to make sure I'm the only thing he sees—and the only thing he can never have again." Sienna entered the room, checking her watch. "The car is ready. Your first board meeting at Laurent Fashion begins in twenty minutes. Are you ready to take your seat, Miss Laurent?" Crystal reached for a pair of gold-rimmed designer sunglasses—not to hide, but to complete the look. "Let’s go," Crystal said. "I have an empire to run."

“Of course not. Neither of us gets to have sex with anyone else, or kiss anyone else. This is an absolute, because we would feel it if the other cheats.” “It’s not a problem, Jenna. What else?” “No secrets. We are always honest with one another.” “Don’t you have attorney-client secrets and all that other legal mumbo jumbo?” Danny asked. “Yes, that’s true. No secrets that aren’t work related.” “Deal. Anything else?” I took a deep breath. This one was the hard one. “No dating Beth, no acting like you are dating her, no using pet names with her, and no hanging out with her alone.”

Marisa asked. Selena nodded slowly. “Yeah… what’s going on? Why is everyone acting like—” She stopped, glancing around. “Like the world is ending?” she finished quietly. Marisa let out a small breath. “You really don’t know,” she said. A strange feeling settled in Selena’s chest. “Know what?” Marisa hesitated—just for a second. Then she leaned in slightly. “There’s been a leak.” Selena blinked. “A leak?” “Confidential files,” Marisa continued in a low voice. “From our biggest client.”

It was made of black leather, bound tightly with wire. This was the secret that Silas Winslow had killed men to keep hidden. It was the secret Raine thought no one on earth knew. I ran my long fingers over the embossed silver lettering stamped across the front of the heavy folder. The words gleamed in the harsh vault light, revealing the title of the Polar Claws Heir. My lips curled into a triumphant smirk as I held her entire destiny in my hands.

Names that appeared for six months, then vanished into a clerk’s shrug. Sean’s pencil was an instrument, not a fidget. He circled dates, drew arrows between initials that repeated across departments. “This one—H.K.—signs off on ammo requisitions and rail clearances. H. Koerner? Kappel? Doesn’t matter yet.” “Geheimhaltungsstufe,” Silvia murmured, tapping a stamp. “Secrecy level. Tier three. You didn’t get that for experimental boots.” Terry mimed a rifle. “Long grey thing—pew pew—”

The cover showed William holding Evelyn’s hand at the conference, with a bold headline: "From Ashes to Diamonds." Clarissa lowered her head. “I tried to get closer to Evelyn’s team, but they’ve tightened everything. Even the receptionist is suspicious since—” “Silence.” Selena’s voice was sharp enough to freeze Clarissa mid-sentence. “You promised to sabotage her from the inside. But all you’ve done is sit back and watch her rise even higher,” Selena spat, standing and walking toward the wide window. Clarissa tried to defend herself. “I can get in again. Her new project will need plenty of vendors. Maybe we could—”

“Don’t play dumb.” “I—I don’t know,” she answered, her voice uncertain. The encrypted key. A flash drive. Small, ordinary-looking—yet it held everything. Secret that could destroy him if it ever leaked. He stormed across the room, grabbing her by the throat. His hand tightened around her neck until her breath hitched, nails biting into her skin. “You were the only one in this room all day,” he hissed. Akiko clawed at his wrist, barely able to breathe. “I didn’t take anything—”

Victoria Sterling. She looked through the glass window, her sharp grey eyes meeting mine. She didn't look angry or surprised; she looked at me with a cold, terrifying curiosity, like a cat watching a mouse trapped in a glass box. “Progress: 98 percent... 99 percent... SEAL COMPLETE,” the computer voice chimed. A green confirmation prompt flashed across the monitor: *ALL FOUNDING DEEDS ENCRYPTED AND LOCKED TO PRIMARY EXECUTIVE KEY.*

There was only raw, unapologetic desire and an overwhelming, heavy sincerity. Krit stood gripping his wine glass so tightly his knuckles turned white. His face contorted with sheer rage and the utter humiliation of being ruthlessly shown up in public. "Are you two... actually dating?!" Krit gritted out. Lita panicked, opening her mouth to stammer out an answer, but Bhakin smoothly intercepted. "Our relationship is End-to-End Encrypted." Bhakin shot Krit a look of absolute, mocking disdain. "Maximum security protocols. Only she and I possess the decryption keys. And an outdated hacker like you doesn't even have the clearance to look."