Secret Lady Manga Novels & Stories

That being invisible is worse than being hated. Because at least hatred means they see you. My hand trembled as I wrote the next line. If I’m not careful, I’ll break. And I don’t know if Cole would catch me if I do. The silence of my room pressed heavy around me. I closed the journal, shoving it under my pillow like a secret I wasn’t brave enough to speak aloud. For now, it was safe. Hidden. But some secrets don’t stay hidden forever.

I say, knowing I have been out longer than allowed and will surely be in trouble when I get back. She only nods as I hug her tightly one last time before pulling away and heading towards my car. I slip in, feeling the effects of the pill working, and head back to Crimson, the guards waving me in as I pass by. The door to Mason’s office can be seen off the landing of the stairs. As I make my way up to the fourth floor, I see a young she-wolf leaving Mason’s office. She is looking down at her outfit, adjusting her skirt slightly when her eyes suddenly snap to mine. I stand, unimpressed, my arms folded across my chest and sporting a glare. She visibly pales, halting in her tracks. “Tara,”

-Please, answer me that you are okay. -I'm worried about you. Call me soon. -Or just text. -You're with Dave, right? Tell him to answer my phone. It was messages from only one person. She couldn't imagine another message from others. "It's nice to have a beautiful woman naked as soon as I open my eyes." A deep voice broke the silence of the morning. It definitely surprised her, and, in response, she covered her front body with the skirt in her hand. But yeah, it couldn't really cover most of her exposed body.

The blindfold was ripped away as strong hands forced me to my knees on the tatami mats of the hidden Kyoto ryokan. The air smelled of incense, expensive sake, and raw masculine power. Standing before me was a stunning woman in a blood-red kimono, her black hair pinned with ornate kanzashi, and a dragon tattoo peeking from her collar. She was Akira Hayashi, the ruthless Dragon Princess who now controlled the most powerful Yakuza syndicate in Japan.

Aria smiled, she was a determined young woman, she didn’t speak much and was sometimes a bit too aloof, but today was a good day and Aria got to see a bit of her giddy personality that hid deep down. “Of course you can.” Madelyn grinned at her and turned back to add chocolate to the warm milk, having done exactly what Aria said when it started to over boil. “Maddie, I just wanted to tell you how proud and impressed I am, keep this up and you’ll have caught Victoria Secret’s eye very soon.” She smiled shyly. “Thank you and I really hope I do, I spent so many weeks preparing for this shoot, I just really wanted to make a statement you know.” Aria nodded.

I ordered, "I'll deal with your mistake." "She's hot though," the other man said, "I could use—" "That's enough." I shot him a glare, "just do what you've been told to do." "She's been down there for hours. You might as well feed her." A familiar voice spoke up making me sigh as I turned around, going face to face with Amelia Lance, a twenty-three year old woman who also happened to be one of my best Assassins. She wasn't bitchy and was quite nice.

Her head got extremely big just because Samuel brought her to the Moonlit pack, little did she know that if it weren’t for Samuel’s grandmother, he would definitely choose to be with me instead. Regardless of having enough reason to be in rage right now given that the Luna ring was no longer in my possession, a win is still a win. I still managed to make Clara’s beloved Omega to undergo the fake check-up thing I made up. As long as Maya and Via were there, I am complacent that they will not fail to teach that woman a lesson. Happily humming, I was preoccupied searching for a perfect dress that it didn’t occur to me that the door had already flown open.

Him in the way. Good. I prefer knowing exactly what I need to kill. He comes again. I turn sideways, let the chain pass my ribs, and cut across his wrist. He curses. "You're guarding a dead woman's secrets," he says, shaking the hurt hand. "Walk away and keep your throat." Dead woman's secrets lands harder than the chain. I know which dead woman. The one whose letters sit in the Selenyx archive under three interlocked crescents, whose codes keep the border dens breathing.

, Joseph smirked as he flipped the pages of the file. “She lived with her roommate, Emily, who attends a university here until recently and broke up with her boyfriend, Eddy, who is a close friend of Emily. She’s currently out of the country to attend the art exhibition of Lawrence Manon, a popular French artist, as the hidden artist, Umbra”, the secretary added, and Charles clapped. “She has a great profile to her name, she seems to be the ambitious type and someone also full of surprise”, Charles commented with a weird chuckle.

It’s an act that is punishable in Hati as an act of treason. A hand appeared in Yuri’s view just then, and she turned only to see Selina offering her hand to her, which she took. “Sorry for earlier,” said Selina with an apologetic smile. “I jumped to conclusions too soon. As you might have guessed, I’m Sunny’s younger sister. I’m Selina Chin. Phantom XI. Nice to meet you.” Yuri nodded. “Yuri Kirisawa,” said Yuri, introducing herself in return. “Phantom XIII. Nice to meet you.”