Secret Love Webtoon Novels & Stories

I said curtly, turning my attention to her, “what do you really want from me?” Her lips curved into a sly smile, her gaze flickering to Alex for a moment before locking onto mine. “I want both of you, Liam. I want to be part of your world and every part of it.” Her voice dropped to a near whisper, dripping with intent. “He can be your hidden secret. On top of the secret you’re already hiding.” The words were like a shot of adrenaline straight to my chest, but it was the photograph she slid across the table that made my blood run cold. My breath hitched when I stared down at the image. A picture of me mid-shift, caught in a blur of fur and claws.

His voice was low and soft. "I think.... I love you" There was silence and Alex finally spoke. "I know. You suck at hiding it," he wrapped his arms around me and sighed, "I think I love you too, Tristan" I turned his face up to mine, and I kissed him with a tenderness that spoke volumes. It wasn't just physical; it was soul-deep, a promise whispered between two people daring to love in secret. But even then, in the undeniable beauty of this moment, a tiny part of me couldn't shake the fear of what would happen if our secret ever got out.

I said my voice didn't come out as seductive as I thought. He undressed while my eyes stayed outside the window in the comfort of the beautiful stars and moon. When I heard the shower running, I knew he has started bathing. I poured pills from the container I hid in my short skirt into the drink beside the bed then poured it into the glass. I always have sleeping pills in the pocket of this skirt, that's how I've been able to escape this few months of nasty men that by all means want to sleep with me. I held mine and layed there with my legs spread, this is to make his fantasies run wild.

Maybe love, trust, or fear. His jaw clenched, that wall he always hid behind cracking just enough. He nodded, fingers grazing my wrist. That touch sparked heat in my chest, love and war mixing like fire and gasoline. Me, the stubborn hacker with a second chance; him, the alpha who didn’t know how to let anyone in. It was quite the love story. Together, we were unstoppable, or so I hoped. “One,” I mouthed. Selene’s laugh sliced through the rain. “You’re done, Vera. That shard’s mine, and your little love story won’t change a thing.”

Their karmic desires of satiating themselves were effervescent and their lusty love was the escape only. Just like this hidden affair kept hidden from my boss and we fucked every day behind his back. ******** Author Comment: Dear Readers, Don't worry I'll continue and complete the "Seduced by Lust" series. I'm just stuck with the future storyline as we call it, "Writer Block". So till then enjoy my draft short stories.

fuck she is so sexy! I slid my hand under her top, desperate to touch her I'm not satisfied with just this. I know I should give her more time.. I should control myself.. Sabrina pov Isaac's hand slid inside my shirt and up my back... But suddenly he stopped and pulled away. I whined at the loss of touch... almost as if I was hurt. "Sabrina I.. I love you" he said. "I know.." I said caressing his cheeks.. "I just wanna tell you... That I'm so lucky to have you here... With me." He said.

He breathed her scent again, “You put respect, trust, and honesty and love first. Once this box has those four, you can add more as time goes by. This box is protected and this box keeps our marriage strong. Secrets, they could either break us or make us but because I believe the box we have is full and protected, our marriage wouldn’t be easily broken.” God. How much he wishes she believes him because God will be a witness of how much Leo’s willing to protect their relationship from whatever past, whatever secrets she has. “I believe we are unshakable.” He adds quietly. “That’s why I’m confident that whatever secrets you keep it wouldn’t shake us.” “I’m scared.” She says. “What happened tod

I know some of you might be thinking, "Curvy, what gives? Where was the last-minute spice? The grand finale hookup?" Well, let me pull back the curtain just a little bit. The reason I chose to end it exactly where I did—with that, loving, deeply connected final moment—was a conscious one. I wanted to show something that sometimes gets lost in romance and relationship stories: that true, foundational love doesn't always need a grand, explicit performance of sex to be proven. Sometimes the most intimate thing two people can do is just be there, completely and vulnerably, for each other. It's the understanding, the secure embrace, the knowledge that you are seen, heart and soul. And in the worl

“Don’t.” He doesn’t back off. “Just stating facts.” I turn the faucet harder, water roaring. “Gwen has feelings for you. Real ones. She’s had them since we were kids. She can never—ever—know what happened. I made an honest mistake. I wouldn’t have touched you if I’d known who you were.” He’s quiet for a second. Then he moves in—slow, deliberate—until his chest is almost against my back. The counter traps me. His breath brushes my ear.