Secret Wars Novels & Stories

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.”

A bunch of unread messages. My stomach tightened. I called Derek back. No answer. I opened his texts. Ivy, please… we need to talk. I’m sorry about the other night. Something’s happened. I’m in trouble. They’re saying I killed my parents. They’re going to ruin me. Please don’t leave me too. There were voice notes. He sounded broken. I tried calling again. Nothing. I called the unknown number. Nothing. I panicked and ran straight to Aunt Linda’s room.

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’ve done that before, and I’m hoping this whiskey will keep an old anger in check.” Leaning back, she crossed her legs. “You want to know a secret?” I blinked at her aloofly, not interested in whatever it is she wants to make known. “You do not seem interested, but I’ll make it known, so you wouldn’t repeat the same mistake. That slap didn’t make me angry or push me away, if anything, it turned me on.” This bitch is crazy. “I love being submissive to a sadist, so I’m used to the pain.” She opened the file and signed on it, sealing the deal with S.H. “You want to know another secret?” She pushed the file towards me.

Koin was supposed to be Alpha. koin may not come back. Who would be Alpha? of course, they didn't say it out right, no one wanted to speak their fears out loud, of course he would return. Thalia had snuck down to the locker rooms below the gym and shut herself in, blocking off the door with a janitor’s sign. Here she could live in her memories without fear of being interrupted. She had finally sat on one of the long benches set between the rows of lockers and began to let her mind wander. All too soon her focus was pulled back to reality, she heard something moving around. She peered back into the darkened shower area, squinting but couldn't make anything out. One of the plastic shower curta

I do not know how many and how heavy those secrets are. "We're bored" she answered. I shrugged at that. They seem to be looking busy, but then, no one knows the real deal. "And besides, it doesn't concern you," she said almost in a whisper. I went silent after that. Is it always like this? I am not even asking if it concerns me or not! They're weird! Hell! ~Now I've got thicker skin I'm a warrior I'm stronger than I've ever been And my armor is made of steel, you can't get in

As soon as her son’s excited chatter faded into background noise, old worries crashed in—Ava, still unconscious in that hospital bed; Marcus falling apart; and the woman tangled up at the center of it all, living with the ugliest secret Selena had ever uncovered. Elara Quinn. Up until now, just a name buried deep in restricted files. Keller nudged her on the way to the rental car. “You alright? What do you think?” “I know coming was right, but honestly, it feels like there are stacks of secrets waiting to explode,” Selena said, tired. “If it made sense, we wouldn’t realize how deep it goes.” Keller gave her a look—part concern, part exhaustion. He got it. Selena always let her fears simmer,

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

The shadow of a long-forgotten secret loomed over us, threatening to shatter the fragile peace we had found. With trepidation in his eyes, Xander confided in me, sharing the truth that had haunted him for years. He revealed his involvement in an underground secret society, a dark world that he had long since distanced himself from. It was a past he had buried deep, hoping it would never resurface.

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.