Novel & Cerita Secrets I Have Held In My Heart

The fall had most definitely knocked the wind out of her, she laid there, completely still, choking and trying to gasp in a breath for what felt like forever before she was able to finally breath in and out, in and out. Then a voice, a familiar voice that almost hissed at her "Youth and joy like spring, come to me and unto me bring, that life everlasting like young love, keep you here till the worldly grave is dug." It seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere all at once, it was terrifying and Iyla shivered, wrapping her arms around her torso. There was someone here with her, she could hear feet scuffing, someone shuffling about, someone coming towards her. She scooted backwards as quickly

Nothing is ever taking her from me, ever. **Ruby** "Yes, I'm sorry. I have never told that to anyone, not even Haven." I don't want him to leave. There's something about him that brings out my trust. I know he will keep me safe no matter what. "Do not apologize for how you feel." He kissed my forehead again. My whole body heats up when he touches me. "Haven doesn't know that I’m half shifter, no one knows that either." He was staring into my eyes. It was like he could see all of me, every thought and every secret. I just hope he can't see my most painful secret.

“Some secrets don't stay buried.” Elena’s vision blurred for a moment. She glanced around the classroom — every chair in place, every shelf neat. No sign anyone had been there. Her heart pounded so hard it hurt. Outside, thunder rumbled softly — a low warning that crawled through the air. She clutched the note, the words burning into her palm. Some secrets don’t stay buried. For a second, she thought she saw movement outside the window — a silhouette by the gate. But when she blinked, it was gone.

The kind of love that doesn't chase answers, but waits for you to find your own voice. And somehow, that was more dangerous than anything else. Because it made me want to speak. My chest felt tight, like I was holding my breath without realizing it. My thoughts kept arguing with each other—don't say it, keep it in, it's safer that way—but none of them were loud enough to overpower what I felt when I looked at him. Seen. That was the word. I felt seen in a way I wasn't used to. My heart skipped, just once, like it had made a decision before I did.

My voice was calm,but my heart was already in shreds. He helped me unload my bags. That was when a box tipped over,spilling across the snow—letters I had written but never sent,photos I had taken in secret,even trinkets he once discarded but I had kept like treasures. All of my hidden devotion lay bare under the streetlight. He froze,staring. For a heartbeat I thought he might say something—anything. But he said nothing. He turned,got back in his car,and drove away. Snow fell harder. My wolf whimpered inside me as I knelt in the cold,gathering the pieces of my obsession with numb fingers. Alone. Always alone.

I had to make him my closet friend ,even though I know that the difference between us both was so much. Even when I tested him with some hard and difficult secrets years back ,he proved to me that my secrets we're safe with him and I could tell him anything I wanted. My phone rang that morning , as I was in the bathroom running some water through my skull which was burning from the severe headache I had all through the night, trying to run some business with my laptop which concerned the palace. This call must be important ,I said to my self. James was the only one who knew where I was and if he placed a call to me,then something important might had really come up.

Sean whispered softly as he closed his eyes. Secretly, Hera’s eyes widened at Sean’s unexpected words. She hadn’t fallen asleep yet, still thinking about the baby she was carrying. But after hearing those words from Sean, she felt a wave of happiness. A sweet smile spread across her face. "You already have, Sean," Hera whispered softly, holding back her smile. ***

I forced myself to act like I didn't know anything and pushed open the door. The entire house was filled with a sticky, suffocating atmosphere. I made my way inside, hearing Nydia singing from the bathroom. Taking advantage of the moment, I dug out the hidden camera I had seen last time. I had no clue how to use these things. So, I hastily took a photo and searched online. But no matter how much I searched, I couldn't find an exact match. That was when it hit me—it wasn't just Nydia. There might be someone even bigger behind this.

My mother's grip on the steering wheel was tight, her knuckles white. I stared out the window, my mind a mess of shattered pieces. Everyone has secrets, sides of themselves they keep hidden. But this? This endless train of secrets felt like it would never stop. ~~~***~~~

he said again, voice colder this time. I walked back to my desk and sat down, my legs weak. My chest ached from holding my breath. I tried to focus on the numbers on the page, but they meant nothing. All I could think of was the secret growing inside me — and the man who could destroy everything if he ever found out. I pressed a trembling hand to my stomach, whispering softly so no one could hear. “No one can know… especially not him.”