Secrets In Unravel Novels & Stories

"You panic more, retrieving your things and requesting that I leave." "We don't all live in a fairytale, Mr Burak. Meaning, we all have hidden secrets that are screaming to escape and sometimes you just have to pick your battles wisely to keep those secrets hidden." I feel the need to remind him that the world is still filled with ordinary people who have demons lurking in the shadows. "I dont think-" "I agree, this was a mistake." I quickly cut him off and watch as fine lines etch deeply into his flawless complexion. I'm well aware that those were not the words he was about to utter. But, they should have been, which is why I uttered them for him.

she said dryly. I almost smiled. “Depends. You busy?” She snapped the book shut with one hand and gestured to the bench beside her. “Lucky you like puzzles.” I sat, and we were silent for a moment, letting it settle around us. “I found something,” I said. “Bits. From the vault.” Her eyebrow rose. “Vault you’re not supposed to have access to?” I waved that away. “Hybrid sigils. Thornveil and Umbraen working together.”

I feel like a piece of my soul is being ripped away, making it hard to breathe. I dread this day when she will find out about the secrets I've been keeping from her. I can imagine the hate and hurt on her face when she tells me to get out. I am part of her past, and I should remain there. I make my way to the car and drive back to the club, returning to the private lounge where Alex, Nick, and Shane are waiting.

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♡

Doesn’t have to be everything. I nodded again. I felt drained. But also… a little lighter. Like something shifted inside. Before I left, Carla handed me a small notebook. “Write everything,” she said. “Even if it’s messy. Even if it’s ugly. Don’t hide it. You don’t have to hide it. No one needs to see it unless you want them to. Just get it out.” She leaned forward a little and said quietly, “What you’ve been through… most people wouldn’t even know how to handle that. But you’re still here, still standing.”

She picked up her scarf and walked out of the house. She decided she would just hide in the car and scare him. It will be fun... With that intention, she walked to the elevator, knowing it would take a few minutes for him to reach downstairs to the parking lot. Aarvi opened his car with the help of an extra key and hid in the back seat. Soon Anshuman reached his car and opened the door of it. He did not notice Aarvi’s presence there. Aarvi was about to scare him when his phone went off as he picked up the call.

Silence settled over the churchyard, Antonio cursed under his breath, “Professional cleanup.” I stared toward the tree line, someone had planned for failure, even captured operatives weren’t allowed to survive. Rachel stood quietly beside me thinking. Finally she spoke, “Twelve.” I looked at her, “The man said my mother hid twelve secrets.” She slowly reached inside her jacket and her fingers touched Evelyn’s letter. “Twelve videos, and twelve secrets, they’re connected.” she said. Antonio frowned, “You think every video reveals one piece?” he asked. Rachel nodded slowly, “My mother wasn’t just leaving memories, she was leaving instructions.” The realization settled over all of us, the hard

The custom piece was named “Starless Night.” The receipt listed rare materials, months of handcrafted labor, and a price that could buy silence—or loyalty—in the underworld. At the bottom, the recipient’s name was handwritten. Not mine. Not Daniel’s fiancée. I stared at that thin slip of paper for a long time, then dialed my brother’s number. Ethan. My older brother wasn’t just family— he was one of the most discreet private investigators in Europe.

“That’s what matters. And if you’re willing, we can rebuild—together.” Her eyes flickered with hope, but it was tempered by doubt. “You mean that?” I nodded. “I do. But we have to be honest with each other. No more secrets.” Selena hesitated, then leaned closer. “There’s something you need to know, Aria. Something I didn’t tell you before.” --- The Hidden Truth She reached for one of the scrolls, unfurling it carefully. The parchment was old, the edges frayed, but the symbols were clear.

More careful. "Because the seal doesn't just activate, Aria. It also reveals. The moment it lit up inside Lord Vael's walls, my coven's oldest archive — sealed for three hundred years, untouched, unreadable until this exact moment — opened on its own." He reached into his robes and withdrew something. A scroll, old, the edges crumbling slightly, bound with a cord that looked like it had been tied yesterday despite the age of the parchment. "What is it," I said.