Secrets In Wobbly Life Novels & Stories

Lorenzo took a sneak inside. Kira tried to pick the lock, she was terrible at it but eventually, it was a success. We crept in as the door opened, just in time to hear Lorenzo murmuring to himself, drawers opening, and papers shuffled. We took a quick look around the bend. Even Nico was unaware that Camille had a separate storage room. It looked like A secret nest. Awards. Love letters. Images. Files. " My God! She has a whole shrine to herself." Lorenzo opened an old chest and revealed a fake bottom.

“Is it a secret?” Dallion’s gaze sharpened, testing her. “What if it is? Could you keep it?” “I haven’t spilled anything yet, have I?” she replied cautiously. “Good. In this world, secrets are everything, Sherryl. One slip, and the wolves will tear you apart before you can take your next breath.” His voice carried an edge that sent a shiver down her spine. He straightened, his attention shifting as he surveyed the grimy streets around them. “Now, about that stash you claimed to have hidden here. Where is it?”

He disappeared from her life, and she was left to raise their daughter, Flora, all alone. Veronica had kept Flora's existence a secret from everyone, even her family. She was afraid that Chris would come back and take her away from her, or worse, force her to get rid of the child. She had managed to keep the secret hidden for eleven years, but now it was all coming to light, and she was not ready to face the consequences.

They are so stunningly gorgeous, and beautiful. So really, no authentic damage has been done. And if I play this right, I shall finally be able to live freely and work without any pretence or lies. I lick my lips apprehensively. “Okay there's something I need to tell you. It's a secret have been hiding since I started working with you and I know it will piss you off.” “Mrs. Ramirez" he says, his voice low and deep. “Whatever you have to say, simply say it. Yes, I might get mad. I can’t promise I won’t, but I can promise I’ll get definitely pissed off if you don’t tell me.”

|Athena's POV| Life has always treated me like a fucking rag doll, throwing me here and there. However, my whole fucked up life changed when Alessio Romano came knocking at my door on a Thursday night. He was so blunt with the news he had to give me and I kind of appreciated him for it. Anyway, that's a story for another day. For now, let me focus on my target who was about to enter a club named 'The Howl of the girl' which was a funny and a stupid name at the same time.

Jibee was about to get up but Lily stopped her. "Wait. No one should know about what happened last night. I know it's weird but Jenny and I decided to become friends secretly." Lily announced Jibee frowned "Secretly? I think it's too late for that." She said typed something to her phone "The gossip site posted a picture of you and Jenny in front of the emergency room." She showed us the picture It was when Lily and I walked back to her car, when she told me to not feel guilty while holding my hand.

My waist went cold, and I squeezed my legs together on instinct almost instantly. Still, I was just a weak woman. How could I compete with a strong, fit man like Leonard in his prime? In just a few moments, he had already gotten past my defenses. I could only bite my lip and lower my flushed, hot face as I let his strong fingers continue. I had to admit, Leonard knew what he was doing. The constant pressure soon stirred up the deepest desires I had been hiding. My body trembled. My legs shook. I could not handle what he was doing to me.

I raised an eyebrow, needing to have it all laid out. I knew, somewhere deep down, that I should ask more questions. But in the moment, I repeated the one that mattered to me most. “I’m not a secret anymore?” “Not from Beth.” I saw the faintest hint of conflict in his eyes. Even so, hearing the words again felt like a forklift had just been lifted off of my soul. Beth knew. Danny chose me. I was no longer a secret. Between that… the relief that my earlier insecurity was proven wrong… and the way the mate bond sparks pulled at me… I was a goner.

It was almost too much to take in at once. No one knew my secret. When I was sixteen, I started having embarrassing dreams. In the dreams, different men pleased me in different ways. As I grew up, the fantasies became more and more uncontrollable. They burned away my sense of reason like a wildfire. I wondered if I was sick. Otherwise, why else would I be so obsessed with this? There was no shortage of suitors on campus. The boys from the physical education department chased me like dogs in heat, their love letters spilling out of my locker. Their muscular bodies exuded a strong masculinity, yet they bored me. Simple-minded musclemen possessed nothing but brute force.

he whispered. We stayed in the cellar for a long time just looking at the art and feeling the quiet strength of the stone walls around us as the night began to settle over the coast. The "Secret Pregnancy" was no longer a secret to the world but it was still a sacred bond that we were protecting with every breath we took in this hidden paradise. I realized that the one-month vacation wasn't just a getaway but it was the foundation of a life that didn't require a contract to hold it together.