Secrets In Wobbly Life Novels & Stories

It keeps wrecking havoc in my head. I and Lily Mitchell have been best friends since we were toddlers. Our lives were entangled like the branches of the ancient willow tree that stood proudly in the center of town. We are totally inseparable and indestructible. We share everything—our dreams, our secrets, and even our first heartbreaks. We have kind of an oat-like promise between ourselves that makes us spill out any secret we have within ourselves no matter how hard we try to keep it. But there is one huge......I mean..... massive, enormous secret I am currently keeping locked away, deep within the pits of my soul, a secret that has definitely threatened to take apart my friendship with

Collins A secret is like a disease. It grows. When you keep it inside it gets bigger and bigger. And the damage is always worse when it comes out. But I’m good at secrets. I’ve held one close to my heart since I was fourteen years old… when I accidentally found out something I shouldn’t have… that I didn’t want to know. That secret has eaten away at me for years now. There had been so many times over the years I wanted to tell it…. to confront the person who it was about. But how many lives would I be ruining if I did that? So I’d kept it inside where it ravaged me on a daily basis.

The witch simply stares with a look of satisfaction as my vision darkens. "Oh, I can't explain. When I like people immensely, I never tell their names to any one. It is like surrendering a part of them. I have grown to love secrecy. It seems to be the one thing that can make modern life mysterious or marvellous to us. The commonest thing is delightful if one only hides it. When I leave town now I never tell my people where I am going. If I did, I would lose all my pleasure. It is a silly habit, I dare say, but somehow it seems to bring a great deal of romance into one's life. I suppose you think me awfully foolish about it?"

Her entire focus was on the tiny USB stick hidden deep in her pocket, the secret container that held her darkest secret. The secret on the USB stick felt like a ticking time bomb that could explode her life at any moment. Alicia could feel its presence, as if it had come alive and was restlessly jumping in her pocket. She knew she was standing at a dangerous crossroads, where every choice she made could lead to unforeseen consequences. She needed a plan, a plan that would protect her while revealing the truth. But how could she find a safe path through the fog of uncertainty?

"And we're getting along swimmingly." "Impossible! He'd never fall for a girl like you!" Without missing a beat, I answered, "Just because you failed to win him over doesn't mean I failed." Gilbert pulled his arm out and left us. Joan laughed until she nearly choked. "You nearly got me there." Even Jonathan shared the hilarity. "He ditched you, girl. I don't mind sleeping with one more woman, though." I shot him a glare. "Sorry, but I'm a germaphobe."

"Relax, we're just pretending, remember?" He didn't reply, just watched me with those piercing eyes that seemed to see right through me, into the part of me that was starting to get lost in our performance. The cameras flashed, a strobe light of our perfect fairytale life. We were the "perfect couple," living a lie so grand it felt almost real. But behind the smiles and the designer clothes, we were two broken people with a secret that could destroy everything. Suddenly, a woman with a sleek blonde bob and a killer red dress approached. Her features were sharp and elegant, and I guessed she had some Western blood in her. She hugged Eavon tightly, her eyes sizing me up with an unnerving inten

“You have no idea what you’re talking about.” “Don’t I? I think between the both of us, you know I'm right” Her smile widened. She leaned forward slightly, her voice dropping low enough that only I could hear. “See, the thing about secrets, Vivienne, is that they always leave traces. And once you know what to look for, they’re not that hard to find.” “I don’t have any secrets,” I said tightly. “You’re imagining things.” “Maybe.” She tilted her head, studying me like a cat toying with something small and trembling. “But you know what’s fun about imagination? Sometimes, it’s right.”

“Where is my mother?” Vivienne ignored the demand, circling slowly around the edge of the room. Her heels echoed like a metronome counting down. “Do you know what the problem with secrets is, Grace? They never stay buried not for long sooner or later, they rise and strangle the ones you love.” Noah’s voice was low, controlled. “What have you done?”

“The lights—“ “Will stay,” he cut her off in between before she could demand anything. They had always done everything in the dark, and she never allowed him to see her there or anywhere. It was shocking how she would become a freak in lust but still be shy. The rear and deadly combination always set him off the edge. She licked her lips as she stared at him; he knew she wanted this as much as he did, they had waited long enough for him to have a glance at her.

Thank you for reading "Love And Secrets❤️ I love you guys so much 🥺=== Fuck friendship! Fuck my fucking crush on him! Fuck their stupid fight! Fuck... Fuck everything! It's all fucking bullshit!