Secrets Of Wyoming Novel Novels & Stories

“You have no idea what that child really is.” Cruz’s muscles snapped tight. “Finish that sentence. I dare you.” Ryder ignored him completely. He kept staring at me. And my skin crawled. “What… what do you mean?” I managed to whisper. “Oh, she doesn’t know?” Ryder clicked his tongue. “Cruz, Cruz, Cruz… you kept the biggest secret from the woman you supposedly love.” Cruz’s jaw clenched so hard I heard his teeth grind. “Ryder—” “Why does he want her?” I cut in, voice breaking.

Self care was a high priority in her book. Speaking of books, she wondered how her new, beautiful blonde friend was getting on with her manual covering the basics of art. If Hollis hadn’t shown so much interest in their doodling, Whitney would’ve sworn she’d only jumped at the chance to borrow the book so they could see each other again. The idea alone had her heart racing as she carefully stepped out of the stand up shower and onto a freshly washed sunflower printed bath mat. Recalling how giddy she’d felt when Hollis disclosed her sexuality at the bar made Whitney cringe for a second.

She put to bed a happy baby boy, who looked more chubbier than his elder sister did and he ended up buying the heart of everyone as well. Their lives were blessed as they lived in the most happiest moments of their lives forever. Their love started with a SECRET at first but it was a beautiful COUNTRY ROMANCE. THE END.

“We both know that’s a lie.” My breath hitched for a second, but I quickly masked it with a glare. “Why did you even do it?” I muttered. “Pull me out like that?” Something flickered in his eyes. “We all have our secrets, Alex,” Wyatt said quietly. The way he said my name sent a strange heat through my chest. “I have mine,” he continued, taking another step closer, “and you have yours.” I didn’t move. “Do you want to share them?” he asked. “A secret for a secret.”

They were still dancing, but no one was paying them any mind. She felt like she was going to throw up. "I was going through some of my father's old books, the ones that speak of wolves. I came across a new one that was hidden deep within the back of the library underneath a mountain of his old books. See, the wolves have been quiet for the past few months, not attacking villages or livestock, and I was hoping to figure out more. The book was filled with information like I had never read before. It was obviously information that very few are privy to. It might very well be the only book of its kind."

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."

Staring back at me was a photocopied page from my super secret journal, the one I had misplaced…the one with all my dirty stories. “No... no way. This couldn't be happening.” I mumbled it to myself, my hands shaking badly, but my eyes weren't playing tricks on me and I knew that what I was seeing was real. It was one of the hottest scenes I'd written, the words black and clear as I read Wyatt bending me over his office desk…I couldn’t even read it because every filthy detail down from his thick shaft splitting me open, to cum leaking from my hole was right there on the page.

He whispered in my hair as his embrace around me became tighter. I hugged back starting to cry in his arm. He let go of me and told Damion to take care of me. Damions protective arm landed on my shoulders and tears slid down my face. The pack doctors alarm on his watch started beeping as Jackson started screaming. Screaming that was so painful to hear I covered my ears with my hands. Trying to push it out of my head as much as possible. First shift was always painful no matter what. It happened so quickly I yelled when his wolf form came to life. And that's when the chaos started.

His past and original self before the book opens is just one of the seven secrets that he is hiding. Gentle, sophisticated, smart, and of good nature. That is his ace and just one of his games. Takes advantage of the world that is being re-written and falls into the wants of the few that he is also playing with and unknown by the game that long ago had already begun. His thirst for the forbidden science never leaves him, as it is the second secret that he is holding within the new world and the book within the book that they are entrapped from deep within.

Something broke open between them — warm and real — and both of them laughed. Elder Wren looked between them with the satisfied expression of a woman watching something she had worked toward for a very long time finally arrive. “Good,” Elder Wren said simply. She picked up her tea. Outside, Seattle went about its afternoon. The document waited in Nevada. And in a box in a building no one had thought to look inside for one hundred and thirty years, the oldest secret in the pack world sat in the dark, patient as only old things could be, waiting to be found by the right hands.  [End of Chapter 20]