Secrets Vorabiza Novels & Stories

“I asked about her and you!” Kaluna’s index finger pointed clearly at Rara who stood not far from him and Dewa. “Answer!” snapped Kaluna when Dewa remained stunned. “Today we’re supposed to be celebrating one year of our relationship, but you’re... celebrating by cheating on my friend?” To Kaluna’s astonishment, neither Dewa nor Rara denied her accusation at all. Did that mean the two of them had really been in a secret relationship behind her back? “You better be honest, Dewa.” Rara ventured to speak up.

"welcome to diva's restaurant sir, can I take your orders?" Ryan heard a familiar voice. He raised up his head to see Paige smirking at him in a evil manner. "Y...you?" He stuttered. "Your orders sir," she said again. "Menu?" She gave him the menu with smirks on her face. He took a look at the menu and widened his eyes in shock. The menu was listed: Money 100$ Repair my phone 70$

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She had disobeyed him three times this night; going outside without his permission, bringing that damn cat in his house, and coming down to the basement. Madeline hesitantly opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. She was far too terrified. Was this really who Matthew was? He hid he fact that he was a direwolf, he hid the fact that he was a cruel torturer who kept men chained up in his basement, what other secrets is he keeping from her? "Answer me." His gaze was menacing. She began scolding herself for coming down here. "You should've just stayed in bed, you idiot. Everything would've been fine."

I mumbled to myself as the thought of Arabella living a good life and Zion getting his medical bills paid in full crossed my mind. “I'm sorry I couldn't do anything; I just didn't know how to fight him; I was scared. What if he exposed your marriage?” Luna said and I smiled in understanding. “Professor Lisa,” I called, she glared at me and walked away. She didn't even look at me just once. “You all should have your fun; my legs are killing me; I will just sit down,” I lied. They hesitated but helped me sit down before they left. I brought out my phone to text Arabella when a notification came on the school group chat, “OMG, guys look at what I found on social media,” I opened it and saw some

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He chuckled at his own joke. “Vincent!” She sighed. “I would take Theo’s weak men over Ethan any day.” “You are in bad shape. They aren’t weak.” Grace scolded him. “Ah, this is just small stuff. They hadn’t gotten to the big stuff yet.” “Don’t worry, I didn’t tell them anything. Your secret is safe with me.” “You and everyone else,” Grace said surprisingly calm. Vincent looked at her with concern. “Someone put on a video and told everyone my secret. Anyone who was there now knows that I own the security business.”

"You've worked for years. You must have saved up a lot, right?" I opened my eyes to find my mother expectantly staring at me. She asked me the same question in my last life. I was abducted by human traffickers twenty years ago. Finally, I was reunited with my family. The moment I moved back home, my parents began to ask about and hint at my savings. I was vigilant and kept quiet. However, I had not expected them to be able to hear my thoughts. They were even to lure me into thinking about my bank account details, passwords, and PIN codes. While I was away, they stole the 200,000 I had been saving up for my own shop.

Just when I was excited that my little trick was finally working, my phone beeped. I checked my phone and discovered a text from my lawyer, Marcus. Due to how intoxicated I had become, I couldn't read the complete text. All my eyes could grasp was, “Please come to the station tomorrow. There's something you need to know. Sean made a shocking confession regarding your life,” The text awakened my head, but what would I have done about it? Absolutely nothing. I tried texting back, but my hands were trembling. They could barely hold the phone despite how small the device was.

Silence thickened around them, broken only by the hum of bees outside the glass and the faint trickle of the fountain. Then Vanessa’s smile returned calm, cold, terrifying. “Perhaps I am.” She brushed invisible dust from her silk gown, her movements slow, deliberate. “Or perhaps a woman of my age simply grows paranoid when youth and beauty linger too close to her husband.” The barb landed sharply. Vanessa leaned in, her breath warm against Sierra’s ear. “But remember this: secrets rot. And when they rot, they destroy everything around them. If you are hiding something, Sierra… if desire has made you foolish…” She let the words hang, a dagger suspended in the air. “…I will find out.”