Secrets Vorabiza Novels & Stories

“This house is full of eyes. People talk. Sometimes, when they don’t know the truth, they invent it.” The word invent burned into Sierra’s ears. Her pulse thudded, panic clawing at her throat. “Stories?” she asked, her voice unsteady. Vanessa’s fingers slid down, grazing her jaw before withdrawing. “Yes. Stories about loyalty. About temptation. About… secrets.” The word hung in the air like smoke. Sierra tried to step back, but Vanessa moved with her, closing the distance, her presence suffocating. “Tell me, darling,” Vanessa murmured, leaning close enough that Sierra felt her breath against her ear. “Do you have any secrets?”

AVA** I stared at the empty space where my phone had just been. If Isabella expected me to scream, cry, or lunge for the window, she was going to be sorely disappointed. She stood there, chest puffed out like a peacock who had just won a prize fight. "Well? Nothing to say? Your little life is currently being dismantled by Mark’s best technicians. Every secret, every sordid little detail of your 'Ava Reed' double life, is being uploaded to the Vance servers as we speak."

His expression was unreadable, but Elyra could feel the tension radiating from him like heat from a flame. Finally, he closed the laptop. The soft click sounded louder than it should have. Neither of them spoke at first. Elyra knew this wasn’t easy for him. Victor wasn’t just another executive in the company. He was family. Someone Zevarion had grown up with, trusted for years. And now that same man had just appeared in a video discussing secret financial movements behind Zevarion’s back. “Videos can be edited,” Zevarion said quietly. Elyra looked at him.

However, in front of Leonard, I was too embarrassed to show that I also felt some anticipation. "Is that right?" Leonard licked his lips like he was staring at prey that had walked right into his trap. "But Ms. Clarke, you weren't like this yesterday on the train." "That was different." I turned my head away desperately, not wanting him to come closer. However, Leonard's free hand seemed to have a mind of its own as it slid straight up my thigh. "Ms. Clarke, your skin is so soft," Leonard praised me as he swallowed hard. His strong hand found my most sensitive spot and began to touch me without mercy. My whole body shivered uncontrollably.

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♡

I see Jax out of the corner of my eye writing furiously in his notebook with a slight smile on his face. You ready for my birthday party? He wrote. Yes but I wish we could just do one party together. I wrote back. I am excited to shift. He wrote. I gave him a small smile in return. I'm terrified of him shifting. I'm terrified that when he shifts he will find out who his mate will be. I'm terrified it won't be me. Turning 18 is a big deal. College, high school graduation, and shifting all in 3 months. After about 45 minutes the bell rung for our next class. He scooped me in a hug and kissed me.

She decided to approach him and plead her case. "Chris, please listen to me," Veronica said, as she walked up to him and Sharon. "I know I messed up in the past, but I still love you and I want to be with you. Our daughter needs her father in her life." Chris looked at her, clearly uncomfortable. "Veronica, I can't just forget what happened. You kept our daughter a secret from me for 11 years. How could I trust you again?" "I know I made a mistake, but I was scared," Veronica pleaded. "I thought you would take her away from me. But now I realize that was wrong, and I want to make it right. Please give me another chance."

"But why would I do that? You just stepped back into the spotlight. That means it's only a matter of time before. things fall apart." Her pounding heart. "I have no idea what you're talking about Mr.??" Sebastian's voice was cold. "Oh, but you do. Let us remind you why certain secrets are better left unexcavated." Valeria gasped for breath in torn, brutal convulsions when the line was cut. Sebastian's words rang in her mind like a death sentence. Let us remind you why some secrets are better left unburied. She shook, placing the phone on the receiver. She knew all too well what he was saying.

“Come here.” I step closer, and the screens reflect in his eyes , maps, codes, files scrolling across a black background. It looks like chaos. He leans over, typing fast. “These are the files Hale decrypted from Adrian’s last drop point. Offshore accounts, shell companies, fake charities. It’s his usual mess.” I fold my arms. “And you think there’s something hidden in it?” “There’s always something hidden.” He points to a file labeled VORMA, opens it, then frowns. “Encrypted again. Triple layer.”

It came in the form of a mysterious figure, someone from our past whose intentions remained shrouded in secrecy. One evening, as I returned home from a charity event, a note awaited me on the doorstep. It was written in elegant calligraphy, the words sending a chill down my spine. It read: "Dear Ava, I know your secrets. I know the truth that you've buried deep within your heart. If you want to protect the ones you love, meet me at the place where it all began." The mention of secrets and the insinuation that my loved ones were at risk sent a surge of fear through my veins. I immediately contacted Adrian and urged him to meet me at the designated location. We had to confront this mysterious