Novel & Cerita Secrets We Keep Language

After the evening study session, I was just about to return to the dorm when my first boyfriend, the school's valedictorian and undisputed top student, suddenly tore across the courtyard toward me. Before I could react, he grabbed my wrist and, in full view of a crowd of stunned students, dragged me into a frantic run toward the front gates. I exclaimed, "Julian, have you lost your mind? Graduation's six months away. Are you really trying to run off with me now?" I struggled the whole way, twisting and pulling against him, but his grip never loosened. "Autumn, don't ask any questions. Just come with me. Hurry!" he said, his voice trembling with panic. We fled the school, jumped into a taxi in the middle of the night, and rushed to another city, where we checked into a rundown budget motel. Arms folded and brow furrowed, I glared at him. "So you hauled me out of school like a lunatic just to hole up in a cheap motel?" His cheeks turned bright red. He flailed his hands in frantic denial, then thrust a phone into my hands. I barely had time to unlock the phone and start dialing my parents before a breaking news alert flashed across the screen. My eyes locked on the screen, and I went rigid with shock. The headline reported, 'Mass Death at Blackwood High: All 5,000 students and faculty found dead last night after experiencing catastrophic bleeding. Only two students who skipped the study session survived.' I looked up at Julian in horror. He was staring at the screen too, his face white as paper, cold sweat running down his forehead. "You knew, didn't you?" I asked. "What the hell is going on?"

"Ah… Slow down… My husband hasn't even ended the call yet…" I slump on the floor with my butt raised high. As I listen to my husband's instructions, I continue to shift positions every now and then. Meanwhile, the gym trainer has one hand latching onto my hip while smacking my butt heavily with the other. Under my husband's instructions, he thrusts forward heavily…

On my girlfriend's birthday, I was in the middle of preparing a surprise for her when the property management office of our marital home called first. "Sir, we've received a complaint from another resident," the staff member said. "They claim there's been… quite a bit of noise coming from your unit at night. From you and your wife." I frowned. The only person I had given a key to that apartment was my girlfriend. I called her immediately. She answered with a soft, teasing tone, "They must have made a mistake. I'm at my best friend's place." "Alright," I said evenly. "Enjoy yourself." After hanging up, I opened the smart home system without hesitation and remotely locked every door and window from the outside. Then I dialed the police. "Hello, I'd like to report an unlawful entry."

Dylan Edwards, a wealthy CEO, broke off his relationship with Cassidy Aarvi six years ago and pressured her into signing divorce papers. However, Dylan had mistaken Cassidy for someone else that day, and she could not correct the misunderstanding. Cassidy is now a single mother to two delightful five-year-old children who are curious about their father. Her primary aim is to uncover the truth about their parentage and possibly reconnect with the man she was mistaken for. Can the children discover the identity of their father? What creative plans will they come up with to accomplish their mission?

What do you do when the only safe place left belongs to the man who’s been lying to you? I’m twelve weeks pregnant with my abusive ex’s baby. He's been tracking my phone, controlling my life. And when I finally run, there's only one door left to knock on — his best friend's apartment. Jeremy took me in. No questions. No judgment. Just his bed, his quiet presence, and one reckless lie: at the hospital, he'll say the baby is his. For the first time in years, I feel safe. But I’m starting to realize: the man who saved me might be the reason I needed saving. Because Jeremy’s been in love with me for three years—and he never said a word. Because my best friend Reina has been sleeping with Ryan behind my back—and she’s not done destroying me yet. Because Ryan just found out about the pregnancy—and he’s coming for his child. The question is: can I survive the truth—or will it destroy me faster than Ryan ever could?

"Get the fuck out of my wedding, Rainer." One sentence. Every lie Jose built his life on, suddenly visible. Camille gave him everything his past never could. Stability. A future. The kind of love that doesn't ask questions. But on the night he finally chose her, his foster brother stood up in the back of the church and called her a murderer. And the grave they buried their youngest brother in three years ago? Empty. Elias isn't dead. He's been hiding. And he came back angrier than any of them are ready for. Now Jose is caught between the wife who built him a life and the brother who reminds him who he was before he let her. Between the story he chose and the truth he buried. Some loves don't save you. They just make sure you can never find your way back to what you were before them.

When Blair Palmerson's seemingly perfect life shatters with her husband's betrayal, she thinks nothing could hurt worse, until she uncovers a deadly plot to erase her entirely. Left for dead after a failed assassination at the hands of her own sister, Blair is rescued by a long lost friend and drawn into a secret war against the powerful family she once called her own Haunted by guilt and lies, Landon Addams, the billionaire who broke her heart, realized too late that Blair was the true victim all along. As Blair fights to expose the dark empire behind her family's fortune. Forbidden love reignites between her and the man she vowed to hate. In a dangerous game of revenge and redemption, Blair must decide: trust the man who destroyed her, or risk losing everything, including her life--one more time. Love, betrayal and buried secrets collide in the betrayal of a billionaire.

A princess vanishes. A kingdom can't afford the truth. And the only person who can take her place is the brother who was never supposed to exist in the shadows she left behind. Prince Caelan Vayne is an Alpha with a secret that could shatter him — his strength is suppressed, his designation hidden, his entire identity a carefully maintained performance. When his sister disappears days before her royal wedding, his father makes the impossible ask: put on her dress, cross the border south, and become her. Just long enough to save the alliance. Just long enough to find her. He doesn't expect Crown Prince Damien Solaris. Cold. Commanding. The kind of man who fills a room without trying. Damien is everything a southern crown prince is supposed to be — except for one thing. Beneath the iron composure and the perfect Alpha facade, he's hiding a designation that would cost him his crown, his empire, and everything he's spent his life building. Two people. Two impossible secrets. One contract marriage that was supposed to keep them at arm's length. It doesn't. Because living under the same roof does something to carefully constructed walls. Shared suppressants become shared trust. Midnight investigations become something neither of them can name. And the cold, professional distance of a contract slowly, devastatingly becomes the one place either of them has ever felt safe. But someone arranged the princess's disappearance. Someone inside these very palace walls wants this alliance — and everything it protects — reduced to ash. They'll have to find the truth before it finds them first. The Alpha Wore a Crown and Secrets is a slow-burn ABO royalty romance about two people who agreed to a temporary arrangement — and discovered that the heart doesn't honor expiration dates.

"Fuck.." I moan as my feverish skin makes me dizzy with lust. [Yes.] "Evet, Mila. You make me want to ravage you when I should be disgusted by the thought of even touching you." He mutters. "But I'm not. Instead, everything about you makes me mad with desire and I can not control it. God's, I tried to but I don't want to anymore." He removes his hand from the wall, wrapping his fingers around my jaw and he forces me to stare up at him. "You've already had a taste of me and one taste is all you get." I swallow loudly, throwing his words back at him. >>> When it comes to my prince charming, my life has been anything but a fairytale. The Esposito family robbed me of all I held dear to my heart. From the depths of my dignity to the depths of my son. I was living in continual terror; my body, as well as my trust and beliefs, were being exploited. Until one fateful day, I gained the strength to flee, dashing into an Irish bar and meeting a Turkish man. I stayed with him for the night before being compelled to return to the house of terrors. After being thrown down a flight of stairs 37 weeks later, I gave birth to my son. I knew who the father was the moment my son's gaze met mine, but I opted to keep it to myself. However, destiny had other plans for me, and I begged my son's biological father for protection as I fled the Italian mafia. We will work together to rescue our son and demolish their network, all while finding love along the way. My name is Mila Starkk, and this is my Screwed Up Love Story.

Zara has been homeschooled all her life to hide a family secret. She became a werewolf accidentally after her mother was killed right in front of her. She has just started college and Zara is finally ready to face the world and her childhood sweetheart Jason. Can Jason accept Zara for who she has become. Will Zara spare Jason's life when she uncovers Jason's secrets?