Silk Secrets Novels & Stories

Haley disappeared 4 years ago and has now returned home and has to face everything she left behind. Her alpha mate, her family, and her entire pack.

Ivy never planned to fall, literally, into Liam’s arms. But the day she bumped into him in the hallway, everything changed. His girlfriend noticed. The school noticed. At first, it was side eyes and some attitude. Then came the rumors. Just as the drama became unbearable, her world crashed, her parents died on the same day.  She had to move in with an aunt who she barely knew.  She stopped going to school, because the pain became unbearable. When she finally returned to school, the tone changed. There were new whispers, but only about her. To the girls like Claire and her group, Ivy was a pity seeker. She was beautiful, quiet, soft, so obviously, they thought she was faking it. Especially when the boys, including Liam, started being nice to her. Even her best friend, Sophia, changed after a new girl, Maya, showed up. Soon, Sophia turned against her, started acting mean. Another betrayal. Ivy was losing people faster than she could have ever imagined. And when her aunt suggested going to therapy, Ivy finally cracked. Ivy didn’t ask to be strong, she was shoved into it. She wasn’t eased into being strong, wasn’t given the time to learn, or grow into it. She learned to talk back. She learned to slap back, literally. When Sophia humiliated her in public, Ivy hit back without apology. But that didn’t mean Ivy was suddenly strong on the inside. She still cried when she was alone. Still felt broken. This isn’t some perfect girl story. Ivy’s not a superhero. She’s just trying to make it through each day without falling apart. She’s just trying to breathe without breaking. And maybe, somewhere in all that mess, she’ll find her own kind of peace.

When fate brings Zara and Ryland back together, they must confront the lies that drove them apart and the prophecy that binds them together—will their love be enough to overcome the danger that threatens to destroy them?

I was a keeper of many secrets, and I have been for a long time. Secrets that I can't ever share with the world because if I did, it would not only put me in danger but everyone I care about. I had given up the life that had taken so much from me, well, so I thought, but when the man that ruined everything for me showed back up, I don't have a choice but to get back into it. One more target and I will be free, that is what I keep telling myself. I have done this before; it won't be the first life that I have taken. I was hoping it would be the last. If I knew at the time, my target would be the man I was slowly falling for. I would have found a way to get out of it. But now I was in too deep, and I can't do anything about it, well so I thought. It turns out I am not the only one with dark secrets, and between us, it would be those dark secrets that would help change both our lives forever. Co-wrote with Emma-Louise

She stared at him with hooded eyes, heated breaths mingling in the air between them, "If you agree to this, there's no turning back." His fingers dug into the curve of her ass and she mewled helplessly, "So tell me, flower. Do you agree?" As she gazed into his dark orbs, a fiery passion ignited within her chest. She wanted this, wanted him. But most all, she wanted to forget. "Yes," She replied breathlessly, pressing her bare breasts into his hard chest, "Yes, I agree." *********** Aurora is the perfect little princess, or so everyone thinks. She is smart, beautiful, a ballet prodigy and is also from an affluent family. All her life, Aurora has always been told what to do, how to act and even down to what she should eat. Her overbearing mother constantly dictates how she should live her life. In the eyes of everyone, she is little miss perfect. But little did they know, she was hiding a secret. A big one. And it came in the form of a devilishly handsome boxer.

Marianna tries to run from her past to start over but surprises along the way force her to confront her demons.

Isabella, an aspiring young artist looking for any opportunity to become famous and rich and prove to her parents that you can make a living being an artist and being a doctor is not the only way, until she meets Noah knight who offers her an opportunity to make her art famous in exchange for a contract marriage with him. Will their fake marriage blossom into something beautiful, making the two believe in love again or will the several obstacles such as Isabel’s past come back to hunt her, Noah’s inner demons swallow them whole?

Dragons hoard gold. Korth the Dread hoards last words. Hidden above the clouds, his vast archive holds the final truths of kings, liars, and killers—sealed in glass, never meant to be heard. Because a single sentence, spoken at the wrong time, can start a war. When a vial is found empty, Korth faces the impossible: someone hasn’t stolen a last word… they’ve become it. Now a stranger walks the world carrying a dead king’s final truth along with his memories, his will… and his thirst for justice. If that truth is spoken, a kingdom will fall. With only a sharp-tongued human accountant at his side, Korth descends from his mountain to hunt what was never meant to live again. Because in a world built on fragile lies, the most dangerous thing isn’t power. It’s the truth.

Life is full of mysteries and secrets. Each and everyone in their life have their own secrets to save oneself or others. In this story, our heroine Lara had her own secrets which will make up her future with the right person. What is her secrets???? Who is that right person????....... Lets begin our story!!!!!!

I was setting up a weekend shopping list on the tablet my husband had just replaced for our home system. A notification popped up. He had forgotten to log out of a shared, encrypted family calendar— one I didn’t recognize. There was only one unfamiliar profile photo. I tapped it. A list titled “My Little Princess – Personal Notes” filled the screen. My Little Princess doesn’t drink alcohol—only mineral water or herbal tea. No late nights. She needs absolute quiet to sleep. She gets anxious easily—keep fresh white lilies in the house and her favorite vanilla chocolates on hand. I scrolled slowly, my expression unreadable. The final entry was bolded. Highlighted. “Next Wednesday: take my Little Princess to choose her wedding crown.” I closed the screen. Then I picked up my phone and called my husband. “Love,” I said gently. “Does your Little Princess prefer a classic European bridal crown… or something more traditional? I thought I could help you choose.”