Taisho Era Secrets Novels & Stories

I inquired, puzzled by his expression. "I thought you were going to show me the dress you were selecting," he said, his tone filled with curiosity. I offered a small smile and explained, "Well, I know this isn't the wedding we all had in mind, but it's happening nonetheless. I want to honor some of the traditions and one of them is that the groom can't see the bride's wedding dress before the wedding." Understanding dawned in Sebastian's eyes, and he nodded with a warm smile. "Of course, I respect that.”

My feelings for this woman right here, will never change. "You look so beautiful and radiant" I compliment, causing her to blush. "Thank you" "Are you back for good?" I question, hoping she's not going to leave again. "Yes, I am" I kiss her again, deeper this time, relishing in the oh-so-familiar taste of my wife's mouth. It feel like fucking ages since I kissed her, and I can't wait to make love to her, and when I start, I won't stop. "No hidden secrets?" She asks, referring to our lives five years ago "No hidden secrets" THE END.

she told him. Seriously! I'm gasping in surprise... A boy child! A freaking child! Alice has a child! A secret child apparently. Will the mysteries in the story ever end? She put him back to sleep. Now that I'm looking closely at this boy. He should be like Jimmy's age or just a little bit younger than Jimmy.

The serviteur answered. The hooded figure bowed and closed the door. Meanwhile, on the beach, a small fleet of boats loaded with sacks of soil crossed the Unknown Sea under the guise of fishing boats. As soon as they were visible from the other side of the shores, hooded figures ran to the beach and signalled them to where to dock and unload. As soon as the boats have docked. Hooded figures loaded the sacks of soil to large wheelbarrows where they hid them in a secret bunker beneath the house. The previous serviteur oversaw the transaction as all of the ships had properly unloaded every last sack and left immediately to avoid detection.

~DAMON AND ELISHA~ "How did things work out with you and your girlfriend?" Elisha asked over the phone, speaking to Damon. He didn’t understand why he had picked up the phone when he saw her name on the called I.D. If he were smart he’d be avoiding any unnecessary conversations with her. After all, she was the other woman. She was a secret that no one could find out about. Damon took a deep breath. Should he be letting her into his personal life?

Leonard must have figured me out by now. He knew I was the type who acted shy on the outside but had secret desires underneath. After a few moments of teasing, he pulled me into another round, and we kept going until we were both completely worn out. When I was ready to leave, he insisted that I did not put my underwear back on. He said he wanted to keep it as a souvenir. I did not want to, but I could not argue with him, so I just did what he said. My stockings were already torn, so I could not wear those either. I took them off and went home wearing only my skirt.

Ember Hills wasn’t exactly inviting when it came to strange couriers. The bird cocked its head and presented its leg. The seal wrapping the scroll was black wax embossed with a sigil I committed to memory long before I understood language. My mother’s calling card. Isolde Nerezza. My hands didn’t tremble when I broke it open. If they hadn’t, that would have concerned me more. The lettering underneath was encrypted, wrapped in ancient vampiric code language and political slang meant to bore anyone who wasn’t meant to see it. Trade negotiations. Whispers in Council. Simple releases of clerical oversight. Words that to me spelled out screaming.

“Scarlett, I know your secret.” As I read the text, my heart jumped. Who was this? And what did they mean by this? I quickly showed it to Vera, and her eyes widened in confusion. “Who is that? and what do they mean by this?” she gently asked, trying not to sound too loud for the others to hear. I felt uneasy while shaking my head. “I don't know,” I responded. “Maybe it’s just someone trying to joke with me, but who and at such a time?”

Viktor asked concerned. “Yes, of course. What is wrong?” Something isn’t right. I trust Viktor, I know he wouldn’t turn on me. “I have been with Ozias. I was inquiring about their telepathic connection. As I told you that is extremely rare for our kind to just develop those types of gifts so quickly. They shared a prophecy with me, an ancient one. We have not spoken or even thought of this prophecy for a millennia.” Viktor looked around making sure they were still alone.

"But- How is that even possible? Werewolves and humans cannot be mates." The Alpha sighed. Now, he had no choice but to disclose his true identity. He prayed he was not making a mistake by trusting Nathan with this information. "I'm about to tell you something no one else knows about me, and I need to you make sure it stays a secret..."