The Heroines Secret Novels & Stories

painful. "Don't be sorry....if you just forgot" again, he stared at my wrist before grabbing it and drag me away from the gloomy atmosphere, I heard slow crackles behind me, perhaps it's Kervin. Looking at the broad back of Hero, he looks so stern and strong but I felt that deep inside the heart of Alyana knew his weakness and secrets. It is hard to unravel truths, it takes time to unfold them. But I realized today that it is harder to pretend to know the truth even if you really don't. Most particularly when other individuals are affected by the act. By the act which I call as deceit.

The girls instantly start whispering about him. "Hero and his mom recently moved here from Korea, I know you'll make him feel welcomed. And I hope you stay on your best behavior." "Yes ma'am." He says with a smirk. "Now, do we have any volunteers to show Hero around?" Our teacher asks but half of the females put their hands up. "Ladies please, keep your hormones in check." She says rolling her eyes making a majority of the class giggle. "How about you Naomi?" She asks smiling at me."

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION The characters, settings, and ideas in this work are purely fictional. Any resemblance is only a coincidence. THE HEIRESS: (Book 1: HER SECRET MISSION) ©plume alter (Ricki Ryce) Published on Goodnovel (2020). THE ORDEAL ∞≠∞ Tiffany was determined to join the brotherhood.

challenged Hera, sensing there’s a catch to her statements. Sheels smirked. She jumped to the bed and sat closer to Hera. As she raised her hand to wave the curtain of Hera’s hair covering her face, Hera’s reflex activated and her hands clenched on Sheels’s wrists, her nail digging deeper into her flesh, but she did not flinch. “What’s your secret, little beast?” Sheels whispered dangerously. An insulting smile unseen by Sheels carved her face. “But I thought you knew? Didn’t you say your psyche plane can’t be deceived?”

The two locked eyes for a few seconds nevertheless Hero looked away first turning to his father. "I'll head to my office first I have things to do," he went off without waiting for a reply. Jules's gaze trailed after him until he disappeared before she also excused herself. Jules rested her back against the door the moment walked into her room, heaving a deep sigh. How long was she going to keep what had happened between Hero and herself a secret. Jules blushed as she recalled what'd happened between them, stifling a scream with a hand over her mouth. I shouldn't be thinking about it. She said to herself yet she couldn't stop herself from doing so...

This was her journey, and she needed to tread carefully. Each night, after everyone had settled into their routines, she would retreat to her room. The soft glow of her bedside lamp illuminated her workspace, where the documents lay spread out like pieces of a complex puzzle. She meticulously organized everything: the newspaper clippings, the letter to her mother, and the photographs. It felt like a clandestine operation, and the thrill of discovery fueled her determination. Her first course of action was to learn more about the allegations against Hero’s parents and the mysterious accident. She started with online research, diving into archives of old newspapers and forums where whispers of

“She’s… a woman,’’ someone broke the silence. Dozens of eyes stared at me in shock. My naked skin felt like fire under their gaze. My secret… was no longer a secret. Raven was revealed to the world.

“Because when I woke up and you weren’t there, it felt like losing something I hadn’t even dared hope for.” Her throat clenched. Her eyes stung. She didn’t cry. Not yet. But maybe she believed him. And in that impossible breath of silence, Aria Hartfield, healer, background figure, barely more than a ghost in her own life, became something else. She became seen. She was chosen. Outside, the storm clouds gathered, thick, silver-edged, and patient. Neither of them noticed. Not yet. But the wind was already whispering. Of secrets. Of war.

he says. Hero. The word makes something twist inside me. I keep my face calm but inside I am thinking something else. Yeah. Hero who is about to blow up your whole world when the time comes. The secret sits heavy in my chest again. I do not know how long I can keep it. Maybe until the next scan. Maybe longer if I am lucky. Right now I just lean into him. His arm goes around my shoulders and he pulls me close like he wants to protect me from everything. I let him hold me like that.

"Ask me whatever you want to know. I'm done hiding." I looked at her—this beautiful, deadly woman who'd been forced into my life—and realized I had a choice to make. I could push her away. Keep her at arm's length. Treat her like the weapon her father had made her. Or I could try to understand. "Do you have any other secrets?" I asked. She hesitated. "Define secrets." "Things you haven't told me. Things I should know." "I like romance novels," she said. "The really cheesy ones with shirtless men on the covers."