The Secret Circle Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I had deceived them both, weaving a web of lies that now threatened to unravel completely. The door creaked open, and I turned my gaze to the figure entering the room. It was Cullen, his face etched with a mix of concern and confusion. He approached cautiously, his steps measured, as if unsure of his place in this shattered reality we now found ourselves in. "Brielle," he said softly, his voice carrying a mixture of hurt and longing. "I don't even know where to begin. How could you keep such a monumental secret from me?" I struggled to find the words, my throat dry and my mind racing. "Cullen, I... I never intended for things to become so complicated. I was trapped, drowning in a sea of desp

How do I become the true Alpha without the power of a full harvest? “Look into it immediately,” I tell Liam. We will need to head to our secret warehouse on the west side of town as soon as possible, as this is where we have hidden our magic circle deep in the basement of our most secure warehouse. The circle is our only way to enter our world.

He took a gander at Robert and inquired, "Do you really want me to give a point by point clarification about the other two understudies?" Robert gestured. "Simply sit back and relax. Selina is an accomplished official. She knows what to say and what not to say." Luke gestured. "Aside from George Joshua, her authority sweetheart, Michelle was additionally near Boris P**e and Lorde Terry, the two individuals from the football club. Goodness, Boris is a hostile gatekeeper while Lorde is a quarterback." Selina clicked her tongue and said, "This Michelle… sure has wide inclinations." Luke was delivered dumbfounded.

I don't know what came to my mind; I reached for her face and caressed her cheek using my thumb. "I don't know. After all the kindness you showed to me tonight, I really want to keep you but keeping you will cause you so much trouble. If Cassy found out that you helped me, she will go after you." She closed her eyes, feeling my warm hand to her face "But... I want you to keep me." It shook me hearing that from her. "How about your heart, Lily? I'm worried about you." "We can become friends secretly, right? Jenny, I don't know if you feel the same way but I felt a strong connection between us."

EVELYN’S POV I make my way through the dimly lit private room of the club, itching to get my mind off work. I left Evelyn Harper at the entrance of the club, and now, only Mistress V remains, a confident woman in latex and a mask covering my face. This is my escape, after a day of being the invisible secretary who fetches coffee and schedules meetings for the most terrifying man in the city, I can be Mistress V. I can finally be seen, I can give out orders. This is why I love Mistress V, she lives a life that is opposite to mine, and when I’m her, I forget the hell I live through as Evelyn.

Just like how I was with Apollo, the gorgeous man lying next to me, wearing sunglasses. It was obvious that over the past months, the two of us had our disagreements, our silly arguments, but we always knew how to fix things and come back to each other. He had this talented habit of making me give in, and that had become my favorite habit. With each passing day, I felt more fulfilled. No one knew about us yet, and he was the secret I forced myself to keep. We had places only the two of us knew where to hide from the chaos out there. And when it was just me and him, that was my whole world. "I know I'm totally and completely irresistible, Mia. But do you want to tell me what you're thinking?"

I poured the dark coffee into a Styrofoam cup, waiting for it to reach just below the brim. "Well, I don't know exactly... But I have a theory that... I can't share." He looked. Way to be cryptic. "I made a promise." I walked away, finding a small circular, high table with seats for two. Damon followed close behind. "You're not supposed to keep secrets from me. That is the nature of our relationship." I chuckled. Relationship? I guess that's what this was. A forced relationship. Lately, it didn't seem that way. I wanted to talk to Damon. It felt like an actual friend relationship, not forced at all.

"Kieran, you took your stepsister's virginity at 21 years old, and you've been with her for five years now. Aren't you going to give her a title?" My hand froze on the handle. My chest tightened, and my breath hitched. Throughout the five years of my secret relationship with Kieran, I was constantly longing for the day we could be out in the open together. The room went quiet as everyone turned toward the corner. Kieran gave a dry chuckle. As he flicked his lighter, the orange flame danced across his sharp features.

"Have you checked with her yet?" "Silver?" I frowned, not recalling that name in my memories. "Silvia Moon…the woman who used to be the previous Alpha of the Secret Circle before Lilac showed up?" "Wait, since when are they friends?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowing in surprise. Del had this knack for dropping bombshells in the middle of a conversation, and this was no exception. "Since Lilac joined the Secret Circle," Del replied casually, as though it was the most normal thing in the world.

"The right daughter." I looked at the key. At the weight of forty years pressed into a small piece of brass. "What happens when I open it?" "The Circle falls. Every name, every account, every secret they've been hiding for generations—exposed. But you—" She paused. "You become what they've been hunting. The woman who destroyed them. They'll never stop. They'll never forgive. They'll hunt you and your daughter and her daughter until the end of time." "Is that what my mother wanted?"