The Secret Of Heart Novels & Stories

Drake said. Heart remembered her situation, lying to Cullen and intending not to tell Dimitri about her being a stripper-sex worker. She then twisted her neck and looked at Drake. “Sir, will the secret be forever a secret? Will that be possible that we can bury a secret forever?” Heart asked.

All Hearts! "

Nothing is ever taking her from me, ever. **Ruby** "Yes, I'm sorry. I have never told that to anyone, not even Haven." I don't want him to leave. There's something about him that brings out my trust. I know he will keep me safe no matter what. "Do not apologize for how you feel." He kissed my forehead again. My whole body heats up when he touches me. "Haven doesn't know that I’m half shifter, no one knows that either." He was staring into my eyes. It was like he could see all of me, every thought and every secret. I just hope he can't see my most painful secret.

SUMMARY I have a secret. I’m in love with my best friend, but I’ve never told her. Sharing feelings is right up there with all-time terrible things. Instead of saying it, I show her how I feel every day. I watch Big Brother with her. We have scary movie night. I hold her hair when she’s puking. That’s love in my books. Only…she’s not been the same recently, and I don’t know how to fix it. I hope she knows I'd do anything for her.

He said to her and her heart missed a beat at the thought. “I can only do the little I can, so whatever secret you know you have, …” He said. “I don’t have any secrets.” She snapped at him and he could say no more.

He knows..... William pov Getting home I saw the package Nathaniel was talking about. I opened it and it was a picture of I and Jade on our first date. On top was written: I know your secret. Shit! He knows! Is that why he is intentionally keeping Jade around? To hurt us? Does he know that I was the one who drove the car? I didn't waste anytime, I rushed to my former work place to check the case again. Was he at the scene? If he was why didn't he say anything?

It Runs In The Family Thalia What the actual fuck???? Thalia was making her way through the dream scape, throwing her secret message around like fucking confetti when she sensed something so alluring she knew it had to be some kind of gift from the gods. It was warmth, it was like chocolate fucked peanut butter then rolled in Carmel, sex on fire. It was a hum that made her toes curl a bit. So..she ran to it. not walked but...ran. She could hear things more clearly now, she was stepping into somewhere new, and somewhere new had a deep husky voice mumbling something, grunting quiet moans.

But I existed in two worlds now, one public, one secret. I finished the calculations for the Spencer project, triple-checking totals, formatting, and projections. Everything aligned. Accuracy mattered more than ever. Evening arrived. LA streets glimmered with sunset reflections on glass towers. I packed my things carefully, laptop bag over one shoulder, coat draped across my arm. Every step was measured. Every breath is calculated. The world outside didn’t know, couldn’t know, about the secret in me. A life conceived without intimacy, without romance, yet undeniably mine to protect and guide. Virgin, professional, pregnant. A paradox I carried with solemn pride and quiet fear.

A story that makes my heart twist in betrayal at the secrecy again. A story of him knowing.

My heart ached, already missing Matt’s usual cheerful texts. Flopping onto the bed, I replayed the events of the ball, allowing myself to bask in the memories of the dance… The way Matt’s eyes lit up every time he looked at me, the feeling of his hand in mine, and the softness of his lips when he kissed me. But the magic was short-lived. Reality crept in, reminding me of the difficult decision I had made to keep my secret safe. It wasn’t fair. But then, life rarely was. I just hoped that one day, I would find a way to live without fear, without secrets, and without regrets.