The Secret Saturdays Novels & Stories

“I feel like such a dirty slut… but I love it. I love how you use me.” Liam kissed her forehead. “Good. Because we’re doing this again tomorrow.” Serena smiled softly, even as fresh guilt flickered in her eyes. “Tyler will be home soon. We should clean up.” But as they got dressed, she already knew she’d be texting him again the moment she had the chance. Their dangerous secret was getting deeper… and nastier.

It bore no return address, only her name in elegant, looping script: Eloise. The instructions were simple: Midnight. The old Hammam on Cedar Lane. Knock three times. Present this. It was her passport to whispered rumors, to the most exclusive and clandestine circle in the city: The Secret Sauna Club. Eloise had heard the tales, of course. A place where the city’s elite shed not just their clothes, but their morals, their inhibitions, their very civility. Membership was not bought; it was bestowed. And the perks, it was said, were beyond imagination. She arrived precisely at the witching hour, her heart a frantic drum against her ribs, a simple silk wrap dress her only armor. The Hammam was a

|Athena's POV| Life has always treated me like a fucking rag doll, throwing me here and there. However, my whole fucked up life changed when Alessio Romano came knocking at my door on a Thursday night. He was so blunt with the news he had to give me and I kind of appreciated him for it. Anyway, that's a story for another day. For now, let me focus on my target who was about to enter a club named 'The Howl of the girl' which was a funny and a stupid name at the same time.

Maverick said, "what do you think Jimmy, does it look gloomy?" Whitney asked. " It looks amazing, it will look cute on Aunt Lena" he agreed. Maverick frowned, what's wrong with him today? He has been doing the unimaginable. "Are you okay? Did I offend you? You can tell Daddy anything" Maverick persuades him to confide in him. " Daddy, can you keep a secret?" He asks and Maverick nodded. *** " Ann are you alright? You don't look alright, you look gloomy" Ann's mom who goes by the name Jane, asked.

She's not thinking about those possibilities. "Rest assured. But mind you, you can't just tell anyone that secret. Who knows, you've been on their hands, ready to smashed you until you'll bleed to death. So..." I trailed off, her expression doesn't ever change. She's tough and clever. "Just a piece of advice, protect what's yours as they can't. Hide what's needed to hide" *** "And next! The battle of Sinners and our new challenger, Hell's Duo!" I glanced at the girl beside me when the announcer called us by our name. "Are you scared?" I teased her, she glared at me but then she smirks.

Chad cleared his throat. “They can ask all the questions that they want, it doesn’t mean I have to answer them.” Mya looked at Chad. Everyone had a lie or secret. It was naïve to think otherwise. In the case of Amy, she had one skeleton in her closet. To say that Mya was after revenge wouldn’t be wrong. Everyone needed to be taught a lesson. Secrets broke families and friendships. It made no sense to have them. If everyone could be honest the world would be a better place.

He then twists his ankle after tripping on a broken floorboard. “You can never go back…” Van freezes on his spot, eyes scanning the vicinity to locate the source of the demonic voice. “Don’t play tricks on me,” he shouted. Bullies in school always do this to him, and he learned to play dirty after someone attempted to throw him in the locker… School… Bullies… Yes! How he could forget it? He and his friends attend this school where you can find a restricted hallway… “The door,” Van said as one by one memories starts to come back, “there is a door somewhere here that will take you to a secret world.”

I smile. " You've got a secret, no?" " Mr King" he called. " There's a charity event that my dad's company is hosting next week. The people gathered at that event aren't the kind of people that are easily accessible to you, come to the event to make some connections and....." I tried making some suggestions. " I'm not certain as to how long the connections made that way would last." He said with a straight face. " Speak comfortably. You're making me feel like the pushy one. I'm trying to be friends,but you're playing hard to get. Last time when you barged in with a warrant, in my office the other time,I'll close my eyes and forget it for you." I smiled.