The Secrets Of My Life Novels & Stories

In my kiss is everything I want him to know The End read on a similar Billionaire Story of His Secret Obsession book 2

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.

After Peter sent three big gifts, Sadie said yes, excited. She told him they could meet at the music festival at the end of the month, where she was studying at the music academy. I got a chill, feeling like something bad was going to happen. A popularity list came out before the music festival. Carl was third, and his girlfriend Sadie, known for her beauty and sweet voice, was second. The top spot went to Hank Morgan, a star student from Future Tech University. I was fourth. People were curious to see me, the girl with the not-so-pretty face, without any tricks to hide behind.

He pretended not to know what I was talking about. “Can we not do this here, please? This is a public place. I don't intend to talk about it right now. It ain't worthy to be talked about,” the doctor whispered to me. He tried his best to make the conversation secretive. It wasn't something I was familiar with. We seemed to shade different ideologies Unlike him, I wanted the whole world to know the kind of beast Angela is. “Angela has been having sex outside our marriage. I just found out from the Doctor that Kelly isn't my biological son,” I revealed to everyone.

“My bed is on the far side. You can keep the one in the middle empty and choose the other one. I would recommend that…” He didn’t wait for me to respond before he walked out, shutting the door behind him, leaving me alone. I released a breath before I could stop myself, my hands trembling. Ezekiel knew something. I could feel it in the way he looked at me, like he was already peeling back the layers of my disguise. And if he did, if he uncovered my secret, I wouldn’t be the only one in danger. I sank onto the edge of the bed, letting the fear wash over me for just a moment. I had to be careful. I had to be perfect. Because here, in the Alpha Academy, mistakes were more than just dangerous.

He had to be answering orders from someone above himself. I walked over to the restroom, taking easy breaths. All these secrets were going to be the end of me at this point. I showered for a long time, the hot water setting me at ease. I knew there was more I needed to do-like plan out how I was going to live the rest of my life on the run-but at this moment, it was hard to force myself back to reality. As the water began to get cold, I set the knobs to hot only, a burst of hot water splashing on my back. It was so intense, I moved the showerhead away from me, gasping out in pain.

Quietly, I asked, "Joan, do you know why I got my hands on Jonathan's riches in my previous life? Yes, my obedience played a part, but knowing all their dirt was another. "Jonathan had AIDS. His dad got it from one of Jonathan's parties as well. I never let Jonathan sleep with me in our whole marriage. When I found out about his… condition, I agreed to have an IVF baby with Jonathan to keep the Pearson bloodline running. The riches? They were for my baby. "I suggest you focus on the Pearsons. Coming after me is just going to be a waste of your precious little time." Then, I smiled, went back up the stage, and held hands with Gilbert. Our fingers were entwined.

Life. Did I have a little life starting inside me? Everyone seemed to think so. The idea of the three of them discussing me like some kind of lab rat still made me see red. Secrets again. Ethan knew I did not do secrets. I just cannot handle them and I doubt I would ever be able to. When I am the last to know things, even if they are small, it takes me right back to that moment when I first saw the video of me on that pool table being... fucked like I was nothing but trash. Worthless. Ugly. So very ugly. It's my hang-up. My cross to bear. I hope there comes a day when I can close the lid on that Pandora's box and keep it closed, but it's not happened yet. Since meeting Ethan the lid has been

"I apologize if I am out of line. It just seems that way to me." I turned to face him. "And why would you think that?!" "Your reaction and the fact that you became Cameryn Gallagher a short while after your children were born," Dimitri replied. The words slithered in my throat, begging to come out. That was the thing about secrets. It hated being kept. I blinked to hide the fact that tears were pooling around my eyes. "I am not running from anyone. So please stop digging into my life, you are nothing but a stranger."

the lie left my lips smoothly, "Jennifer Hills. What about you?" He bit his lip bottom lip, "Quentin Whitlock." Our drinks were placed on the bar in front of us, the sound distracting us for a mere second. I grabbed the glass and brought it to my lips as he continued to speak, "I'm thirty seven. What about you, doll? You cannot be older than eighteen." "I'm flattered," I batted my eyelashes, letting out a fake chuckle as I did so, "I'm actually twenty eight." Again, that was a lie. I was only twenty but be didn't need to know that now, did he?