The Secrets Of My Life Novels & Stories

I said and ran to our original room. I carried my suitcase on the table and opened it. I forgot to transfer my clothes here in the cabinet. I saw my secret cellphone in the compartment. Jessica didn't know about this one. I only used it whenever I was on the field, doing my secret agent life. I saw some texts and calls. I scanned it and opened a text from Jacob. He already got his first assignment. Lucky bastard. I turn off the phone and hide it again in the compartment of my luggage.

To be completely abandoned by the people who were supposed to love me broke something inside of me that might never be repaired. Then I met Eli. He knew that I was an orphan. I told him, but I never told him about the things that happened to me in the orphanage. I guess that is one of the reasons I fell for him. Eli never pushed me into anything. Not even the marriage contract. I sigh as I realize he never pushed me because he also had secrets he was hiding from me. There is probably a lot more than just his affair. Now I carry a huge secret. I sigh as I make my way back into the garden of the bed-and-breakfast.

I can not believe that I confused one of my many secrets to probably the biggest bitch at this school. Hopefully, I do not spill anymore. I think to myself But I know that living on an island literally called Greges island many more secrets will come out and it may start a war.

And then, buzz. My phone lit up on the nightstand. I blinked at it, heart already sinking. Unknown number. One message. “Secrets do not stay hidden forever.” The screen glowed in the dark, cold and merciless. I sat up, chest pounding, the pillow wet with tears. And for the first time, I was not sure which terrified me more; losing Micah, or being exposed to the world.

“Goddess, everyone is going to know about the worst parts of my life now aren’t they? I didn’t want them to know!” I didn’t want to cry but before I know it I am. Not a sad crying but angry tears. Angry at the way my secrets just got taken from me and my private pain is now laid open for all to see. I don’t think it will take much for people to get the whole story of my life before. “They’re hoping people find out about my last 4 years and then they can say that drove me mad aren’t they.” I say realising something “that’s why such an emphasis was placed on making sure everyone knew the full name I was in the asylum under.”

“I mean, look at you. You look way over thirty—you’re old enough so don't play dumb. Be realistic. A guy like that—tall, fit, loaded—how many men fit that standard? And you really thought…” She bursts into laughter. “You thought the best he could do was you?” My frown deepen. “I don’t want to have this conversation. Excuse me.” I stand to leave, but she yanks me back. “I’m not done with you, fatty. Don’t run away like some emotional little girl. Listen carefully—I want you out of his life for good. Oh, and did I mention he owns a secret p**n company? That’s where his money comes from. Can’t you see I’m saving you the embarrassment? Or do you want to see your bathroom and sex tape on one of h

“Excuse me?” “Your deal,” she said. “Your angle. What are you trying to get out of this.” “I-I don’t understand.” She leaned forward slowly, her eyes hardening as she said, “This isn’t going to be a picnic, love. This is war. If you think this is going to be easy, think again. You’re about to have your entire life torn apart, bit by bit, and leaving the naked, ugly truth for the entire world to see. All of your carefully crafted secrets, all those little intimate moments that were only between you and your husband, they’ll be ripped apart in a courtroom and you’ll have nothing left to hide. Are you really up for that?”

Life’s karma really doesn’t miss, does it? If you were Melissa, would you keep the results secret or use them as your weapon? Choose carefully — secrets have a way of burning down empires. Yours in plotting, Zera

"Do you have any secrets, Tamara?" The question sent a jolt of unease through me. My mind immediately went to my rebirth, the fact that he killed my parents in my past life, my weird monsterish bloodlust, the many other things I had kept hidden from everyone, even Dante. But I couldn’t tell him that. Not now. Not when everything between us was going so well. I forced a laugh, shaking my head. "Me? Secrets? No way. I’m an open book." He narrowed his eyes at me playfully. "You sure about that?"

"Her books was published It's all nice! I read the story of My Life is miserable, almost all of her stories, only the new book. I didn't read it because I didn't know that she have released a new story." "You're so noisy, Arche! Just turn off the TV and then just tell the whole story! Bro, be quiet there, is that a clear, trouble maker?" Jasper said to Arche and their companions laughed, except for Haru, who suddenly spoke. "The only difference between the two is that they are very simple. In this story of my life is miserable, Her life are without happiness, she would rather disappear from the world she live in. Because she will not experience of joy. She experiences sadness, pain, and fr