Their Dirty Little Secret Novels & Stories

Althea Everyone had secrets. Some were harmless—like dropping someone’s toothbrush in the toilet and pretending nothing happened, copying someone’s homework, or even paying someone else to do their work and passing it off as their own. Others … well, others were far darker. The kind that could ruin lives, destroy families. The kind that could get someone killed. There were all kinds of secrets people carried. Matthias was no exception.

She gasped trying to understand how I knew their dirty little secrets. It was a good thing I love dirty secrets and I was going to be unfolding them as time goes on. I chuckled, leaving her to the imagery of secrets hovering in her face.

Every word landed like a stone in still water, rippling outward into territories I didn't want to examine. "Dallas might be head over heels," Hazel continued, "might look at you and see someone worth crying over. But I don't. I see a man with secrets and blood on his clothes and a family that reeks of something rotten." She paused, letting it sink in. "She's my best friend. She's all I have. And you're going to destroy her without even meaning to." The bathroom faucet shut off. We both heard it, the sudden silence pressing down like a hand.

This time, she sat. The leather was expensive. Everything in this room probably costs more than her monthly salary. Adrian took his seat across from her and slid a thick folder across the desk. “What’s that?” she asked. “Your lifeline.” She opened it cautiously. Legal language greeted her. Dense. Precise. Intimidating. “NDA?” she asked. “Yes.” “Plural?” “Yes.” She flipped pages, eyes widening. “Non-disclosure, non-disparagement, media conduct—are you serious?”

We all met up in Zahra’s room since she was the only one who didn’t care if someone ate on the bed, while the rest of us hated even the littlest bit of dirt on our sheets. “So, what’s this new piece of gossip that’s got you so excited,” Our family dynamics were pretty simple to understand, Henrik and Ava preferred to seduce and steal, while Zahra and I preferred to do the dirty and logical work, neither team told the other what to do or how to do it and perhaps that’s why we all worked so well together.

“if this is your way of starting a fight between me and my sister, then it’s not working.” “Starting a fight?” what does she take me for? I do not want to start a fight, I want to start a war between them. “You know, I have no evidence that you are a part of the murder, but I have every evidence I need against Vera which was why she shared your little secret with me.” Veronica’s eyes narrowed. “and I know that your little secret is enough to send you to jail.” “My little secret?” she is trying so hard not to panic. “What little secret are you talking about? I do not have any secret.” She bit her lower lips. “at least not one that can send me to jail.’”

Just now, it striked me as kinda unfair given that the cameras would be around much more than David would be, but hey. As I climbed out of his truck without so much as a good-bye and slammed the door, I reminded myself again. I agreed to this. THIS IS THE END OF DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS BOOK SERIES 1. THE NEXT SERIES WILL BE UPDATED SOON KEEP CHECKING AND SUPPORT ME.

My head was swirling with different thoughts, fear creeping down my spine. I couldn't help but think; what was she up to? Does she plan to expose my little dirty secret? “Fuck,” I muttered.

Aaron was questioned by Tom. "It's all right! I have two friends who are wonderful people, "Aaron said, and I smiled because he had made new friends. "Honestly, I'm glad you're not like me; you'll be successful, and I promise I won't let you become like me," I admitted as I felt the Humvee move and buckled Aaron's seat belt. "I want to show you something dad, mom doesn't know, so let's keep it a secret," Aaron whispered, surprising me.

Richard dropped heavily into his chair. I dragged the thin material down my body while he sat there watching me, still completely out of breath. For a moment, neither of us said anything. Then— “Our little secret?” he asked. I looked at him. Of course it was. I definitely couldn’t walk into Lila’s bedroom and announce that I’d just fucked her husband while she’d been sleeping down the hall. That would destroy her. Whatever Richard and I had just started, she could never know about it. And strangely enough, I already knew this wasn’t going to be the last time.