Unknown Lover Bl Novels & Stories

"Yes, nice meeting you..." "Hael, Hael Leal. Uh, by the way, this is just exclusively for you. If you need something, ask that is related to my story or you can't understand some of the words, you can ask me personally. Here." he gave a piece of paper. "Thank you for reading, Unexpected Love. That is my first romance mystery/thriller story." he sincerely said. "Hey, are you insane? You’re smiling by yourself." said Ran while sitting beside his bed.

About you, Jojo or shall I say, Josephine Dukes. My fingers hover over the keyboard. Who is this bitch??? Unknown: You aren't Vongov’s first Victim. Me: What happened? Unknown: Do this, then you can decide whether to trust me or not. Seek him out and agree to his demands. Me: Already done that. Unknown: He refused Unknown: Didn't he? My hands shake as I type. Me: Who are you? Unknown: Someone who was once in your position and paid dearly for it. Me: You were his muse? Unknown: His first Muse. What. The. Fuck

Whoever this person was he had lied to me previously about his identity. Unknown: I know you read the message. What is wrong? Loneliness can be a disease. When you have no one to talk to, you talk to whoever offers you their time. In my case, it was the wrong caller. Me: You lied. I pouted, holding the phone tightly between my hands and watching him type. Unknown: About what? Me: You are not Jace. Unknown: Ahan. Me: So who are you? I wanted to know so that I can block whoever this person was. Or maybe it was an excuse to have something else to think about and divert my mind from mayor.

Instead, it was from an unknown number. Unknown: Spend the night in the house and discover the monster you’ve been living with. Aurelia stared at the screen, confusion washing over her. The words sent a chill down her spine. She quickly tried replying, but the message wouldn’t deliver. She connected her phone to her work laptop at her desk and tried tracing the sender, but the person had masked their location expertly. No luck. She sighed, waving it off as some weird prank, but the message lingered in her mind like a shadow. She knew almost nothing about Ronan, his past, his pack, the full extent of his darkness. The curiosity gnawed at her.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a lot on my mind." She nodded, but I could tell she wasn't entirely convinced. "You know, there are rumors about Logan. They say he only has secret lovers and that many people know about his breakup, but no one knows who the woman is. It's a hot topic because everyone's curious about his choice of a girlfriend." The mention of secret lovers and the mystery surrounding his relationships made me surprised. I didn't think that such rumors are all related to me. I tried to keep my expression neutral, but I could not help to have my eyes a bit widened.

I really hope I could feel him for days. I remembered how intense last night was and my face grew hot. That was the first time I had passed out during sex, and honestly? I wanted to again. I fixed something simple for myself and moved back to the room, sitting on the bed, and finally picked up my phone. I had only one text, and it was from an unknown number. My blood went cold as I read the text over and over. “Want to know what your lover is? The kind of monster he is? Then take the next flight to the States.”

TO UNKNOWN NUMBER: Who are you? FROM UNKNOWN: By noon tomorrow, I'll be sending pictures and videos of you and your lover to a very close friend of his. I can assure you that it's eventually going to get to Alice but I'm going to give you a chance to do the right thing and you only have until the end of today to assure me that you'll stop sleeping with him. Be smart enough to go around with men that want you instead of going around with married men. This message in particular confused me quite a bit, especially the last part. The person seemed to be someone I knew and I just couldn't figure out who this person could be because none of the people that I knew would be silly enough to do someth

Conversations with old acquaintances and chance encounters with estranged relatives revealed fragments of the truth, painting a picture of a love that had endured against all odds. As I delved deeper into the past, I discovered that my mother's lover had suffered a similar fate, manipulated and betrayed by his own family. His name was Gabriel, a man whose path had crossed with mine once before but had remained shrouded in secrecy until now. With each revelation, my connection to Gabriel grew stronger, a magnetic pull that defied logic and reason. It was as if our fates were inexorably intertwined, destined to unravel the secrets of our shared past and forge a new path forward.

And going to meet the man without letting them know was something that would infuriate them more than anything else. I was walking into a known tricky situation. It might even be a trap from him, and I needed to be careful. My phone dinged with an incoming message and I picked it up to check who sent it. Unknown: North of the pack, after the last house. I will be in the woods waiting for you. P. S You can call me Lover. Mr Lover seems more appropriate, don't you think so?

And he saw the book that the guy was reading earlier with a name handwritten below. “Joseff Uller Anderson Nieverro, hmm what a very nice name. Is it yours?” he asked without thinking and Joseff upon hearing his full name looks at the guy beside him wondering how the hell did that guy know his name. Well, even if he admits it or not he knows that he is quite popular in their school but being him, he did not mind it all.