Novel & Cerita You're The Only One I've Told

for my earnings I have to work and there is no looking back or two way puzzle . Well where are you going ? are you too going alone ? Vickii- well even I am .. yeah you are right , I am all alone and to the fact , I chose this path and I am not a child like you ..listen kiddo , I really don’t know what’s going on but you should at least know someone ..after all you are going all alone to the city ..well may I know what happened , why are you in this condition ? who is responsible for this?

And I was the only one who knew that the confession I had heard was not a secret shared. It was a message delivered.

"You — please — I belong to you—" "And will you let anyone else touch you?" "No." She shook her head desperately. "No, Damien. Never. I won't — I promise — please—" "Who," he said softly, his lips brushing her jaw, "is the only one who gets to have you?" "You." The word came out like a prayer. "Only you. You and no one else — Damien—" The vibrator roared back to life. His fingers began to move. Hard. Deep. Relentless. His pace climbed and she stopped forming words entirely — there was nothing left but sensation and his name and the headboard rattling above her and the coil inside her pulling so tight she couldn't breathe—

Something with the way he said it sounded like he was telling the truth. “Werewolf?” I questioned “ I thought that only exists in stories,” “Yeah, Humans have a way of lying to themselves once they find out they are not the superior species on this planet,” Michael replied casually. “If what you say is true, how come I have never encountered one,” I asked. “Oh, you have. Every single day of your life, we live amongst your kind,” He smirked. “Show me,” He walked up to me and leaned in closer, when he was inches away from my face, he asked “Are you sure sweetheart,”

“Don’t tell me I’m the only one.” You aren’t.

The message contained only one sentence: "The person who ruined your life is closer than you think."

* I stared at the screen, my stomach dropping somewhere south of the sofa entirely. *"I didn't tell anyone. Rhett, I swear to you, I didn't say a single word. Not Amara, not Dylan, not my own mother. Nobody."* *"Then explain it to me. Because it wasn't Sophie, she's terrified of her own father finding out let alone mine. And it wasn't me."* *"I don't know how it got out. But it wasn't me."* *"You're the only other person who knew, Nova."*

his voice is almost pleading. I nodded, couldn’t utter a single word. I feel so stuffed but I couldn’t let it all out because I like feeling this way. I love feeling all these emotions. “Say it. I want to hear you say it.” I wanted him to just kiss me and take me without questions because I couldn’t open my mouth and tell him that he’s the only one. I’m so indulged and, fuck, I’m so close to reaching something. “Please…” I don’t know how I managed to speak. I took a deep breath. “You’re the only one.” I hitched and I shivered on my release.

You’re my brother’s best friend. I didn’t say a single one.

When I opened it there was only one line. Now you know the truth. And it changes everything.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​