Your Secret's Safe With Me Novels & Stories

We will face the world together, and I am not afraid. My hand rests on my stomach, a subconscious reassurance. We are safe. I can feel it. We are safe. Note: More love, more secrets, more fire, don’t miss what comes next.🔥🔥

"If you let your guard down any more tha n it is now, you won't be able to keep your secret safe any longer."

I’d just slept with one of the new recruits. “No no no,” I whispered under my breath, so quietly I hoped no one else could hear. “Shit, Emily.”

“You’re safe with me.” *

"Although, it's quite unfair for you to know something very personal about me yet I don't know anything about you." "You don't have to worry about me telling anyone about this, alright? Your secret is safe with me." I smiled. "And you don't have to worry about me sharing your secret with anyone since I don't have anyone to tell." "How can I be assured of that?" "Don't tell me your name and I won't tell you mine." "That's silly, don't you think?" I do but that's the only assurance I can muster up at that moment, I didn't know that my silliness would bite me in the future.

The small secret box sat exactly where I left it. Grayson leaned closer, watching me. “Are you sure this is safe?” he asked quietly. I nodded without hesitation. “Yes, Daniel Whitman never looked here. Only me and daddy know.” Marcus stepped forward, taking photos of the hiding spot from different angles. “Backup,” he said. “If anything happens we remember this.” Jamie leaned in and whispered dramatically, “We’re good at this.” Hanna smiled warmly. “Yes, very good.” Something in my chest broke open.

Slid it under my pillow, where it lived with all my other secrets. Safe. For now.

“Stay safe then. You have a mate here who will be waiting for you” “I will. I love you all. Please don’t tell anyone else” “Don’t worry about that. The secret shall remain safe with us” “Thank you” “Shut up” * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"There's something that only Damian and I know. Something that even Lucinda, my twin, doesn't know." Freedman's eyes narrowed, intrigued. "What is it?" I hesitated, then revealed the secret. "We have a safe in our home. It's where we keep some of our most precious belongings. And the combination to open it... only Damian and I know." His expression changed, and he nodded. "I see. And what's the combination?" I smiled, feeling a sense of hope. "That's the thing. It's not just a number. It's a phrase. A phrase that Damian and I came up with on our honeymoon."

He murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of my head, “It’ll ruin my reputation.” I smiled against his shirt, “Your secret’s safe with me.” And as the night stretched on, wrapped in quiet laughter and soft warmth, it was everything I wanted.