Secretmessages Stories

She's a witty, independent small-town girl running a cozy bookshop. He's a brooding billionaire who arrives unexpectedly, claiming he's in town for "business." When a grumpy billionaire demands a rare book, she refuses-no matter how intense his glare is. But he isn't the type to give up. Instead, he turns on the charm, showing up day after day, pushing her buttons in ways she definitely shouldn't find distracting. A slow-burn, banter-filled romance between a sassy bookseller and the billionaire who won't leave her alone.

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Title is enough I guess?

"The boy i buried is alive. And so are the people who wants me dead." Maria Valeha thought her semester break would be peaceful-two months of quiet in Selangor, video calls with her boyfriend, maybe a part-time job at Tealive. But peace doesn't last when your past was never really buried. An email arrives. The sender? A name she hasn't seen in five years. The boy she loved. The one who vanished when everything around her started to fall apart. The one who was never supposed to survive. Now, people tied to her are going missing. Again. And the ones who reach out-through games, through old threads, through shadows-aren't strangers. They're ghosts from a life she was forced to leave behind. "He told me to forget him. But that's the thing about first loves-you don't." What started in a mobile game is now spiraling into a war tied to powerful families, old betrayals, and a mafia conflict that runs deeper than anyone knew. "The target was never me. It was everyone I let close." Set in modern-day Malaysia, Ashes We Breathe is a slow-burn thriller about love, revenge, and the danger of remembering what the world wanted you to forget.

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Where I responded to the secret messages you sent me

Reaction to messages which come in, if they come in. (Some are crazy, just so you know)

Liam and Alice don't know each other yet but they are destined for greatness. These two teenagers stumble along a cave with writing on the walls. Read to find more about how this relationship will bloom and what/where the writing leads. *Not edited*

hey guys!! I did a neko vote out of Teenpop♡ ; and the winner was Kenny, so enjoy your neko x reader ^^ note: this book contains sexual content!! if you don't like that or are underage I suggest you don't read. if your unsure this book does not have straight up stuff, but touches sexual content.

Every 1K reads, I'll make a special chapter!~

*Watty's Shorts Winner, 2020* While cleaning out empty lockers during detention, North Kingsley comes across a battered textbook filled with off-beat and personal messages written in awful handwriting. On a whim he writes them a message back. Days later, he returns to the locker to find a post-it note response waiting for him. From there a timid friendship between seeming strangers strikes up and North finds himself becoming increasingly curious about the person on the other end of his messages, to the point where he stops fighting the feeling that maybe there's something more beginning to grow between them. *PART OF THE "STORY IN A NIGHT" COLLECTION* Started: March 20th 2020 (Chapters 1-20) March 24th 2020 (Chapters 21-22) Completed: April 12th 2020 (Chapters 23-27) * FIRST PLACE 'AUTHORS BOOKS AWARDS' SHORT STORY CATEGORY: 14-08-2020 *Watty's Shorts Finalist: 12-11-2020 *Watty's Shorts Winner: 05-12-2020

Just read the title biatch

Completed. Rewritten story telling of my book, Mr. Pick-Me-Upper. "Keep your head up Princess, your tiara is falling." "Did you really try to comfort me with that line?" "Well. Is it working?" "What do you think? No, it's not." ••• When Cassidy graduated high school she never thought anyone would want to contact her ever again. Honestly, she tried so hard to make that true. But one day she gets a text that would change her life. There is someone, specifically a boy, who remembers her and made it obvious on many different occasions that he will not leave her until she gets the advice he thinks she needs. They both thought nothing more than advice sharing and cheering up would come from them talking. They could not have been any more wrong.