Our Little Deadly Secret

Our Little Deadly Secret

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture4h 38m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mer., juil. 2, 2025
Selena is just a Sophomore in high school when her life is turned upside down. Her boyfriend of exactly a year cheated on her, her cousin is dropped off at her front door, and she moves next door to the last person she wants to be associated with: her math teacher Daniel Maac. As any person knows, high school is the four years in a person's life where they're still figuring themselves out wile getting ready to be thrown into the big world outside called reality. And reality hits her hard when she ends up gaining a little secret that could be deadly for not only her reputation, but for those around her who know as well. Will she be able to keep it to herself, or will life throw her deep into the moth of the wolves? *************************************** "Maac... please. Tell me you don't mean it. You can't mean it. You're my..." "I know! I know I am. You don't need to remind me." "Apparently I have to cause you're talking about something that is totally illegal. That could land you in prison. And I think that's the last thing you want." "I don't care what happens to me. I care about you. And you know that..." "But loving me isn't the answer," I shouted, tears staining my fair skin. Maac stepped away from the tree, closing the space between us. His hot breath was steaming against my forehead as he looked down at me with his brown eyes, sparkling in the moon's light. "Lemme prove that it is, Sel..." as he lowered his head, lightly placing his lips against mine. I had lost. But he made me not care. Cause I was starting to fall for the last person I should be loving... *************************************** Warning: none of what is in this book actually happened. This is a completely fictional book. DO NOT CALL THE POLICE. This was just an idea I got while sleeping: what if someone did date their high school teacher... and got away with it?
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"So what's your type?" "What do you mean?" I pause, looking up from my book to meet the eyes of my dear friend. "Type of what?" She shakes her head with a chuckle. Her head then jerks to her boyfriend, busy trying to figure out a solution in his work. "What type of guy do you like?" "I don't really have one." I reply. "Come on, there must be something a guy does that catches your attention." My eyes casually glance around the courtyard, trying to figure out a quick response to her question. But then I hear a voice speak just to the right of us, Professor Abel happily talking to Mr. Levine. "Well?" "Older." I mumble. "Someone older." "Just older?" His deep grey eyes soften slightly in the sunlight. "Someone... colder too." "So you want someone as bad as Professor Abel?" My friend jokes poking my side with her fingers. I snap my head back to her, surprised at her question. To brush off the embarrassment I shrug my shoulders, faking a smile but my heart is pounding furiously. "Haha, very funny." It's as if our conversation has been leaked when my eyes rest back on the tall individual. The grey swirls are staring right back at me, his colleague oblivious of his wandering eyes. His expression is stern but in the light it seems as though his lips are curled up, making my stomach do a flip. "My type." I whisper with a small smile. - When her enemy of a teacher becomes something more than just a person she hates - Completely fictional! 🤗 Please vote~ #3 - high (3/10/2024) #1 - student (7/10/2024) #1 - enemies (1/11/2024) #5 - hate (18/11/2024) #1 - lovers (23/11/2024) #12 - heartache (04/01/2025) #4 - teacher (02/03/2025) #3 - teenfiction (14/03/2025) #5 - war (31/03/2025) #1 - high (02/06/2025) #6 - heartache (4/06/2025) #2 - school (21/07/2025 #2 - hate (27/09/2025) #2 - enemies (23/10/25)

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