Above Top Secret Book Novels & Stories

After seeing how brave Paul was, I eradicated every atom of fear embedded inside of me and gestured to the secretary. “Why did you walk past me? Do you have an appointment with the CEO?” She questioned us. Her hands were already resting on the landline, waiting to tell us if we chose to act smart. “Don't you recognize us? I am Ethan's wife, the son of your CEO.” I introduced myself, while Paul did the same thing. I was hoping it would be enough to sneak us to Mr. Wood's office. “Of course, I know you,” the secretary said while keeping my hopes alive.

“About what?” “No more secrets.” His fingers tightened around the steering wheel for a second before he nodded. “No more secrets.” And for the first time in a long time, I actually believed him.

Yours sincerely, April The weight of her decision hung in the air, and it left us all stunned, grappling with the sudden turn of events and the uncertainty that lay ahead. My mom's voice trembled as she handed me April's farewell letter. "Lily, this is... it's unbelievable," she said, her eyes filled with tears. I nodded in silent agreement, unable to find words to express the shock and confusion that had taken hold of me. The room felt heavy with the weight of April's decision. Just then, we heard a commotion downstairs. The front door slammed, and voices grew louder. It wasn't long before Sebastian's family had arrived. They were equally distraught and searching for answers.

“Did you tell him about our plans?” I didn’t tell the Deltas everything, but they know enough to get me in serious trouble if they do decide to share our secrets with an outsider. “No. No, Alpha, I didn’t, I swear it. You told us that it’s top secret, and I take my oath to you seriously.” I withdraw my aura and look around me. There’s magic in the air. Strong magic. I look back at the ruined pack house and I swear I can see it shimmer as if it’s hiding behind a veil.

Stamped into the cover was a symbol: an eye inside a triangle, surrounded by curling, intricate lines that almost seemed alive. “What is this?” Leila asked, keeping her voice steady. Christina gave her a look that said she was either testing her or trying to decide how much to say. “This,” she said at last, “is why you’ve been dodging mustard jackets and cleaning up after dead archaeologists.” Leila’s heart skipped a beat. She sat down, sliding the book toward her. It was heavier than it looked, its weight a promise of bad news. “Oh my! Explain,” she said, flipping it open.

Emily said later. "This is part of our agreement, Emily. Your secret will always be safe with me as long as you are mine. That means no one is allowed to approach you because you are mine. I don't care who that man is," Liam answered later and of course Emily couldn't. answer it. Liam always brings her secret work with her. She becomes unable to speak anymore if Liam brings up her work every time. On the other hand, at this time Raphael gaped at that. 200 pages in two days?

She also didn't see how blankets would help her be a good Luna. Instead of jumping right into knitting she decided to read first and got out one of the books. The Inner Pack. It was a novel. Not a guide or informational book, but a fictional novel? She staired at it in confusion for a few minutes before she picked it up to start reading.

Lucy reached for the envelope in her drawer, hoping to find important details. "What? She works at Damon Inc? As Damon's Secretary?" Lucy said to herself in disbelief. "How come? Does Damon know about this? of course, he should. He was the one who told me about Abigail. What a deceitful friend!" Lucy said furiously. “TWINS?!” Lucy's eyes almost popped out at that. Abigail? Twins? how come? “Did this guy investigate the right person?” Lucy asked herself seeing that there might be a mistake somewhere. Maybe the guy had gone to investigate the wrong Abigail Delaney.

Setting the picture to the side, Violet looked at the other things that were inside the drawer. The first thing that caught her eye was a small black book. The page Violet opened was a list. There was a name of a city, a first and last name, then a number, and finally an address. This had to be what Jeremy was looking for. She set the book to the side and looked at the rest of the contents. Some of them were letters discussing this Richard Morgan she’d heard so much about. Whoever he was, he was not only a thorn in the alpha’s side but a lot many other people.

Then I’d be in trouble. I couldn’t risk that. Not when I still needed to convince them to let Arlo go. So, with a quiet sigh, I stepped back from the shelves and turned toward the door, ready to leave the hidden chamber behind and content myself with the books I had already gathered. For now. But something caught my eye. On the topmost shelf of the opposite wall, a single book sat alone. Thick, ancient, its cover worn but still intact. And unlike the others, it wasn’t locked behind glass.