روايات وقصص ضمن Books In The Secret Series

“This one weaves mystery and magic, but underneath, it’s a story about trust and power.” Her face softened. “I’ll take it.” As I wrapped the book, another man stepped in, younger, sharp-eyed, dressed in a rumpled suit. His gaze swept the shelves with a hunger I recognized all too well. “Looking for something… thrilling,” he said, voice low. I leaned forward slightly. “Try The Silent Corner, it’s about secrets that change everything.” He nodded, brows furrowed, then murmured, “Secrets change everything.” The bell jingled again. A teenager, headphones around his neck, glanced nervously at the counter. “Uh, do you have any fantasy? Like with dragons?”

"You've got no right to talk about love. A hidden girlfriend? Nah, just my replacement." Anger surged within me. Before I could shoot back, her smile turned cruel. She shoved past me, knocking my shoulder hard. "Know your place." Her footsteps faded, leaving me clutching my chest. The pain was unbearable. Luke failed me, but Karma always came back around. Once I calmed down, I went home. Mike called. "Your fiancé got you an animal biology book with real specimens inside. Pretty cool, right? How are you going to thank me?"

“She's not on the seat now. Let's go quickly before she returns,” Paul understood the assignment. He was more alert than I was. Like thieves at night, Paul and I sneaked into Ethan's Father's office. Unfortunately for us, the secretary returned and ran after us. However, it was too late for her. Paul and I already found our way inside the office where we met with Mr. Woods. “I warned them not to come inside. They pretended to be gone only for them to sneak in after I left for the restroom,” The secretary explained in a weaker tone.

And on top of that, I couldn’t wait to dive into another chapter of the book I had hidden under the bed. But when I entered the room, something unexpected caught my eye. The book I’d hidden was now outside the bed—alongside two more in the same series. A small note rested on top. > “The books are a series. You don’t have to hide what you’re doing, pup.” Of course. “Pup,” again. He must’ve come in while I was in the bathroom. My eyes scanned the new titles, their glossy covers untouched. I brought my thumb to my lips, nibbling at the skin as a small smile spread across my face.

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?

A university in USA. 10 years ago. “Martin. You are hiding here reading alone again. There is a party at a sorority nearby. You should join.” A young man with dark brown hair asked. Martin had to look up from the textbook he was reading. The book was among the five textbooks he needed to finish this term.

I agreed without hesitation. After all, it was the least I could do to repay their kindness. I stopped to think for a moment before I walked out.I recalled that Larry kept all the important magic books in his secret room. Apart from me, no one else could ever find the door to his secret room. I walked to the window and touched a brick on the wall. Suddenly, a door appeared on my left. As soon as I stepped into the secret room, I came across a magic book with a red cover sitting on the desk.

SUMMARY I have a secret. I’m in love with my best friend, but I’ve never told her. Sharing feelings is right up there with all-time terrible things. Instead of saying it, I show her how I feel every day. I watch Big Brother with her. We have scary movie night. I hold her hair when she’s puking. That’s love in my books. Only…she’s not been the same recently, and I don’t know how to fix it. I hope she knows I'd do anything for her.

Flipping it over in his hands several times before handing it to us with a deep sigh. Nina takes the picture and she stares at it, assessing the image. I watch through her eyes, pressing against the veil to get closer. The image was from several months ago, I remember Byron posting it on Mybook. It was a picture of me in my room but someone had zoomed in on the bookshelf behind me. Circled in red pen was a crystal wolf figurine on top of a box. It was coming back to me now. The random gift was missing. “The wolf box. That’s what’s missing.”