Books With Secret Societies Novels & Stories

He promised that he won't ever mess with her things, however, "I guess I'll have to break that promise right now." Reaching for the floor underneath her bed, Louie tried to search for some secret little door though there was none. Then he began to knock on it, incase if it does have a secret built-in compartment. And when a part of the floor sounded off, he knew right there that he found it. "But how do I open it?" He asked himself.

The way they kiss as well as the way she put his hand to hers ----- From that moment he badly pinched his cheek again reminding himself that he needed to plot a plan for the black market he had entered a while ago. There, he stood up and went to the bookshelves inside his room to look for published books that had relations for any black trading or the underground trading. However, what he only saw were those about the empire, noble society as well as other things talking about the imperial academics but none of those were related to the one he's finding 'There's no such thing as a book like that in here because it was mainly kept a secret that no one would dare to publish'

The following day, Angel went to school, refusing to let herself be confined within the walls of the house as her parents had suggested. They wanted her to stay back at home, as they feared that Elijah and Delia would show up and attempt to kill her again. As much as she was afraid of going through that terrifying encounter again, she wasn’t going to stay back and forever hide from them like a coward. So, sliding the protective ring Jake obtained from Seraphina onto her finger, she made her way to school.

Chad cleared his throat. “They can ask all the questions that they want, it doesn’t mean I have to answer them.” Mya looked at Chad. Everyone had a lie or secret. It was naïve to think otherwise. In the case of Amy, she had one skeleton in her closet. To say that Mya was after revenge wouldn’t be wrong. Everyone needed to be taught a lesson. Secrets broke families and friendships. It made no sense to have them. If everyone could be honest the world would be a better place.

Perhaps the Society of Rebellious Ladies would appreciate another member. Joanna giggled at the thought and turned to the last page in her book. That would at least keep her distracted from her unsuccessful husband hunt. The society was a secretive and increasingly sought-after group for young ladies of the ton, and yet joining it was also considered scandalouswhich was part of its appeal to those who were members. Rumors suggested that the Society was always in the midst of schemes, some of which even graced the pages of the Quizzing Glass Gazette, and they seemed quite happy to be off on adventures of their own without men shadowing them. Their husbands hadn't the faintest idea that the ba

“I’ve worked for you long enough to read the pauses.” Naomi smirked. “Maybe you should be the one making the closing arguments.” Sandra tilted her head with a knowing grin. “Isn’t that what you’re already doing? Piece by piece… Secrets Unfold, right?” Naomi blinked. “You remember the name?” “Hard to forget when it’s what you’re living.” Naomi picked up a glass and stared into it like it held some kind of answer. Secrets Unfold. Yes. That’s exactly what today felt like. A day where hidden feelings peeked through smiles, where silence told louder truths than words.

“Brian, I’m exhausted. I’m afraid I’m too burnt out to answer twenty questions. Please spill what did I miss?” “Records of rituals. A library of books, scrolls, and other forms of documentation. You’re looking for an organization that would have access to a library of secrets. A group with questionable wants and desires for power. They’d actively search for power through knowledge and influence.” “Well, that halves the organizations. But it still leaves a rather large quantity of organizations.” “Look for ones that have a religious undertone.” “Thank you. I’ll send all the details I have currently with me and when I find out anything else, I’ll send it along too.”

"Don't say I didn't offer. What are we going with?" "I say truth," Law states. Jeremiah and Jackson nod and Ezekiel reaches into the bowl. He unfolds the paper, smiles when he reads what's on it. "What in your web browser would be embarrassing if someone saw it?" he reads. "Okay, guess I'll go first. Um, I have a folder in my bookmarks bar titledHands." We all burst out laughing. "What the hell does that even mean?" Laury asks. "Hey, hey. I just had to tell the truth. Not explain."

Sophie was praying Jim was not going to tell her that he himself was a member. "I've written about this group," he said, his voice tremulous with excitement. "Researching the symbols of secret in societies is a specialty of mine. They call themselves the Prieuré de Sion - the Priory of Sion. They're based here in France and attract powerful members from all over Europe. In fact, they are one of the oldest surviving secret societies on earth." Sophie had never heard of them. Jim was talking in rapid bursts now. "The Priory's membership has included some of history's most cultured individuals, including Leonardo da Vinci."

“Someone sent me this…” It was a picture of him in bed with a woman. It looked like it had probably been taken in secret. However, although the two of them could not be considered completely naked, their clothes were disheveled. Still, what they had just experienced was apparent. “What happened here?” I ask. “I suspect, this would only get worst…” he sighs as he pinches his brows. I understand completely. He’s going to stand for the Presidential elections soon. This cannot go on. “Is there a mole in your security?”