Books With Secret Societies Novels & Stories

Frustration gnawed at me as I slammed the cover of the hardcover book shut. "The brotherhood of wistful whisperers," I muttered, pushing a strand of hair away from my eye. I retied my hair, making sure that no loose strands were on my face. The book I had just closed was filled with tales of assassins and rebels. There was nothing about the Obsidian Wolves. The Obsidian Wolves were like the secret of the secret society. Disheartened, I looked around the endless rows of the palace library, each shelf holding more than a hundred books. How long would it take me to find something reasonable?

**Viktor** I have spent the past few days researching the oldest prophecies. Perhaps they will hold more pieces of the ancient prophecy. There were once rumors that the ancient prophecy was broken up in to chapters. This has been some puzzle and so far I am not solving it. Today I have to make my way to the safe house. Dez has a keen eye, he may be able to piece this puzzle together. An apartment complex would make a vulnerable safe house, but in fact can be quite clever if one has the connections to fortify it. I have secretly kept friendly with some warlocks. Their magic is old but strong. The complex is modern and high tech as well.

He moved in many acclaimed scientific circles, but Matthew also began to keep scandalous company, and that proved his downfall. In those days it was very fashionable for young men of the upper classes, to join secret societies, or gentleman’s clubs, such as the Hellfire Club in London and the Beggar’s Benison in Edinburgh. The purpose of these societies was manifold, on the one hand they were hot-beds of ‘free thought’ and occult practices, on the other, they were an excuse for licentious and decadent behaviour.

Maybe it’s both. “What’s your guy’s name?” I ask quickly to keep Grayson from dwelling on non-productive topics. “Aaron Greenberg,” he says and rubs his neck. “He’s one of the foremost experts on secret societies and guess which one is his favorite.” “The Obsidian,” I state the obvious. “Bingo,” he says, pointing at me. “This story would be his wet dream, uh, I mean, dream story.” “Why aren’t we talking to him instead of you?” Grayson says in a biting tone.

Blood for blood, always. Knight twirled the newspaper clipping between his fingers and snorted. “How much do you want to bet that those radial groups had something to do with these secret societies? Don’t they end up clashing every few decades?” Snatching it up, Ghost placed it back in the box. There was a faraway look in his eyes as he leaned back against the wall. “Alpha Nox and his Luna disbanded them for a while, but an organization like that doesn’t ever really go away. There will always be people who remember.”

I know my mother won't hide it in obvious places like closets, drawers, and such so might as well read this unknown book for this might give me a lot of information more than those holograms and other technologies can give me. Yes, it really is an unknown book for it doesn't have any title written in it. Is it because of how old it is that made the title written in it vanish or was it really made that way? Oh well, that's not my concern anymore, I just want to read this for my guts are telling me to do so.

He lays down on my bed and sighs. I start by looking up Byron’s profile on Mybook. He used it like his own personal diary. I began to read through the 1000’s of posts he made, barely anyone paid him any attention because he posted so much ridiculous stuff. S**t even I had to block his posts from showing up on my feed. “This could be something?” I gesture to Jordan to come over and he gets up. Standing behind me he reads over my shoulder. “The balance of wolves will never be aligned with the rare. We cannot allow them to take control. The rare are the villains not the heroes. We cannot blindly follow them any longer?” I read out loud. “What the crap is that all about?”

What alarmed her among the documents he gave her were what looked like medical receipts from different doctors and the dates on the receipts and on the invoices were dated a few months back, it was the amounts on them that made her gasp. ‘Hahaha…. you should see the look on your face. The fact that I got those receipts scared you right? I have warned you, we will uncover your dirty secrets. Save yourself and just come clean. I don’t care if you were going there for abortions, STI treatments or erectile dysfunctions all I want is for you to tell me where you are hiding my brother.’ Nick grimaced Connie was aghast, ‘How dare you say such insolent things, you have no right to talk like that ab

He permitted, focusing on where he left. “What interests you to read such books? I’m amazed to see your interest in them. They’re pure science you know,” I asked him, quite frankly. My eyes were beholding the sight of the thickest eyelashes I had ever seen in my entire life, his parted lips told me how dedicated he was onto the page,

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.