Can You Keep A Secret Book Review の小説・ストーリー

Ruby sat in the tub reeling from the brief conversation. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ **Dez** "Viktor! I found her; I'm leaving now." He was ecstatic and ready to leave. "Do not say where you are going. No one needs to know what you are doing. This must remain a secret until we know more about this situation." This was an odd request but he didn't mind. Dez was a private person anyway. "This may be more dangerous than I originally thought. Be extremely cautious." "I understand, I will text you after I get settled." He turned and was out of the building and in his car in less than thirty seconds.

The bus drove up and it was dead silent in the van except for a few rumblings from the kids and the silence was deafening. "Hey guys..." she said excitedly. All of them got out of the van and gave her hugs and love and the brothers just stared at me. "What the fuck is he doing her littles?" Eli yelled. Littles is her nickname. She stood in front of Eli. "Eli - we have a lot to talk about and we can do it inside. Not out here in the open where all the neighbors can see. Ladies - the guards will take your luggage to the house across the street we have for visitors. The kids can share the playroom downstairs to sleep in." she stated gracefully and turning to go inside with her brothers. I was t

And based on her attitude, it was. "Will you relax? No one knows anything. Its speculation." He had heard about the rumors. Many people have asked questions, but of course, him being the man that he was, he kept it a secret. Mysteries, secrets... that was all he was about. It was fun to him. It was a game.

Audrey looked through the shelves, trying to pick a suitable book that she could read, till she fell on a particular text; 'Ancient Mystical creatures' Audrey realized the importance of the book to her investigation. "I will go with this one."Everyone turned to look at Audrey holding up a book. "This one is my favorite. So if you will excuse me...."Audrey made an attempt to head over to the exit, but was called back by Martin. "We hope we can trust you on this secret?"Martin asked one more time. Audrey stared down at him with a smile. "With all my heart, I proclaim I will never speak of this to anyone."She finished off and left the tunnel and headed for her room. When she arrived at the cham

“Besides, you know that no one at the company even knows Kayden is married, right?” I nodded, though I couldn’t help but feel a little awkward. “Yeah. We’ve kept it a secret,” I admitted. “In any case, you know it’s not like we’re…” Clara kicked me under the table, her eyes widening in warning. I winced, realizing a little too late that maybe it wasn’t the best idea to start talking about my very complicated, very public yet not-so-public relationship in front of Yohan. He, of course, wasn’t having any of it. “Hey. I’ve been with Kayden for more than ten years. Do you really think he has any secrets that I don’t know about?”

When the time came, I would give it to people I could trust, people who really cared about the welfare of our pack. I tucked the book carefully within the cuffs of my clothes, making sure it was out of sight from curious eyes. I could feel the secrets of the book pressing down on me with each step, like if it were a silent force pressing on my chest. It was a part of my journey, my secret, and my obligation.

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.

"I assume you were keeping it a secret?.” . . TBC ~please leave a gem or a comment OR ~please leave a like or a review

This was my haven, a secret space where no one could find me—away from everything, from the pressures of my role, from the expectations that weighed on me. In my hands, I held the book I had stolen from the secret library. It was bound in dark leather, and its pages crackled with age. I had barely managed to slip it from its hidden resting place without anyone noticing, and now I was finally going to read it. The title was unassuming, but the stories it held, the knowledge it promised, stirred something deep within me.

She knew something. My eyebrows arched. “How did you know?” “Haven’t you learned not to ask that kind of question?” “Right. Her father is looking for the lost book, Medea. He said it’s rare, but I have doubts.” I had a feeling she knew something about it, too. So, I’d just ask away. “Was it top secret? What do you think about that book?” “It’s a myth.” “I know about the story or that play.” “No. The book is a myth. The Medea you’re looking for. It’s a secret file to scare mafias.”