Can You Keep A Secret Book Review นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The way you knew something that had lived with you for a while, that had been yours and only yours, that you had kept carefully and privately all to yourself. He was holding it above his head now, just slightly. Not enough to draw every eye in the immediate vicinity…but enough. Enough that anyone who happened to glance in this direction could see that he was holding something up and making a point of it. And given what it was, given what was inside it and given the specific nature of what those pages contained…then I knew that anyone who got a proper look at it was going to understand immediately what kind of secret it represented. That was my sketchbook.

he finally said without looking at the k ing's face. " Make sure you don't tell anyone about this book. Not even Yang who is my best friend " " Why that?" Alex asked raising a brow " That's because, the book should be kept a secret for it to work effectively " the king explained " But I don't keep things from Uncle Yang. Especially things that have to do with people I don't trust like you " " I'm sure Yang will understand when the time comes. Please make it a secret no one ever heard about " he pleaded

Marcus said, after showing Sean the tape. Sean was more than devastated. His facial expressions tell it all. He couldn't believe how he ended up being tricked by Marcus in less than five minutes. “I'll speak now. There's no point playing hide and seek. What difference does it make anyway? My secret has been exposed already,” Sean finally concurred. Deep down, he knew he might not get away with the crimes. That was the same action I expected from him. But no, he chose to defend Angela. If only he knew that he was most likely to be locked up in the same station with Angela.

Chapter 2:(Sophia’s POV) I arrived at Sanctuary Books at 9 PM, after closing. The lights were dimmed, the door unlocked. Inside, the owner stood behind the register. Recognition hit us both at once. “You,” I breathed. “You’ve been here.” His eyes widened. “You’re the one who buys Mary Oliver. Who sits in the corner with coffee and writes in that little notebook.” “You’re the Keeper of Secrets.” We stared, weeks of anonymous confessions suddenly embodied.

Malcolm shut the door and rounded back to the driver’s seat, and then we were moving. The ride back to town felt longer than the ride out, though maybe that was only because I was carrying too much now. Astrid stayed quiet. Malcolm stayed watchful. The book sat on my lap once I finally forced myself to loosen my hold, but I still kept one hand on it as if it might become less real if I did not. The lock had sealed again after shutting on its own. I knew now it only opened for my blood. That knowledge made it feel less like a book and more like a secret with teeth. Something sacred. Something dangerous. Something my mother had hidden so carefully that even now, with it right there under my ha

I felt certain that, whatever Samyak was hiding, it was hidden in here. I tucked myself up in the window seat. I knew that I should have started with the journal, but there was something enticing about the worn cover of the other book. It spoke to me of secrecy, of myths and legends long since forgotten, and I could not help but pull it onto my lap. I gave one last, guilty glance down at the journal, and began to read.

“Darling, offer our guest a seat “ Mr. Vaughn’s voice rang out and he stepped out, still cooperately dressed but this time he was in a black suit and white shirt with no tie and the buttons undone to show off his rippled chest. These couple definitely knew what they were doing. “Please seat” he spoke and came to seat across me. We went through the rules and it was simple; ‘this secret remains between us even when the contract is broken and whatever you're uncomfortable with, speak up’ I nodded in confimatin and verified the document on a computer with my fingerprint with half parted lips, cause I couldn't breathe. The silence was deafening but I didn't feel uncomfortable. There were no side

“Yes, but that is standard. They have to vote on whether to let me off of the case. It’s kind of a complicated structure.” Danny suddenly dropped down to his knees in front of me, and he took my hands in his. “Please don’t tell them.” Okay, never mind. Apparently I did NOT know why Danny was reacting the way he was. “What’s the problem, Danny?” Danny looked over at Kade. They exchanged a weird look and seemed to be mind-linking. “I just.. we … our relationship… we agreed to keep it a secret.” “Yes, because it is tone-deaf to announce it, not because our relationship is some sort of crime.”

My heart is beating fast from certainty. I know what I have to do now. No more silence. No more hiding. No more waiting. I walk over to my desk and kneel beside the hidden drawer. I unlock it and pull it open. Inside lies the book I wasn’t supposed to keep. The one the Council tried to destroy after I failed the trial. The book they feared. I pull it out and begin flipping through the pages. There are maps, symbols, clues and hidden truths. Everything is still here. Everything is still alive.

secrets. "