Dark Secrets Novel Novels & Stories

That an unopened message can wound more cruelly than a denied kiss. It’s about surrendering in the very place you swore you never would. About how shadows stretch until you step into them. About how desire refuses to remain hidden. No labels. No clear lines. Just two people, one library, and a secret they can’t stop keeping.

My nails dig in, and the marks are more real than I want, more real than I want them to be, more real than I am ready for. I find the final confirmation I’ve been waiting for. It comes in the shape of a hidden file, a false-bottomed drawer, a false life. Derek’s private study is full of shadows, of secrets, of quiet deceit. The storm drums against the windows like a warning, like an omen, like the edges of what I know to be true. I begin my search with a hunter’s patience, with a hunter’s eye, with a hunter’s instincts. The shadows of the room cannot hide what he’s done, what they’ve done, what they’ve planned, what I can see, what I can finally see.

I chuckled turning to watch as he pulled open his draws to begin to get whatever else he needed to do done, but my comment allows him to freeze in place slightly. “The world may be able to see the gorgeous mate that I have been given but my favourite side of you, the one which I share the most dirtiest of secrets with, those are kept and hidden within the walls of our chambers… such hot and heavy secrets that no one but you and I will ever know.” His darkest voice soon whispered against my neck allowing a shudder to rush through my body, sensing that his little revenge comment had worked, Leo leans down taking whatever work he had within the draws and placing it on his desk.

She turned it without hesitation. Inside was a long, narrow room with no lights. I stepped in behind her, the glow of a rune crystal she’d lit casting shadows across the room. A stack of old boxes, a collapsed filing rack, and one large iron drawer built into the wall. “What is this place?” I asked. “Where secrets go to die,” she muttered. She opened the drawer. Inside were sealed dossiers—most bound in dark cord, some with wax crests I didn’t recognize. She dug through them methodically until she pulled one free.

"During my worst days, I went back to New York to forget Amanda. My cousin Dave Colster introduced me to his wife’s best friend. Her real name was Cynthia Moore—now known as Madam Mia. She was once close friends with Arah. Everything changed when Arah was chosen as Eagle Queen of Aerie instead of Cynthia. I didn’t know that then, so I easily gave in to her wishes. I tried to move on with her... and we ended up sleeping together. You were the result. When she told me she was pregnant, I was happy at first... until she threatened to abort you unless I agreed to her plans to kill Dave and Arah." "At first, I refused—because Arah was also pregnant with Katleah, and I didn’t want the child harmed

fine " he storms out of his study I let out a sigh, phew that was close Okay now I think I remember him saying column 1? yes behind the first column, I check and I see a big red book with gold details I touched the book and pull it a little suddenly a passage opened The secret passage was really really dark, it shouldn't be a problem for a vampire like me but it was strangely dark I decided to go in anyway the place is covered with cobwebs there were a lot of Bones, I saw a lot of doors which one could be the one leading to the princess ? I open the first one there was nothing but lava, what is drac doing with lava strange I check another room and I stumble upon a lot of Coffin's

Unknowingly, my nerve cells started to respond to the circumstances. The two of them didn't seem to notice that there was someone else besides them as they were lost in their world. They appeared to be close friends and both of them were radiating in the room. One was blessed with light brown pastel coloured eyes which seemed as sweet as sugar and the other one was blessed with black coloured eyes which seemed as deep as the sea.

Every time I close my eyes I see his beautiful blue eyes filled with betrayal, every time I feel a stake piercing through my heart. I’m sorry Deagan. I love you, I always will. Please understand why I had to do this. ” If he thought the book would ease his mind, he was wrong, it only served to confuse him further. Heaving a long sigh at the strange feeling in his chest, he ran his fingers over the dry tear stains that marred the page and smudged the ink. After a moment of contemplation, Deagan picked up the phone. “Deagan Lockheart, what a pleasant surprise!” Mikhail Lazarev answered in his usual sarcastic tone.

He smiled, “my name is Derek Erwin Russell, middle name after my grandfather who raised me. I'm 29 and a Sagittarius. My mom … slept around a lot from a young age, she only cared about money and status and blah blah, I don’t think she even knew for sure who my father was for a long time. I lived with my grandparents from infancy. My mom later married my real father and wanted us all to be a happy family but I could care less. It’s all so fake. I mean my grandfather is a complete stuck up snob, don’t get me wrong, but you know where you stand with him, he is straightforward and I try to be that way too.” I raised my eyebrow at that, “really because it literally seems like everything about you

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.