Family Secrets Book Novels & Stories

"Molly was excited. She thought she'd found her dog. The box slipped out of her hands, fell sideways and a scrap book fell out, open. We both looked, stunned, looked some more. Molly whispered, 'Mike, is that...?' "The pictures, as you know, were very well done. There was no question. I whispered back, even though we had the house to ourselves, we were acting like spies, 'Yes. Yes it is.' I was thinking, we'd invaded your privacy. This was obviously a very big secret. The right thing to do would have been to close the book and put it away and never say a word to anybody even between us. But I wanted to look. I needed to know what Molly was going to do. I watched as she reached out. If she gr

Liora Vale had always loved the quiet. At twenty-one, she worked the night shift at the old city library. Most people thought the job was boring, but Liora loved being alone with the books after midnight. The tall shelves felt like old friends. One rainy night, while sorting the rare books section, she found a strange leather book hidden behind others. It had no title. When she opened it, the pages glowed softly. Words appeared. Choose a story. Bring him to life. One night only.

“You might get to meet your grandparents there.” His eyes lit up. “Really?” Leo didn’t fully understand that Brooklyn was my hometown, or that the grandma he sometimes video-called lived there. After Mom got my new number through Clara, she’d kept in touch as much as she could. It still amazed me how much she adored Leo now. Dad Edward Vale though… he never called. No matter how many times Mom tried, he stayed distant. I wasn’t angry with him. I never had been. He had his reasons, and I respected that.

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.”

“Then I suppose it’s time I start calling you family.” The word wrapped around me like a tight thread—family. Coming from her lips, it sounded both welcoming and chilling. I felt a blush creep into my cheeks. Liam leaned in, his voice teasing. “See? That wasn’t so bad.” Elizabeth turned to him, raising an eyebrow. “And you,” she said with dry amusement, “kept your engagement a secret all this time?” Liam shrugged, the picture of ease. “You know me. I like a little mystery.” Robert chuckled, a deep, knowing sound. “Don’t expect forgiveness to come that easily, son.”

Not at the headlines, but at the fact that they were distracting from the real crime. “Rachel, you married into a dynasty. You need to behave accordingly, as cold as that sounds. You would be surprised to know the lengths families go to for the sake of ‘honor.’ Even families that aren't famous have skeletons in their closets. You can't go airing yours out in public. Every home has its secrets; yours just happen to be worth billions.” He sighed heavily, dragging a hand down his face as if even he was exhausted by the weight of it all.

Truth Behind His Lies (Book 2 of His Secret Child) Aaliyah's point of view A sweet smile graced my lips as I watched my family. Time flew by so fast; our children had grown up so quickly. Trishana was turning eight years old, and our youngest, Trevor, was turning two. Over the past years, I can say that my relationship with Travis has been going well. He really made it up to us; he made us feel how much he loved us.

Ashley finished with a sad voice. I felt sad for them. it was kind of the same thing with me. If people find out eventually, I don't even want to think of the consequences. The stares, glares they would throw your way would make you feel ashamed of the now exposed secret. School is a place full of fake people, fake friends who flash you fake smiles even though behind that smiling face is a conniving bitch's evil face. But not all. Most. They all just waiting for your secret to come out in the open and I tell you, when it does, you don't even know the source again as it would spread like a damned wildfire.

“Whatever they left here, we find it together. No more letting them dictate our peace.” Ryan checked the desk drawers one by one. “The detective said they’re still monitoring. This could be the last loose thread.” Grandma dusted off an old journal. “The family has too many hidden corners. We shine light on all of them tonight.” I opened a small compartment in the desk and found a sealed envelope. My hands shook as I broke the seal. Inside was a letter from Mom, dated years ago, detailing old financial schemes and a plan to challenge the will. More secrets. I thought, scanning the words. More greed. More betrayal. I remember every stolen moment with Ethan during the reunion. Every guilty nigh

SUMMARY I have a secret. I’m in love with my best friend, but I’ve never told her. Sharing feelings is right up there with all-time terrible things. Instead of saying it, I show her how I feel every day. I watch Big Brother with her. We have scary movie night. I hold her hair when she’s puking. That’s love in my books. Only…she’s not been the same recently, and I don’t know how to fix it. I hope she knows I'd do anything for her.