Feu Secret Files Novels & Stories

After passing two guards, Fea went into a more peaceful hallway close to the east wing. The activity level was lower there. A door down the hall was slightly open, and based on the carved wolf insignia on the frame, she believed it to be an office or study. Her heart pounding, she hesitated. Nobody was inside. Then she got in. Bookshelves with titles in both modern script and the old language were arranged along the walls. Fea went over to the desk and started moving swiftly but methodically through the papers. The majority consisted of dull but informative ledgers and correspondence. In addition to punishment orders and supply trade records, she discovered an odd letter asking for a large d

She just can't bear to see her new master suffer from the hands of Prince Russel. After the servant left the room, Louie gets up from his seat and searched for Lianne's journal where he hid underneath his bed. Last time he was able to read the journal is when he was still at the Ronnenburgh mansion. But ever since he was made to reside at the Prince's Palace, he never had the chance to hold it again because he was too afraid to do anything else and just behaved quietly in his room.

“But I won’t let you fall alone again.” Rosemary stared at the blank screen for a long moment, then exhaled softly. “I don’t know if I can trust anyone anymore, Damien.” “Then let me prove that you can.” Before she could answer, Leo’s voice broke the tension. “Damien! I found something!” Both of them hurried to his side. On the monitor, a list of encrypted files appeared — secret archives from Cassandra Group. Video clips, financial documents, and… a folder labeled Project V. Leo clicked it open.

The interface whirred, the elegant screen flashing from a peaceful blue to a harsh, warning amber as it recognized the external encrypted directory. *ENCRYPTION KEY REQUIRED.* Vivian didn't hesitate. She typed in the date that had unlocked his administrative terminal in Manhattan—the anchor to his entire obsession. *05-14-2023.* The system hummed, a loading bar rapidly filling across the screen before the folder labeled *PROJECT ICARUS* cracked wide open. Vivian’s eyes widened as columns of highly classified global media data, black-budget transaction sheets, and military-grade intelligence files filled the small monitor. But it wasn't the numbers that made her breath hitch. It was a specifi

*This is another one from an unpublished book. It is a bit dark in the middle, but gets steamy at the end.* Destiny Stepping out of the shower, I walked into my closet and looked for the perfect dress. Tonight was going to be special since we didn't have to hide anymore, no matter where we went. I decided on one of my favorites, a fuchsia sleeveless bodycon mini club party dress. I let my towel drop to the floor and I slide the dress on. I went over to my shoes and decided on a pair of silver heels to go with it. I walked out of the closet and into the bathroom where Jasmine was now getting ready.

His fingers hovered over the panel before typing in a string of numbers that unlocked a hidden drawer behind the bookshelf. Inside was a file. Paper. Thick. Sera stepped closer. “What is that?” “Everything Elise found on Project Halo,” Lucien said, voice low. “Or at least… everything she gave me.” Sera’s breath caught. “She trusted you with that?” “She didn’t trust me,” he said. “She used me. Just like she used you. Aiden wasn’t wrong.” He opened the file. The first page showed a list of codenames. Dates. Transactions. Government seals.

I walked out of the room and Stella like always hurried to keep up with me. “You have to learn to have some confidence if I don’t see that in you by the end of the month consider yourself fired.” She mumbled a quick apology and gave the accounting files from Greece. I had a minute and a half to look at the files before leaving to the Paradise for the meeting. “James I want you to get the car ready.” I ordered my driver and continued going through the files. Just a coffee and a stubborn man had managed to make me rush through things unlike the calm atmosphere I liked.

Was there something related to their underground team or some secret mission? What Fuoco didn't knew was, that in that folder there were details about Shera..... that Zieve and his Team had found out until now. It contained evidence and a lot of other related documents. Call it destiny or bad luck, Fuoco was about to access it when Joe unplugged the system and the irony was that neither Fuoco nor Joe knew about it. Fuoco didn't waste her time thinking about it further and turned off her laptop after a few minutes, before she finally went to sleep.

"Don't say I didn't offer. What are we going with?" "I say truth," Law states. Jeremiah and Jackson nod and Ezekiel reaches into the bowl. He unfolds the paper, smiles when he reads what's on it. "What in your web browser would be embarrassing if someone saw it?" he reads. "Okay, guess I'll go first. Um, I have a folder in my bookmarks bar titledHands." We all burst out laughing. "What the hell does that even mean?" Laury asks. "Hey, hey. I just had to tell the truth. Not explain."

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.”