Feu Secret Files Novels & Stories

"Want to eat me up?" Justin began smiling as he had understood the question in another sense. " Alright let's get to business, you'll have to reorganize my schedule " he hands him a file" everything you need to know is in here" " Okay " Justin says as he remains standing there pacing back and forth not knowing where to settle. "Here" Drake said as Justin turned to see him holding a key in his hand. " That door, that will be your section. "What, in the same office as you?" Justin said his face squeezing in anger

“Fine, tell me what you want. Just don’t hurt Livia, and I’ll do whatever you ask.” The man on the other end of the line chuckled, his voice dripping with smugness. “Smart choice. I want you to send me all the details of this city’s expansion project. I know you have a top-secret document—a complete version. You call it the ‘Treasure File.’”

He was already headed to the prison cells. I met him there and he smiled at me, "Good night?" he asked wiggling his eyebrows, "But seriously.....fuck up again and I will be pissed." he stated stone-faced. "I won't. I am seriously making up for lost time. Now to find out what these asshats want with our girl." I said and we walked down the stairs. I could smell the rogues before I saw them. Rogues had a certain smell to them and they smelled like the earth and mushrooms. I need to ask the Goddess when I die why mushrooms...out of everything why mushrooms?!?!

Bernadette shook her head with pursed lips. “This was one of his biggest accounts and as you can see from the files, all confidential. He kept this one close to his heart so I don’t know much apart from who to contact to set up meetings. All that information you’ll find in your emails.” Aria bit her lip knowing that she had her work cut out for her, but nodded and thanked Bernadette before she left. “Okay, let’s see what we have here.” She picked through files till she came to one that was labelled “Memorandum Of Incorporation”.

03:00 Lucien inhaled sharply. Ava’s gaze didn’t waver. “What happens at zero?” she asked. “Truth,” I said. I watched her closely as I explained. “Every sixty seconds, a file is released. Names. Locations. Financial trails.” She frowned slightly. “You’re threatening yourself?” “No,” I corrected. “I’m threatening your people.” The first file dropped. Lucien’s phone buzzed instantly. He checked it and went still. “Hospital wing,” he said quietly. “Security compromised. Evac underway.”

"Yes." "Then burn the files." Rex stared at me. "Burn them. All of them. Every photograph. Every report. Every secret. Burn them." "You are serious." "I have never been more serious." Rex stood up. Walked to the fireplace. Knelt down. "Bring the files." I picked up both folders. Walked to him. Handed them over. He placed them in the fireplace. Struck a match. Held it to the paper. The flames grew. The photographs curled. Blackened. Turned to ash.

I said curtly, turning my attention to her, “what do you really want from me?” Her lips curved into a sly smile, her gaze flickering to Alex for a moment before locking onto mine. “I want both of you, Liam. I want to be part of your world and every part of it.” Her voice dropped to a near whisper, dripping with intent. “He can be your hidden secret. On top of the secret you’re already hiding.” The words were like a shot of adrenaline straight to my chest, but it was the photograph she slid across the table that made my blood run cold. My breath hitched when I stared down at the image. A picture of me mid-shift, caught in a blur of fur and claws.

Serafina had infected him again, like a poison that promised to heal only so it could kill. "You still love her," I said quietly. He looked at me, eyes shadowed with war. "It’s not that simple." I tilted my head. "Love never is." He left me alone in the room. I stared at the closed door until the silence settled like dust over my skin. Then I reached under the bed and pulled out the box. My father’s files. Every secret Russo weapon I could carry when I fled Naples. Documents, photos, bank account trails, and a ledger. A little black book with names and dates.

Lily turned and walked out. I watched her leave, then pulled out my phone. I opened a secure line and made a call. "Phoenix? This is Aurora Arkin." It was the first time I had ever spoken my true last name inside Thorne Industries. "Yes. I need to consult you on a unilateral breach of secret investment contracts. Evidence? I have it all. Every contract, every wire transfer." I hung up and opened a hidden wall safe in my office. Inside were all the investment contracts signed under the "Arkin Trust."

Only after confirming she was unharmed did some of the fear leave his eyes. Later, Curtis and Jason examined the contents of the drive. What they found left both men stunned. The files contained years of financial records. There were transaction histories, secret agreements, hidden contracts, and evidence showing that millions of dollars had been moved through various accounts without attracting attention. The operation was enormous. Far larger than either of them had anticipated. Every new file they opened revealed another layer of deception. The deeper they dug, the more complicated everything became. Then a familiar name appeared. Pascal Deveraux.