Francis The Secret History Novels & Stories

"Nothing," she said and continued to sort out her ingredients. When she could not contain it, she blurted out, "I wish to see her." As a military man, Francis was aware of how troublemakers act. He attributed it to their visit the other day. "I can take you there. But is His Grace aware of it?" "No, and I don't want him to know." Francis gave her a searching look and pointed out, "He will not be happy with me if he finds out."

After saying that, Francis approached Severin, putting his arm around Severin's shoulder and said with a friendly smile, "Don't worry, Francis. From now on, I've got your back in the sect!" Severin bursted into laughter because of Francis' enthusiasm. "Sure thing," he replied. Francis tried to perform himself and said, "Come, let me lead you to the elders and get your training resources. Have you decided to become who's disciple? After speaking, Francis and Severin had cut the queue and headed towards the great hall. When they reached the entrance, Francis shouted from the inside, "Bring me some alchemical pills for my junior brother, Heath!"

Victoria choked out, her breathing coming in fast, shallow gasps. A sharp, agonizing pain stabbed through her chest as the horrifying truth settled into her brain. The man she had mocked, the man she had thrown into the street like trash, the man she had helped her brother hunt down like a dog... was the rightful heir to the largest private fortune on the Eastern Seaboard.

I wasn't expecting to get emotional but I couldn't help myself. "I don't understand what is going on here. Talk to me" "So..I....I.." my voice was breaking "Calm down, take a deep breath" my father tried to calm me "Francis came to visit me last week and he took the designs Constantine and I were working on and he gave it to his girlfriend because she asked him to steal it" "Wait, wait. Did you say Francis has a girlfriend?" "Yes he does and he's been hiding her from us"

But I need to tell you the truth about Alexander, about the other family, about the child who survived. His name is Thomas. He's been hiding for thirty years, waiting for the right moment to come forward. He's ready now. Please. Meet me at the cemetery tomorrow. Noon. A Friend Isabella read the letter twice, then handed it to Sebastian. "Another Friend," she said. "Another secret." "Another chance to uncover the truth." Sebastian nodded slowly. "We go together." The cemetery was old, the headstones weathered, the grass overgrown. Isabella stood at the gate, Sebastian beside her, her heart pounding. The fog rolled in from the ocean, thick and gray, swallowing the world beyond the iron fence.

Being a playboy, not many refused Francis and the only one known to have done so was Serene Kourtney, female Alpha of the neighboring Berry Pack. “Just ignore her. I needed someone to help me release my frustration at night and she happened to be the perfect candidate for it. Now that you’re back, I have no choice but to strip her of her role or do you have interest in being my second wife?” Francis’ voice entered into my ears but it felt like knives cutting into my ears and forcing themselves inside of me. I raised my hand, wiping away the tears that were blurring my vision, wanting to see his face and for him to tell me this was nothing but a prank.

Her voice broke on his name. And Francis — cold, controlled, furious, broken Francis — felt something crack open in his chest. She came for him. ---

This was the secret of her birth that he had been keeping, thinking that knowing the truth would have a lot of psychological repercussions on his young daughter. It was very lame and stupid. He should have told the truth to Evely from the start. But Francis truly felt that keeping the secret was the best choice at that time. He realized how foolish that was now. “When Evely’s condition stabilizes in two days, I will tell her the truth.”

Avery said, indifferent to her worries. Zoe glared at him and then shrugged off from his soft hold on her arm. “You are keeping secrets; Avery and I will not have it.” “And so are you.” He said through clenched teeth, moving closer to her. “Who the hell is Francis?” He asked and she made a face, trying not to give away her shock. “Go home, Zoe.” He turned around and she watched him walk back inside. Having no other choice but to leave, she got inside the car and allowed the driver close the door.

" He passed a file to Alex. Alex took it and opened it. "And sir, here's the bullet of the gun aimed at you.." He gave Alex a plastic bag with a bullet in it. Alex collected it and smirked. "Fine, but I want the secret spy in the institute in no time.." He ordered and they will bowed gently. "You can leave now.." He dispersed them. He stood up and looked at the plastic bag of bullet and then smirked again. "This bullet is connected to my past. Who's the secret spy and what does he/she know about my past.." He mumbled and took a sip from the glasscup.