Good Secrets Novels & Stories

Deagan was expecting the question, but he was still unsure whether or not to tell him the truth. “Your girlfriend.” He found himself saying. ‘Well looks like the cat’s out the bag’ he thought “What about her?” Aycin’s eyes narrowed, feeling suspicious. “She left something for me,” he informed cryptically. “Really?” Aycin’s pissed-off voice met Deagan’s ear causing him to freeze, “tell me Deagan, what did she give you?” by the tone of his voice, Deagan knew that he was baiting him, Aycin knew exactly what Hazel gave him.

He entered a long code, leaned forward for the scanner to read his eye. A section of the bookcase, smooth and seamless, slid aside with a soft hiss. Behind it was not a room, but darkness. That's where the secrets actually live," Brian breathed, his tone hushed. "The ones that aren't in the archive. The ones that can bring it all down." He glared at Davidson with an inscrutable look. "The key of irrevocability." He reached out and grasped Davidson's, the one with the watch on which the scars were visible. He moved his fingers over the keypad.

My heart was still racing. I opened my notebook, the one hidden beneath my pillow and flipped to a fresh page. At the top, I wrote in capital letters: The Second Secret. Then, beneath it: Vanessa and Kyle are working together. Fraud through MorganTech. Secret accounts. Adrian’s money involved. My handwriting looked almost foreign to me, as if someone else had written it. My pulse refused to slow down. I transferred the photos from my phone to my laptop and encrypted them under a hidden folder labeled “Recipes.” It was almost poetic. No one ever looked there.

Astonishing Family Secrets Are Out! As the whispers intensified into a crescendo, the room fell silent. When the picture of Anita and Nathan, captured at a private moment at a past event, came up on the computer, her pulse began to rush. The question "Is Nathan Grant hiding a shocking secret about his marriage?" appears beneath the picture. Anita's thoughts whirled. This was an assault on Nathan's empire, not merely a minor incident. This had been planned by someone, and the timing couldn't have been worse. Harry was responsible for this.

I wondered if they were the same thing for him. On the table beside him sat the USB and the contract — the leash beneath the silk. Proof that monsters don’t always snarl and snap, sometimes they pour you wine and promise you forever. I took them quietly, my fingers steady even though my veins were buzzing with cold suspicion. In my study, I unlocked the safe hidden behind an old oil painting — a relic from my father I’d kept for no reason except that it reminded me people can wear many faces before they betray you. I slipped the USB and the contract inside, turned the dial, and pressed my palm to the cool metal. Secrets layered atop secrets.

Georgina, however, reciprocated Greta's gesture with a genuine smile before following her husband's brisk footsteps. Entering the bedroom, Marcelo closed the door behind him, creating an atmosphere of intimacy and secrecy. Georgina who was following him closely behind, her curiosity reaching its peak, held the door slightly ajar before it could shut. Her eyes widened in disbelief as Marcelo unzipped the bag, revealing its hidden contents. A cascade of money tumbled out, scattering across the bed like an unexpected windfall. Bundles of cash lay in disarray, their crispness and sheer volume a testament to Marcelo’s worth.

Everyone else was where they were supposed to be, but I wasn’t about to waste another second playing fair. I walked quickly, purposefully, until I reached Seb’s locker. I glanced left, then right. Empty hall. Perfect. I’d already managed to get his passcode earlier this week, people underestimate how easy it is to watch someone when they’re not paying attention. He thought he was clever, but I was smarter. I typed the numbers in. The lock clicked open. Inside, a pile of books and random junk. But one thing caught my eye immediately: a small black box shoved into the corner. There was a sloppy label on the top in Seb’s handwriting: Secret.

“As you guessed, I’ve been secretly lusting after Eros since I started working for him now. Finally after 2 years of lusting and crushing on him, never would I ever imagine he would take notice of me but he did and it all started during this trip. I don't know if it's a fortunate event or one of regret now but we kinda started sleeping together. Dinners, everything couples do , We went to a beach, and he asked me out on a real date last night, and I thought we were getting on really well. So he takes me to this really nice restaurant, and then in the middle of it, he wants to leave. So, we leave and when I force him to tell me why he was being such a dick, he told me this awful story about—”

a sweet voice spoke through the phone. The sweetness momentarily froze the cells in his brain. He removed the phone from his ear and checked the caller. But the phone displayed an unknown, unsaved number. He put the phone closer to his ear and asked in a sleep-filled voice, “Who is this?” “Sir, I'm Janiece. Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm your newly employed secretary,” she answered with the same sweet tone. “Was I rude to you last night? Did I do anything inappropriate to you?” Karl asked with a little bit of concern. He doesn't trust his drunken self. He doesn't want to put any other lady in Gia's condition and have double problems.

And her next words sent tingles in my heart but for some reason, I suddenly felt scared and it was like something pinched my heart. "I actually like you for Caleb, Hazel. I could see how he started to smile more often since you came and I hope it would stay that way for good. He was falling deeper to you each day and I could see that you don't feel different at all. But Hazel, we both know what secrets could do." "One mere secret could ruin everything, but I hope it wouldn't be like that with your case."