Julie Garwood The Secret Novels & Stories

The Big Hole Thalia She spent nearly 500 dollars just to get to Colorado, and she was sure someone had taken her family horde. She searched for nearly a week before she came across something startling. Her family horde...every bit of treasure and dollar had been moved into one massive plot with what remained of other families’ belongings. not stolen. But reburied. some else had to have survived. She couldn't find and clues though and waiting 2 days more did nothing but push her deeper into despair. She made a quick note, anyone worth contacting should understand the runes enough to figure it out.

Julian had picked up his silent gun and also stuck a pen knife right beside his sock before he got into the car with the other three as they drove off. They finally drove and parked at a spot not too far from the mansion and walked over to the secret entrance. Klaus led the way while the other two and Julian followed from behind and indeed there was a secret passage and it was already opened. They all got into the mansion now as they moved sneakily to avoid attention.

He explained to her and she swallowed hard. “When we have already discussed about this? I was about to go into a meeting but I could not , you both disrupt everything.” He said. “And I was there, my presence could not even be noticed, you just ran past me with that log of wood in your hands and of you went to break the windscreen ...tit for tat abi ?” He said. “What was on your mind when you did it? And the exchange of words you both were saying exposing each other secrets were so shameful...I was so ashamed of myself “ He said to her.

It’s actually a death sentence. If Julia didn’t find a way to keep her mouth shut… If the wrong eyes got to those photos before I did… Then the secret party I’d been dancing in would come crashing to the ground.

Before Jules could process the sarcasm, Jeffrey jumped to his feet and bolted toward the bedroom. “Hey!” Jules shouted, sprinting after him. But Jeffrey was faster. He dashed inside, slammed the door shut, and turned the lock. Jules pounded on the door. “Open up!” Jeffrey smirked and called out, “I’ll be out in a minute… just need to find her diamond necklace real quick.” Ignoring the knocking, he crossed the room in quick strides and went straight to the closet. His hands moved fast, pulling open the secret panel he had discovered before. The wall shifted slightly, revealing the hidden frame.

“If we give up now, it means he wins before we’ve even fought.” “But how long can we keep going?” Selly lifted her shoulders in a helpless shrug, letting out a resigned breath. Selly left Renata’s apartment that evening with heavy steps. Her eyes were still puffy, but something in her chest felt lighter—she wasn’t carrying it alone anymore. She and Renata had promised: this secret stayed between them for now. No Cedric. No Dominic. Not yet. Outside the gate, the evening wind picked up. Selly pulled her jacket closer and headed toward the nearest ride-share stop.

Ricard ordered his subordinates. Ricard’s men carried Julian away to a secret headquarters. Jennifer had no idea that Julian had been abducted. "Time for revenge," Ricard smirked slightly, his face looking devious and full of malice. Two hours later, they arrived at a certain location. Minutes after arriving at the secret base, Julian woke up and found he was no longer at Ricard's luxury mansion. He was tied to an iron chair in the middle of an isolated old warehouse on the outskirts of the city. The smell of rust and petrol filled the air. A dim hanging lamp swayed back and forth, casting eerie shadows on the walls.

The scout’s last words still echo as the veil aura explodes into blinding golden light. I stand frozen in the room, my guarded thoughts racing. Hidden? I spent eighteen years as the beta’s invisible daughter and now I’m some kind of secret key? The Moon Goddess really does have a twisted sense of humor. Julian’s grip on my arm tightens, his scent flooding the space and making my wolf press forward with desperate eagerness. “Explain,” he growls, his voice full of suspicion. “Who the hell are you really, Selina?”

And then, at the very bottom of the box, we got to my diary. The one that I had hidden in a secret compartment in the dresser that I thought my mother knew nothing about. The one that I had written in about the bullying and abuse that I suffered. The one that I had confided some of my darkest and deepest insecurities. Ashley saw my face and frowned. “Jenna?” “It’s my … my … my d-d-d-d-iary,” I whispered. “It’s here. Which means she found it. Which means… she read it.”