روايات وقصص ضمن Keep It In The Family (secret Class)

I look at my ridiculous, perfect, world-ending family (glowing, grinning, ready to burn or drown anything that looks at us wrong). The symbols stay hidden under my skin. The power stays ready. And the next god who wants to test us? They’re about to learn what happens when love finishes its homework. Bring it, Kōjin. Your daughter’s got questions. And a lighter.

Charles was quiet for a long time. “My father,” he said eventually, “told me something, the night before he died. He said our family had a secret, an old one, and that protecting it was the most important thing I would ever do. He said if anyone ever started asking the right questions, about the trust, about the old branches of the family, I had to make sure they stopped asking, no matter what it took. He never told me what the secret actually was. Just that it was enormous, and that it had to stay buried.” His voice cracked. “I’ve spent fifteen years protecting a secret I never actually knew the shape of. I just knew it was big, and that my father was afraid of it, and so I was afraid of it

says Xander and I blink and return to the present. “Sorry, what?” “You’ve been acting strange lately. Is everything okay?” I look at Skye and then back to Xander. He’s family so he deserves to know. The bell rings, signaling class is over. ‘Follow me,’ I mind link Skye and Xander. I head out of the building towards the forest behind the football field. I carefully look around to ensure there is no one near us. “You two are sworn to secrecy. This is family related.” “Of course,” says Xander and Skye.

Like someone’s rejected one-night stand, discarded before we even got to the good part. Jack turned back to me, hands on his hips, head cocked to the side as he stared me down. “Fine,” he said. “It’s a family secret, passed down for the last two hundred years. But keep in mind, it only works for someone in the family. So you can’t steal it.” That hurt more than it should have given how little I wanted to trust him. “I wouldn’t dream of it,” I managed. He sighed, rubbed at his temples, and said, “It grants one life or one death, no questions asked.”

"But it's important to remember, Emily... this is our family's secret. No one else can know about it." Emily nodded solemnly, her expression grave yet tinged with excitement. "I understand, Uncle Alex," she replied earnestly. "I won't tell anyone. I promise." Alex smiled, a sense of relief washing over him as he reached out to give Emily's hand a reassuring squeeze. "Thank you, Emily," he said gratefully. "And as for the lair... well, maybe one day you'll get to see it."

Instead, she shrink further into the seat as if she could melt into it. Mrs. Catherine’s smiles. “Secrets are meant to be kept, Jason,” she says. “That’s why they’re called secrets.” Her gaze shifts to Mrs. Ford. “Right, Linda?” Mrs. Ford coughs, adjusting in her seat. My eyes narrows. She knows. I glance at Alex. He’s watching Catherine now, eyeing her suspiciously. Sir Alex exhales hard. "Some of you are yet to be a part of this family,” he says, glaring at Catherine. “I’d appreciate if you don’t go around , throwing subtle threats.”

“Wanna-be?” “All humans who learn about us, fall into three categories, dear. There are the ones like you, who are born into the world. You’re like family,” she said, touching Violet on the arm with a sickly sweet smile. “Then there are the allies, like your mother. People who understand why we hide and try to help us the best they can. And finally, the wanna-be. Humans who want to be us and try their best to be like us.” She brushed her grayed hair from her face with an air of superiority. “Though, they will never be like us.”

“You don’t want to join a class with other parents going through the same experience?” “Not particularly” Emmett responds, taking his clothes off and joining his wife. “We are well known and I fear the class will be a disaster when people see us walk through the door. I asked a qualified midwife to give us a private class” he includes, putting bodywash on Simone’s stomach with a smile.

That was her mother overreacting to the news of her boyfriend. "Mom, he is a really nice guy, he is not a criminal, he is a businessman," She said, hiding the fact that he used to be one. He left all that when she asked him to. The guy loved her too much for her good. Now he did not have any link to the criminal world and that's all that she desired. She was happy with him and that was all that mattered. "I do not believe the pause you took in between Aarvi," her father came into the frame. Her breath got stuck in her throat, it was not like she was not loved by her family or her father. She was scared of him. Anyone would be scared of Viraj Sharma.

"Why are you here? What the hell's going on? How did you become like this?" I was on the verge of crying when I asked Janice the last question. Janice quickly scanned her surroundings. She was clearly on her guard. She yanked her hand out of my grip forcefully before telling me hurriedly, "Don't cry and don't show any signs of distress. Everyone in this family is involved in the human trafficking business. "Hurry up and leave this place! Once you're out, tell the cops to come save me!" I could only stare at her with wide eyes. However, Janice pointed in the toilet's direction for me before turning to leave.