Keeping You A Secret Book Novels & Stories

He re-emerged with an old worn leather book, Alissa could see slips of paper sticking out of it. He placed it on the table and opened it. “This, is our biggest secret, you must never tell a soul unless they come to you in this trouble.” He pushed the book towards her pointing to a yellowed piece of paper that had been stuck to the page. Alissa read the fading ink

But this isn't just any book. Just to set the record straight, I'm a man of record. I like to keep track of events and every other happenings around me. I like to control things as much as I can, but I took this zeal to another level when I attempted to control time by keeping track of every event, documenting every ritual, and of course every killing and parks I've wiped out. So that's the story when I said it isn't just a book. It contains my deepest secrets. But how the hell did she get hold of it and who the hell allowed her in there?

It sounded like the sound of pages turning, and it was getting louder. I turned to see what was making the noise, and that's when I saw it. A massive, ancient book was standing on a pedestal, its pages turning rapidly as if blown by an invisible wind. Arachne's eyes seemed to gleam with excitement. "The Book of Secrets," she said. "It holds the knowledge of the ages. And it's been waiting for you, Lila." I felt a surge of wonder and awe. The Book of Secrets? What secrets did it hold? And why was it waiting for me?

"They know an important guest is under my protection." I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding. At least the entire kingdom wasn't discussing me, not yet. Kael fastened the old leather book shut before placing it back onto the table. "There are truths that should remain secret until the right time." I nodded. "I'd rather it stayed that way." He looked at me for a moment. "You're afraid." I gave a bitter smile. "Wouldn't you be?" "I would." The honesty caught me off guard again. Kael wasn't pretending to be fearless, he simply knew how to master it.

I gritted my teeth, “I might turn around and surprise you.” “Well, I’m going to go. My boyfriend just moved in with me, and today, we’re going to start setting up the nursery, Oh, and if you do tell my secret, which I doubt that you will, I’ll tell yours about my brother.” I stared at her. Why was that the one thing that she held over my head? She gave a little smile and left. God, what the hell was wrong with her? She was just so damn evil.

SUMMARY I have a secret. I’m in love with my best friend, but I’ve never told her. Sharing feelings is right up there with all-time terrible things. Instead of saying it, I show her how I feel every day. I watch Big Brother with her. We have scary movie night. I hold her hair when she’s puking. That’s love in my books. Only…she’s not been the same recently, and I don’t know how to fix it. I hope she knows I'd do anything for her.

Her hands started shivering when all of her colleagues started gathering around her with bewildered and emulous looks. Suddenly she heard someone switching the TV on and her ears were abruptly filled with the news, "From our sources, we were able to get the pictures of Alexander Kingston' secret girlfriend, surprisingly his girlfriend is none other than his own secretary Isabella Watson." Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she wasn't able to raise her head anymore. She couldn't face anyone right now. She didn't want to be the focus of attention where she would be called names without any reason. "Isa," Nick tried to call out to her, but she was absolutely disoriented. This was not what she wan

He said to her and her heart missed a beat at the thought. “I can only do the little I can, so whatever secret you know you have, …” He said. “I don’t have any secrets.” She snapped at him and he could say no more.

“I have an errand to do this morning before the town wakes.” He raised his eyebrows as he pulled up his jeans. “A pre-dawn errand?” “Yeah,” she felt silly admitting it to him. “I am the Secret Keeper.” He paused in buttoning his shirt and laughed. “Of course, you are,” he reached out and ruffled her hair. “I should have made the connection. You would know all the town’s secrets. A dangerous game though, Morgana,” he observed. “One that will bring you many powerful enemies.”

I jumped a little with surprise, my hand shooting up to clutch at his arm, a whirlwind of wonder and trepidation rapidly rising in my chest. The staircase that had now emerged plunged deeper into the earth with each glass step. West and I exchanged an anxious look. "This is some next level shit," I finally said, shaking my head with disbelief. "A fucking secret door? Explain yourself, West." "I-I've never seen this before," West stammered, making me raise a brow in concern. "You knocked out this book," he said, letting go of my waist to crouch down to pick up the green hardcover now on the floor. "Must've triggered the movement. I don't think Mr. Kreep built this, though?"