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Jane’s POV “The book of life isn't a single book?” I voiced my thoughts, unable to hold it in anymore. With everything they had been saying, it wasn't just the truth anymore, it was layers of truth. Secrets buried beneath secrets. As we uncovered one, we found another. And it made everything more complicated. “The Book of Life isn’t just one,” Liam said, his voice steady but serious. “There are five.” Five? My eyes widened in shock as the number echoed in my head.

“What if Roberto investigates her death? He owns this city, Mum. Nothing can be hidden from him.” Aria touched her shoulder. “You have to trust me. As long as I’m alive, there is no secret that will be revealed. In fact, there are many secrets buried deep in the past that will never come to light. So trust me.” Eunice leaned into her mother’s shoulder and nodded. Once I was dead, she believed there’d be no more competition. Now, tied up to a damn chair, I stared at the five burly, terrifying men standing before me. Their eyes were filled with raw lust.

under my breath. But I smiled. Just a tiny one. The kitchen stayed quiet after Aunt Linda left. I rinsed my cup, went back upstairs. I didn’t do much. Read a few pages of a book. Scrolled through my phone. Watched some videos of my favourite band boys BTS on YouTube. Just so you know, the love of my life is Taehyung “V”. He’s just so handsome and perfect. At some point, Aunt Linda brought up pancakes shaped like stars. She said she saw them on P*******t. I ate them even though I wasn’t that hungry.

"Don't say I didn't offer. What are we going with?" "I say truth," Law states. Jeremiah and Jackson nod and Ezekiel reaches into the bowl. He unfolds the paper, smiles when he reads what's on it. "What in your web browser would be embarrassing if someone saw it?" he reads. "Okay, guess I'll go first. Um, I have a folder in my bookmarks bar titledHands." We all burst out laughing. "What the hell does that even mean?" Laury asks. "Hey, hey. I just had to tell the truth. Not explain."

Her fingers trembled as she accepted the sealed documents from Em, her name scribbled in bold letters across the front. Em's hesitant expression sparked curiosity, but Luna's focus remained on the papers. "What's this?" she asked, eyeing the package in her hands. The secretary's eyes darted around the living room for a brief moment before settling on Luna. "I had to deliver it by Mr. George's instructions. It seemed urgent and very important," she shuddered, remembering the way he gazed at her unnervingly.

And worse… what kind of woman hears it and feels her pulse spike instead of her pride? The city blurred past the car window now, my coffee untouched in the cup holder. Sebastian sat beside me, absorbed in something on his phone, the other hand resting casually on the armrest between us. As for me,I'm scrolling on my phone on the Good Novel App searching for my favorite novel at the moment in my library- Secret Vow of the Ruthless Billionaire by Trendsterchum Chronicles. It's a romance novel with some high-tech or a bit of sci-fi in a few early chapters but went on as usually a romance story without the sci-fi thing after about 8 chapters of high-tech intel syndicated saga. I clicked it but m

It was here, amidst the hushed whispers of knowledge, that Jasmine’s life took an unexpected turn. She had come to return a book, a first edition of Pride and Prejudice that her grandmother had gifted her. It was irreplaceable, a piece of her family’s history, and she’d been meticulous about keeping it safe. But in her haste to grab a book on the top shelf, she’d accidentally swapped it with someone else’s. When she realized her mistake, she’d already left the library, and the book she’d taken home was not hers. The book she’d ended up with was a first edition of The Great Gatsby, its cover embossed with gold lettering.

The storm broke on a Sunday morning. Amara woke to the sound of her phone buzzing nonstop on the nightstand. At first, she thought it was another of Ethan’s calls, another shadowy taunt. But when she picked it up, her screen flooded with notifications: texts, emails, headlines. Secret Marriage, Hidden Child, Corporate Betrayal?” “Who is Amara? From unknown writer to billionaire’s secret wife.” “Noah-The Heir Nobody Knew About.” Her heart stopped.

She should have known that someone like him thought he could do whatever he wanted to anybody he wanted. She plopped down in the wood chair behind the old rickety desk that had drink rings all over it. She opened the portfolio book that was full of newspaper clippings, magazine articles, and pictures of Scott Jenkins, a.k.a. Scott Kelly. She had learned his real identity last year by accident. Kat had been taking a business class at the local community college to learn how to expand her jewelry business on Etsy. The class required Kat to turn in a report on a self-made entrepreneur. It counted for forty percent of her final grade. She had gone online to do research. After floundering through

When the phone buzzed again, her fingers moved before her mind did. She entered a passcode — Caleb’s birthday. It unlocked. The ease of it stung. The messages opened. Lines upon lines of secrets flooded forth. She doesn’t suspect anything. I love waking up next to you. I can’t wait for our life together. Once the baby comes, we’ll finally be free. Free from what? From her? Amara’s breath fractured. Her pulse pounded in her ears. Her vision blurred. The kitchen spun as she scrolled through worlds she had never known existed.