Milton's Secret Novels & Stories

"She likes my dinosaur. And she says my drawing of the house is beautiful Julian looked over at Mila and her mother. He gave a polite, distant nod—the universal signal of a parent who wasn't looking for a conversation, just acknowledging a peer. The mother smiled back, a simple, unremarkable interaction. As Julian walked away with Leo perched on his shoulders, Elara joined them, her eyes shining as she heard Leo’s rambling account of the garden and the beautiful drawing. The secret was still safe. The name Thorne hadn't echoed through these halls. The "Secret Baby" was just a boy who had made a friend named Mila.

“Get your stuff ready; you're moving in tonight. Camilla will put you through everything you need to know in advance.” Camilla walked over to Emily and snatched the file from her. Pulling the handle of the door, Rex immediately remembered something. “Ah! One more thing—until this is over, nothing about me goes to the media. Understood?” Emily nodded. Rex walked out, leaving Emily staring at the closed door. She hadn't noticed Camilla leaning by the wall next to her, with her arms folded. “Well, well, well… let's see how long you last.”

Without seeing those dark, stupidly mesmerizing eyes again. Just the thought of that gaze lit something in him on fire. He swallowed. Stiffened. Reached behind him. And pushed the door shut. He heard it whoosh through the frame, the soft swish of separation. With any luck, he’d never see Ethan Doyle again. The man was his enemy. And now, he knew Milo’s secret. He’d seen everything. Every fracture, every weakness. And hopefully, he’d forget. The thought twisted into something like relief, but bitter and sharp.

I took my phone on the bed and marched out if the house. I know no where in Nigeria. The ladies in the reception were drooling as I walk pass. I board a taxi and entered. "Take to a police station here" I muttered. ..................... Kate's pov I began to read the diary loud. It reads: Dear diary, when will Kate know about this secret we've been keeping from her? How will I tell her that Janet her sister isn't her biological sister. She's Andrew's daughter. Her uncle. He really wanted to use Jane has his burnt offering to the god(idol) he was serving but knew his secret and had to save baby Jane who was still 5 then and Kate is just a year old.

It was time to tell him my terrible secret that I even kept from Sebastion. The grass crunched under our feet as we approached a large, and disfigured barn. It sat in the middle of a meadow well over run with weeds and tall grass. The roof caved in the middle, making a giant hole. The windows had long since shattered, only leaving a frame in it's place. Crows cawed loudly and took off in a flash, dozens screeching as we approached. We where well outside the village limits. No one would be here unless they where absolutely spying on us.

he asked. “Nothing,” both Whitney and Jimmy chorused. Maverick whined to himself, “We are not even married yet and the two of them are already sharing secrets. They are even keeping it away from me!” Lena was the closest to him. So she heard his words and smiled.

the Dark Mage said to the Orcs. Ayla sucked in a breath but kept her gaze fixed on the Dark Mage. Milton’s new wards finally snapped in place. “The shields!” Milton yelled. “Keep them up! Use as much mana as you need to keep them from shattering!” Milton knew he was not powerful enough to defeat the Dark Master, but if need be, he would try to buy as much time as possible for the others to escape. He drank two big mana potions, made peace with himself, and prayed to be reunited with Elen, the woman he had loved with all his heart. She died two years before the war ended, and at her tomb, Milton had sworn to her that he would never touch another woman and that his heart would always belong to

He stood in-between her and the center table, looking down at her like a giant looking down at an ant. "How the hell did you find out about…" Carl started. "Ah ha, that's it!" Mila clapped her hands, cutting him off. She proceeded to snap her fingers repeatedly as she pointed at him, as though she'd hit a jackpot. Carl furrowed his brows. "You again, hiding things from me, did you think that I'll never know?" Mila stood up. "Oh, you want us to talk about secrets, how about you tell me how you came to own a mansion at the age of twenty and I had no fuckin idea!" Carl pocketed his hands.

Deagan stopped short, considering whether or not to tell him what book it was. “What does the book contain, Deagan?” Mikhail’s voice left no room for nonsense and Deagan sighed. “Her journal.” He started feeling his heart tug weirdly. “Have you ever considered the fact that it may be a plot to get to you again?” He asked frankly, but Deagan was already shaking his head. “No. The thought never crossed my mind.” His voice held finality, Mikhail smiled at the unspoken threat he heard in Deagan’s voice. He was his father’s son alright.