One Last Secret Novels & Stories

I stammered, my voice climbing an octave too high as she tried to sound oblivious. “But we do have a secret,” he smirked, cutting me off. His tone dripped with menace. It shook me to my core. “A secret? What secret?” I protested innocently, lifting my chin. “I don’t know anything!” I was determined to play dumb. I knew it was feeble – we BOTH knew what I’d seen last night. But I had no other option, and this was my only play. Deny deny deny. “Oh come on,” he taunted. “You know WHAT secret. The little secret you saw last night. With me and Princess Delilah.”

Cassie turned to me, breathless. "Did we just destroy the last secret?" I shook my head. "No. We just lit the fuse."

Nia had gone upstairs to check on her son, but Elena knew she was sitting in the nursery, staring at the crib, thinking about the sixteen-year-old girl she used to be. They were all broken. And they were all hiding. Again. Elena stood. She walked to the study. She opened the safe. She pulled out the black box, the one with the USB drive labeled “The Last Truth.” She plugged it into the laptop. She played the video again. Alexander’s face filled the screen. Older. Sick. But smiling. “Elena,” he said. “If you’re watching this, the last secret is out. I’m gone. And the boy has come for what he thinks is his.”

The secretary forced out a smile at them again as her eyes locked with Sadiqah’s sister’s. They have been sitting at the reception room for over one hour… “He has some visitors.” The secretary explained and they both know they had to wait and they did wait and it is been over an hour that they have been waiting. “Just be patient.” Her sister had told her. Some few minutes later, the door opened and they heard some laughter and the guests came out; it was Aziza, Musadiq with Hibah in his hands.

she says, smiling warmly. "Thank you," I reply, smiling back. I'm grateful for her kindness, but I doubt I need anything from Ulta. Larissa sets the bag down and sits beside me on the bed. Her presence is instantly comforting. "Dominika said you wanted to talk?" she asks. "I do." I wring my hands. This is it. My last chance to keep the secret a secret. How does that old saying go? Tell one person, it's still a secret. But tell two, and you tell the world.

As we left the facility that afternoon, I felt hope for the first time in weeks. But as we drove back to the penthouse, my phone buzzed with one final message. *You think it’s over? The real secret is still coming. Ask him about the night you left Lakewood.* I showed it to Ryder. His face went pale. “There’s one more thing,” he said quietly. “Something I never told you.” The drama wasn’t finished. But this time, we would face it without secrets. Together.

When he was done, he licked his lips and turned to his sister. "Kill the last man." He commanded. Alijah looked up immediately, "Why can't you just let them go?" She asked. "Because they know about the secret," Scott retorted. He teleported to the last man who was still puking his lungs out and slashed his chest open. "Better." "What secret?" Alijah asked in a very low tone, afraid of her life. "None of your bloody business," Scott answered angrily. "We wouldn't be in this mess in the first place if it wasn't because of you."

Luna stated. Lisa hesitated. Then, with a deep breath, she repeated. “Three-foot world. Tackle only what's directly in front of me.” Luna hummed in agreement. She looked at Lisa. “Want to hear a secret?” Lisa’s eyes widened. “What secret?” Luna smiled. “I’m a divorcee.” There was a beat of silence before Lisa let out a surprised laugh. “Wow. That's surprising. I never would have guessed that.” Luna shrugged. “It’s not exactly something I talk about.”

I knew he was praying silently, for me not to say the wrong things. "But he did." Lucy said. It wasn't a question, she was trying to put an end to the conversation. "He did." I confirmed, still petting Christian's hands, making sure my fingers touched the ring on his. Alexander studied us for a while and my gaze dared him to ask more questions. Even though I wasn't going to spill the beans as to what really led to my disappearance, it gave me strength knowing they too had a secret to keep. He nodded his head and that was the end of the conversation.

"Didn't you and Jessica submit this ten days ago?" "Impossible." Now Samson heard it clearly, but he didn't believe it—until his eyes landed on the bolded title that said, "Marriage Application". His eyes widened in shock. "This can't be!" Ten days ago, he had personally told Jessica to turn it in. He knew better than anyone how much she cared about marrying him. "Jessica!" Samson grabbed the application and marched straight into Jessica's room. "Sam!" Celia called out. She was secretly overjoyed. Did this mean her chance had finally come?