One Last Secret Novels & Stories

"Be careful, Lana. Secrets in this house are like buried landmines. You never know which step will trigger the explosion." With a final look that lingered a bit too long he turned and left the gym leaving me standing there alone in the vast space the sweat on my skin turning cold. A secret letter. A sudden, mysterious trip. The intense moment that now felt less like a promise and more like a desperate farewell. The pieces didn't fit, and the picture they were trying to form was deeply unsettling.

Angela thought. "I have a secret to tell you." Leonardo stated. His hand was on his lap. "A secret? What kind of secret? " Angela focused her attention on Leonardo, who was wearing dark glasses. "It’s a secret about my last painting, "The Crying Lady." Leonardo stated mournfully.

Athena Ramirez Eros had called me that he would like for us to talk. This might be the end, It’s the last day of our stay here and I don't think I'll be able to do this, even the secretary charade I won't be able to continue it when we get back to the states. I can’t be his assistant if he can’t even respect me enough to tell me his feelings. He can’t just keep stringing me along until he’s ready to make up his mind about me.

All those explanations. Protection. Safety. Family. They had used beautiful words to disguise ugly decisions. Lucien looked at the ledger. “The first ledger contains the history.” Zara tightened her grip around it. “And the second?” “The second contains the names.” “And the third secret?” Lucien’s expression darkened. “The third secret is not in a book.” “Then where is it?” He looked at her. “In a person.” Zara’s pulse quickened. “Who?” Lucien smiled. “You.”

Halsey asks as he passes me a plate of barbequed meat with veggies before flashing me one of his million-dollar smile. He is such a darling. “How about your darkest secret?” Aileen further suggests. “Hmm, sounds entertaining already.” Nick says as his brown eyes lingers on me. “It could be something not too personal but still a secret from close friends.” Aileen explains further as she moves her gaze from one person to the other, hoping everyone was on the same page as her. I was starting to get excited. “I’m in” I say cheerily. I was really curious as to what kind of secrets everyone had hidden and I couldn’t wait to get this started.

Lorenzo took a sneak inside. Kira tried to pick the lock, she was terrible at it but eventually, it was a success. We crept in as the door opened, just in time to hear Lorenzo murmuring to himself, drawers opening, and papers shuffled. We took a quick look around the bend. Even Nico was unaware that Camille had a separate storage room. It looked like A secret nest. Awards. Love letters. Images. Files. " My God! She has a whole shrine to herself." Lorenzo opened an old chest and revealed a fake bottom.

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

In any case, that was connected with his own protection, and he had no expectation of obfuscating Robert's judgment, so he chose to stay quiet. Luke by and by accepted that the individual who had left the enormous measure of sperm in Michelle was either George, Lorde, or Boris. It was in all probability George, as Luke had heard from the team promoters that George and Michelle had gone into the house together prior that evening. Furthermore, what else would they be able to have done inside? In all probability what Luke and Jimena had been doing, the main distinction being Luke's misfortune at being hindered when he had scarcely gotten everything rolling.

“Shut up if you don't want to die here.” The whispers continued. Sometimes, I wondered if my abilities were a blessing or a curse. It made me hear a shit ton of things not meant for my ears. “The last person on the list, this one doesn't need lots to be drawn since there's only one person in that category. Only one woman who belongs to the emperor. Let the imperial concubine princess take the podium.”

Gerald then looked at her closely and tried to give her secret through just a glance but apparently Emily still didn't understand either. "So, that's the first explanation, but I'm sure if you have guessed the next secret which is quite big even in my opinion," Gerald muttered at once. Hearing this, Emily didn't understand. Oh, what riddle is this again? "Umm, I'm not good at guessing. So what?" she asked then. You can see the man staring at all the sides that are around them at this time. After Gerald felt safe, he immediately drew closer to Emily. "I.. gay," Gerald answered then and immediately Emily was silent for a moment. Ah, so it seems the secret is...