Pretty Little Liars The Secret Novels & Stories

Back in the room, they spread the loot across the fluffy rug and ate shamelessly, leaving crumbs everywhere. Then Claire cleared her throat. “Next—sharing secrets.” They sat in a circle again, the mood softening. “Fine, I’ll go first,” Becky said. “Secret: I once skipped a whole day of school just to binge-watch a drama series. My mom thought I was sick.” “Pfft. Amateur,” Sussy said. “My secret? I stole my cousin’s ID to sneak into a concert. Don’t tell my parents.” Annie hugged her pillow. “Um… I still sleep with a stuffed bunny. I hide it whenever people visit.”

“But from now on, no more secrets. Understood?” Caleb nodded, his eyes filled with regret. “Understood.” As Sasha left the library, her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. The stakes were higher than ever, and the weight of the decision they faced was almost unbearable. She knew the others wouldn’t take Caleb’s revelation well, but there was no time to dwell on it. They had a ritual to prepare for—and a battle to win. Unbeknownst to them, Lilith was already one step ahead. Hidden in the shadows of the forest, she watched the mansion with a satisfied smile. The amulet’s glow was like a beacon, guiding her closer to her prize.

Carly rattled on as they walked. Derek stopped in front of a stream turning to her, “Some wolves here will still be able to predict the child. I can't have people knowing before I announce it. Take a bath from the stream, it’s water has the ability to hide your secrets. But there is a catch, it will reveal your deepest secret to you.” Carly visibly paled, “No… never. Think of something else.” she said in a quivering voice while retracing her steps. “Did he bring us over just to torment us even more? Or find out our secrets? What is he up to? I don’t know but for some reason, this has to be a trap,” Alexis said in a panic.

She shrieked, her hand scorched black. Her scheme had backfired. However, Wendy was not done. She brandished a USB drive like a weapon. "I've got a video of Chloe's betrayal right here! Time for everyone to see her for who she really is!" She dashed for the projector and jammed the USB in. The screen flickered to life. Sure enough, there was a couple on the bed. However, the woman was not me. It was Wendy, and the men kept changing. The room went from silent shock to roaring laughter.

She fought back tears, not wanting to give Nicholas any more questions. “Why all the secrecy, is it so bad that you can’t tell me what’s going on?” Aria’s gaze dropped for a moment. “All your answers are in there.” She stood from the seat and slipped her shades back on, but before she could leave, Nick held her forearms in place.

We all have secrets. The first real secret I ever had began when I was nine years old. I’m not talking about when someone tells you something and you keep it to yourself—it’s more like when you know something or have seen something that no one else has, and telling someone about it takes away from your pleasure, from your secret. Now, I’m not going to talk about my secret eleven years ago. I’m going to talk about my biggest secret of all time. Back when I was sixteen years old.

The silence that followed was thick with unspoken words. Adrian ended his call and turned fully toward her, his gaze locking onto hers with an intensity that made her skin tingle. “Sit,” he instructed, his tone leaving no room for argument. Lola hesitated for a moment before taking a seat, maintaining straight eye contact. The air between them was charged, and she could feel the weight of their shared secret pressing down on her. “You’ve had a busy morning,” Adrian remarked, a hint of amusement in his voice. “But we have a lot to cover.”

Her parents thought it would be better to keep the secret hidden from everyone and I only know by accident. We were ten at the time and we used to play together a lot. We were climbing a tree when my glasses fell off. I tried to climb back down to get them when I misplaced my footing and ended up falling down about ten feet. I landed on my arm and I knew it was broken instantly. A searing hot pain ran up my arm and I couldn’t move it because of how much it hurt. Tara came down and gave me my glasses. She felt like it was her fault that I broke my arm and felt so bad, she was crying. She held her hands over my broken forearm, mumbling about how it was all her fault, when it began to gl

Minutes stretched into eternity. Finally, the noise dulled, footsteps receding into distant wings of the house. I crept out, my legs trembling with exhaustion and residual adrenaline, muscles screaming in protest. My eyes caught a small charm on the floor near a side table, it looked like Allie’s favorite cartoon character. I rushed forward, snatched it, and in the process pulled a sleek phone hidden beneath some papers. My heart fell into my throat as I shoved the phone deep under my bra, the cold metal pressing against my skin. Please have signal. Please let this be my way out.