Pretty Little Liars The Secret Novels & Stories

Lily: "James, I have to tell you something. I can't keep it a secret anymore." James: "What's wrong, Lily? You're scaring me." Lily: "I know we agreed to keep our feelings hidden, but I can't do it anymore. I have feelings for you, James. Strong feelings." James: "Lily, I've been feeling the same way. I just didn't want to complicate things with Sarah." Lily: "I know, and that's why we have to keep this a secret. But I can't keep pretending that nothing has changed between us."

As I was walking around, I came to a halt in front of the mirror and approached it; I know it's scary to look in the mirror at midnight, but I noticed something, I saw the CCTV camera that was only a tiny part of, and I backed away. Is Ace looking at me now? Is this the only location with a CCTV camera, or is there another? I took down the small camera, as well as my panties and bra, which I had hidden earlier where Ace couldn't see them, as well as my used clothes, which I had hidden in a safe place.

And then, the fire alarm rings. "Run," I scream. But I don't run. I stay. I stay for the end. The walls start to move. The secret room is opening. Liam screams. But it’s not for me. It’s for the truth. I watch him fall to his knees. The screen is showing everything. The funds. The accounts. The ghost. I stand up. "You were right, Liam." "I shouldn't have dug deep." "Because now," I lean in, my voice a whisper.

I'm on the edge of breaking out. Eli glanced over his shoulder, then leaned in closer, his voice turning to a whisper. “They found something in your locker. I don’t know what it is, but… it’s got people talking. Like really bad talking. They’re saying it’s proof you’re hiding something.” My stomach dropped,hiding something? The words hit me like a punch, and for a split second, I couldn’t breathe. My mind went to the sports bra that was still buried in the muddy pile behind me, to the careful way I’d been keeping my secret, for binding my chest and suffocated everytime, avoiding showers with the others, keeping everyone at arm’s length.

The television slowly descends behind the Thrones and soon the security video of what happened is played. “Allisara, we have a secret to tell you!” Lillith calls out as she rushes to my side, taking my hand in hers. Her friends giggle as they begin to lead me through the Ballroom and I have a happy smile on my face. They were including me for once. I beg for them to tell me what the secret is but they reassure me that as soon as we are out of sight from our parents, they will tell me. We soon reach the open door and I face them, my back towards the doors.

“What were you two laughing about? It looked juicy.” I exchanged a quick glance with Lila. Then I smiled. “Just girls’ talk.” Elena narrowed her eyes suspiciously. “Oh no. Absolutely not. I want in on the next round.” She leaned forward dramatically. “No secrets between us girls, right?” Lila and I exchanged another glance. Then we both smiled. “Right,” I said warmly. “No secrets,” Lila added. Some secrets were too dangerous to tell. And sooner or later, every secret demanded to be uncovered.

I opened my mouth to ask, but before I could say a word, a knock came at the door, snapping my attention toward it. “Hey, Lilith? Can I come in? It’s Lora, Miss Theila asked me to bring you downstairs.” Her bright voice rang through the door. The next moment, Verya chuckled softly. When I turned back to her, she ran a hand through her hair, then leaned in close, so close I could feel her breath brush my skin. “What we discussed stays a secret, okay?” she murmured, her smile returning as her finger pressed lightly to her lips. Before I could respond, she slipped something small into my palm.

That being invisible is worse than being hated. Because at least hatred means they see you. My hand trembled as I wrote the next line. If I’m not careful, I’ll break. And I don’t know if Cole would catch me if I do. The silence of my room pressed heavy around me. I closed the journal, shoving it under my pillow like a secret I wasn’t brave enough to speak aloud. For now, it was safe. Hidden. But some secrets don’t stay hidden forever.

Ophelia wore a high collar to hide the bite marks. Carl didn’t bother. Everyone noticed. Lilith cornered her in the library. “So… you gonna tell me, or do I have to psychic-rip it from your head?” Ophelia glared. “It’s not what you think.” “You did sleep with him.” Ophelia said nothing. Lilith gasped. “Oh my god.” “Shut up.” Lilith squealed into a book. “Okay, but also… finally.” Ophelia buried her face in her arms.

Leila tensed, waiting for the right moment. He ducked into the room adjacent to Linda’s, rummaging through his coat pocket. She didn’t have much time. Leila moved fast, slipping into the room behind him. She caught the faint scent of cheap vape and fear. His back was turned to her, and she moved like a shadow, her fingers ghosting over the jacket slung over the chair. There it was. A card, shiny and black, tucked neatly in an inside pocket. She slipped it out, her heart pounding in her chest. This was it—the key to the Rulers’ secret meetings.