Read Your Secret Keeper Novels & Stories

She said Frowned. "I didn't mean that. I was just asking." He said. "Yes I like to read story books. Especially this book. It is a story about a warrior who lost his master. His senior killed his master to take his master's secret diary. Now the warrior run away with the book to save. This story is just like my story. That's why I like this book." She replied with her head down. The story book was in her hands and her eyes were staring at the book. Her tears fall down on the book.

YOU CAN’T KEEP HIS CHILD A SECRET FOREVER❤️. I stood frozen, staring at Josh holding the evidence of my secret, completely speechless.

He reached for my chin, lifting it up. “You have to pick any promise that I should keep,” he muttered in a low tone. I strained my ears to get the words. My eyes raked him once again — I had subconsciously been doing that since he stepped in here bare chested. Well defined abs placed in the right order. He had the flexibility of an assassin, and it showed in his body. A huff skated out, stopping myself from undressing the other half of him any further. “No secrets. Promise me to never keep a secret from me. Especially something this shock worthy.”

The silence heavier. Then Seraphina looked directly at Elyra. "Your grandmother wasn't merely part of the Thirteen Families." "She was the Keeper." Nobody understood. Victor immediately raised a hand. "I have a question." Nobody looked at him. He lowered his hand. "Never mind." Seraphina continued. "The Keeper protected the final secret." The final secret. The phrase sent chills through everyone. Then Lucien's face suddenly lost all color. As if he had finally realized something.

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

He entered a long code, leaned forward for the scanner to read his eye. A section of the bookcase, smooth and seamless, slid aside with a soft hiss. Behind it was not a room, but darkness. That's where the secrets actually live," Brian breathed, his tone hushed. "The ones that aren't in the archive. The ones that can bring it all down." He glared at Davidson with an inscrutable look. "The key of irrevocability." He reached out and grasped Davidson's, the one with the watch on which the scars were visible. He moved his fingers over the keypad.

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

She laughed with the expression of Clarke. “Don’t worry I know what I am doing babe.” Keira was confident, with her actions. She held a page near the stove; with its heat suddenly handwritings appeared on the pages. “I remember, he thought me this when I was eight years old; he always told me that the biggest secrets are the ones that are already in front of you.” Clarke continued his cooking, while Keira started reading the secret messages from the book. “My Dear Keira, I know somehow you would figure this out, I am proud of you I know I raised a bright beautiful girl. If you are looking for the stuff that could end all your questions, you know where I would place them.

I need to figure out which one exactly leads to the basement. This is when one of the door was attracted my attention. I gasped. This has to be the one! The Set of doors was made up of black steel and it was heavily guarded. This is it! I somehow need to distract them to get to the door. But how!? They are freaking 20 guards! I can't even shoot them because I have only fore bullets left. I need to save them. That's when I suddenly realise a secret technique that Issac taught me. It is how to reflect a bullet. I looked up at the chandelier, is made up of glass, perfect.

It looks meek and harmless on the outside, but even his friends who could not hear the strange noise could feel a strange form of energy coming from it. “Are we supposed to go there,” Don asked. “It’s probably an old cupboard,” Alice added. “Funny, the Principal didn’t say anything about this,” Kirsten said suddenly. “Let’s see what’s behind this door,” said Van. Finally he will get to see what secret this door conceals. With shaking hand, he seizes the knob and swings the door open. And what they found startles them.