Ruined Secrets Neva Altaj Novels & Stories

" Nobody knew the solution. However, I sensed it. A presence, heavy with forgotten strength, that lingers in the air. There is a secret hidden behind these walls that is just waiting to be revealed. I also felt in my heart that this was no typical disaster. The history of The Crimson Alpha was hidden here. And perhaps—just possibly—the secret to halting him. It became colder as we ventured more into the ruins. Even though the night air was already sharp, the unusually high temperature was a signal to my bones. Beside me, Mira shuddered. "Katrina, I don't like this. Something about this location is off. "We don’t have a choice," I whispered. "We need answers."

“You want to know what I inherited? His ruthlessness. His strategy. But I use them for you. I chose you, Alma. I would burn everything he built to keep you safe.” She blinked, fury and heartbreak clashing in her chest. “Then prove it.” Before Julian could respond, Selene burst through the doors. “We have a breach.” Alma’s eyes sharpened. “Where?” Selene threw a tablet on the desk. A map of the Blackhaven Vault lit up, Ashford’s oldest secure facility, hidden beneath an abandoned cathedral outside Geneva. “The vault is sealed,” Selene said, breathless. “But surveillance caught something someone.” Julian leaned in. “Show me the footage.”

But if he lives—if he's changed—we can't risk pause. Valeria came forward, her voice barely above a whisper. "Then let's make the nightmare end tonight. The helicopter rotors started to turn. The air churned around them like a sign. As they stepped aboard, Kc gripped Valeria's hand hard. "We leave this together," he told her. "Or not at all," she breathed back. RUINS OF A CHEMICAL PLANT — NIGHTFALL The structure was a forgotten carcass of rust and twisted metal. The world had buried this place, erased it from maps. Perfect for secrets. Perfect for a resurrection.

Y O U . M O N E Y . I S . A . M Y T H . W E . A R E . T H E . R E A L I T Y . Altair felt a cold rage settle in his gut. It was a different sensation than his father’s hot anger. It was distinct, calculating, and freezing. "Nova," Altair said quietly. "Get the hunting team." The screen flashed one final message. W E . A R E . C O M I N G . F O R . T H E . C R O W N .

Well, I'm the fucking Devil, and I will make people roar in fear of me. I'll be the dark fog engulfing the room, with nothing to lose and so much to gain. Like smoke, destroying everything it comes into contact with, until, all that remains is the aberrant odour of my contamination. My name is Sandro Peker, and you can read about my mission in the upcoming instalment of... Hidden Secrets: Forbidden Heirs.

I hug her. "Thank you for being my bestfriend" "Mhm, stop. That sounds too final. You and I are forever" Vee says when I get to her. "I believe that" I laugh, the tears not leaving my eyes once. "Thank you Elizabeth, for showing me that life is not over yet" Royale mutters, hugging tight. "C- can't breathe" I chuckle. "Oops sorry" "I'm sorry for everything I did to you" Eva sobs

model. ​Rhea, Elias, and a strike team of twenty elite wolves moved through the ruins of "Sector 14," a former chemical-processing hub. The buildings here were leaning at impossible angles, their skeletal frames draped in rusted pipes and frayed wires. There was no "sweetness" here; only the smell of acid and old ash.

We have become so close we are talking in the direction of asking permission so we can be each others 2nd chance mates. Shawn's mate died when they were 6. Car accident out in town, she was human but that doesn't make it anymore sad then it already is. We have to ask permission from the Alpha and Luna. Then the council. I knew Jackson's parents would agree but now with Alpha dead we would have to wait until a new Alpha, meaning Jackson would come in to power. I turned to grab my basket full of bags of seeds when I saw a limo pass by us as they slammed on their brakes and came to a halt at the end of my property.

It was an over confident walk. “That was a dirty little trick you played me,” Chad said. Mya shrugged, her smile far from disappearing. “It wasn’t that big of a deal.” Mya didn’t seem to understand. Secrets could ruin people. He and Amy shared a secret. It wasn’t that big of a deal, at least not to them, but it could be for other people. “You said your parents were gone and Jason and Amy left you and you needed a ride to school.”

I swiped it open. My blood turned to pure ice. Attached to the text were three high-resolution photographs. The first was a shot of my car parked outside the back entrance of Crimson Arch. The second was a blurry but unmistakable photo of me standing in the VIP lounge of the club, surrounded by information brokers. Beneath the images, a single line of text appeared: I know what you do at Crimson Arch, Alpha Aiden. Play your cards very carefully, or the entire council gets these pictures by midnight.