Seceret Class Novels & Stories

“And I want it in writing, ideally with timestamps.” Maddox’s gaze stayed steady. “You get what you need.” “That’s the phrase you people like,” I said, keeping my tone light even as my nerves stayed sharp. “Need to know. Classified. Confidential. Everything’s a secret until someone’s in handcuffs.” Maddox didn’t move. “Secrets keep the pack alive.” “Secrets also put clients in prison,” I replied. “Especially when prosecutors can smell them.” His jaw tightened slightly. “You’re not going to scare me with Silvia Smith.”

Her fingers hovered over the folder. ⸻ Damien’s voice came from behind her. “This wasn’t here before.” ⸻ Sienna didn’t look back. “I know.” ⸻ She opened it. ⸻ Inside were documents. Old. Official. Stamped. Some redacted. Some not. ⸻ Her name appeared instantly. Multiple times. ⸻ Sienna Claire Ross. Not just mentioned. Not just referenced. ⸻ Classified designation: ACTIVE CORE ASSET ⸻ Her breath stopped.

Belinda's heart was already pounding, afraid that their relationship would be exposed just because her husband was being reckless on campus. “After Isabella’s class, do you still have classes?” "Today, it just so happens that your class and Isabella's are in. Can't wait to see me working in your office again?" Belinda winked cutely. "I'd rather ask for your help. I really need you on a secret mission at the office later." “What secret mission? Am I a secret agent like in the movies?” Brandon laughed in amusement at his wife's innocence, making him even more excited. "Today I have to catch Celine. I won't let her stay in my office any longer."

Despite spending decades in Capitol, Ethel hadn't been able to befriend him. Lucas didn't even spare the hotel manager a glance. "Because he isn't qualified to have access to the special guest list." Christopher clasped his hands behind his back and let out a sneer. "The identity and itinerary of every special guest are classified as Class A confidential. How could the organizer possibly disclose that much information to the hotel manager?" Don's face had already turned pale. If the organizers found out that he had nearly thrown Elara out of the banquet hall just moments ago, he would undoubtedly be fired.

He calmly ordered his subordinate, Lenny Martinez, "Lenny, go and classify this military operation as a top secret. Apart from me and the head of Salvania, make sure to keep things at the highest security level. "Also,contact that kid for me. I have something to say to him." "Yes, Commander Mercer!" … At that moment, Sean arrived at Harmony Grove in his Maybach and reached the building where Cecilia lived. He emanated a strong rage as he got out of the car. "This place has been sealed off, and no one is allowed to enter without the command of General Taylor!" Sean was surrounded by soldiers the moment he got out of the car. "Samuel's command? Who the hell does he think he is?" Sean lowered

He looked rich and handsome from behind. “I…” Just as I was about to speak, he turned around, and my eyes widened in shock and disbelief at the sight of who it was. “Who are you and why are you in my office unannounced?” His deep voice growled, sending electrifying waves down my body. How was it that I was standing before the almighty Brian Hill, President of Sierra Cure Pharmaceutical, and feeling drawn to him as my second-chance mate? I trembled. “I am… I am Alicia Harries, your new secretary.” I bowed my head briefly.

"Who was it?" Kay slouched in her chair and ordered a glass of wine from one of the waitresses. "You were talking to me," she raised an eyebrow. "About your sexual abstinence." I groaned. My fingers began drumming on the table at the same moment. "Kay? Damn, I forgot to tell you," I was still uncomfortable, but I didn’t want to think about it anymore, about... her. "NewScene called me yesterday. They want me for the lead role in their new movie."

I nodded even though he couldn't see me, "I found a guy lying there—" "Wait, wait," he cut me off making me furrow my brows, "how could you have found him? I've gotten rid of him hours ago." There was a minute of silence from both our sides. I was beyond confused. "Sean," he spoke after a few more seconds of silence, "did you see a girl there? Long black hair? Blue eyes? Pale skin?" "Yes. You know her?" I ran a hand through my hair, letting out a groan, "I'm so fucking confused right now."

Karen met his eyes, the weight of their secret betrayal pressing between them, stirring a sense of danger and forbidden intimacy that the audience should feel. “I only have one chance, Rahul,” Karen whispered, her hands gripping the secure portfolio. “Lara secured the schematics from Roberts. I need to know the final sequence. The Trojan horse is primed, but I need your intimate knowledge of Rachna’s security protocols to execute the final, crippling move.” Rahul stepped closer, his body blocking the doorway, his silhouette a magnificent shield against the hidden surveillance. The proximity was immediate, intense, and deeply familiar. He lowered his head, his lips brushing her ear.

He can't think of any business he has with her when his secretary shook him out of his oneirism. "Sir are you still there?" "Send her in," he said and his secretary was confused as though he just spoke in a language she didn't understand. This is literally the first time Maverick will let anyone who didn't book an appointment with him or his family "not in-laws" into his office. "Sir?" She called skeptically. "You heard me," he said and threw the phone down. The secretary stared at Gia one more time before saying, "you can go in"