Secret Class Manhawa Novels & Stories

Gotta love the San Fernando Valley. After I enter the building through the front entrance, using my employee I.D. badge to unlock the door, I pass by the rent-a-cop guard on duty at the front desk—ignoring him since he no doubt thinks I’m a porn star as the rent-a-cop’s are kept in the dark about what the building is really used for—and continue into the back warehouse. At the very rear of the warehouse is a shelf filled with DVD’s. I remove one titled The Horny Games—a porn-parody of a popular young adult book and film franchise in which Pussniss Everbone is forced by a futuristic dystopian government to participate in a televised fuck-to-the-death match—which releases a trigger mechanism.

The door was left open, and the scent of aged paper and dust filled the air. I clutched my hands, making sure I held onto the small note I had stolen from the archives. Becoming the next victim of a murder crime wasn’t my strong suit, and I was going to make sure that it never happens. “Don’t go into that open room; it is restricted to unauthorized personnel. Not even the Alpha walks in there without it being an emergency.” Marcus’ words made it all make sense. The best place to hide information this big was a place that the Alpha doesn’t walk into. The closest doors really do hold the biggest secrets.

The very next second, the massive TV screen displayed a scene too salacious for public viewing. Two pale bodies were tangled together. Embarrassingly loud moans and gasps blasted through the surround sound speakers, echoing through the entire living room. The image quality was crystal clear. Even the mole on Susanna's butt could be seen. Howie, who had just been so slick with his words earlier, instantly turned pale and tried to make a run for it, but the security guards deftly blocked his path. Susanna's face flushed red, her fists clenching tightly. Out of nowhere, she rushed over and grabbed my hand, tears streaming down her face. "Honey! Honey, I was wrong! It was just a mistake—a moment

He was a werewolf with a bit of corruption, that was about it. The woman hesitated before she reached for an old shelf and pulled a thick book. She opened the pages at lightning speed before she stopped at a page written in a different script. Malachi looked at the letters but shook his head instantly, “It's written in a secret code.” Jordan heart was beating wildly when his eyes lay on the title and it read, ‘TO MY BELOVED LYCAN RACE’ The old woman bowed deep, “Only YOU can read the content of the passage my Lord.”

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but it's fine they changed their minds faster than I thought. "So this is the section." My eyes widened when I saw a book. “What kind of book is this?” I almost let out a curse when I saw the cover of one book in that section. On the cover there was two men almost hugging each other only wearing their underwears. “Secret to longer homosexual relationships, Male edition,” I read the title out loud. I can't believe with my two eyes that there was a section like this in a bookstore. Am I that innocent to know about what is this?

And engraved across its surface were three chilling words: TRUST NO MENSAH. The tunnel fell silent. Daniel stared at the chip. Marcus stared at the chip. Valerie stared at the chip. And Ama felt her blood run cold. Because for the first time since this nightmare began, she realized something terrifying. The biggest secret wasn't hidden inside the necklace. The biggest secret was the warning it carried. And someone in the Mensah family was still hiding the truth.

} A small smile curved at one side of his lips as a handful of red mana surrounded his hands and dispersed into small dangerous marbles. “Up!” The red marbles shot up to the sky and stayed stagnant in the sky while distancing themselves, waiting for the right moment to shoot. “Why?” he asked, feeling superior despite the humiliation that Wan felt. {That’s because people will know that you are related to me.} Malikul chortled after being able to put an image of the embarrassment that Wan would face once the secret became an open book. “So? What is your solution?” {One of the possibilities is keeping it as one of the unreleased drafts.}

Scrawled on the back of the photo in bright red ink was a chilling message: “Mavric, I know Liora’s biggest secret the one not even you are aware of. See you at your second wedding.” Mavric looked up at Liora, his eyes filled with questions, while Liora stared at the photograph in stunned silence, her face turning pale. What other secrets was she hiding? And why was Lucas Thorne so confident that this information had the power to destroy everything they had built? END OF CHAPTER 156.

"That means he holds a secret he cannot allow anyone to discover. And whatever that secret is, Hailey and Keegan must have stumbled onto it." A sharp light flashed in his eyes. He struck the desk with his palm. "What is the greatest secret in the apocalypse? Resources." He leaned forward. "The massive shipment missing from Volmart… It's in his hands. And he is hiding it with some kind of spatial ability!"