Secret Class Manhwua Novels & Stories

hindi ko inaasahang magbubukas siya ng topic tungkol sa kanila ni Ate Luna, dahil siya pa nga itong ayaw na binabanggit ang pangalan ng ex niya. Umiling ako. “Because of a secret.” “Anong secret?” Na-curious tuloy ako bigla. “Secret nga diba?” I frowned, which I gained a laugh from. “It’s something I hid because I don’t think it’ll be important in the present day. Hindi naman na siya mahalaga sa akin.” “Mm,” pagpapatuloy ko sa kaniya. “I was..” “Ano?” He smirked. “I was… a gay.”

From the brief of information he got, it seems like the strongest man is not within the base but he went to do the secret operation in Rome. “It’s good that he’s not here, save me the hassle of subduing him.” He said and decided to cause havoc within the base but then his spiritual sense had caught something interesting. The two familiar faces that he remembered from the internet. It’s chancellor Lu and crown prince Huizhong that are in the middle of a heated debate within the private room near the command center. —---- 00:45 Qin Empire Secret Bureau base - Private room —---- Within the private room that serves as a bedroom and the private office for the high-ranking official of the secret b

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.

"Not coming to what?" Luke Collins had come out of the shower. Droplets slid from his damp hair and vanished into the folds of his robe. The fabric clung to his frame, outlining his toned body. "It's just a party." I hurriedly ended the call, trying to avoid him and leave the balcony. 'Actually, it's my wedding,' I thought. His hand shot out, pulling me gently against him. The familiar warmth seeped through my clothes, stirring an ache in my chest. He chuckled, "Were you talking to Mike? Did you spill our secret?"

I love you ~D~ Justin felt like he was suffocating as the words he had just read kept replaying in his mind. " Was Desmond right? Is Drake actually gay? Is this a dream?" Justin's said to him self as he kept staring at the paper in his hands. His pulse began raising as he found it hard to swallow. Guilt filled him up as he felt that he had trespassed into Drake's secret he wouldn't want anyone to know. As he stood there thinking he heard footsteps approaching the office which he recognized as Drake's.

If anything, it intrigued me. Today, I had finally called him out on it—well, indirectly. That little comment about his secret? I wanted an answer. But all I got was the same guarded smile he always gave me, like he was holding back something massive. It only made me more curious. As I finished up with my last client for the morning, I caught sight of him leaving the gym. Even in something as simple as a T-shirt and shorts, Liam looked like he belonged on the cover of a fitness magazine. His broad shoulders, the way his muscles moved under his skin—it was hard *not* to notice him.

I heard a nurse say. I bit my lips and tried not to clench my fists as they badmouthed my father, despite that monster Richard being the heartless one that exterminated an entire clan in mere hours. "You better shut your mouth for good. I wonder where you heard that from. The Flame blood wolf pack's issue is a classified national secret. Even if you're mated to the general, you shouldn't run your mouth just because he gave you a little detail not privy to others. If the emperor ever hears you mention Flame blood wolf pack or their betrayal, he will execute you and also the general for revealing top national secrets to his mate." The chief physician said firmly, bandaging the wounds.

“I keep waiting for you to show me your asshole side, Deacon. But you’re sickeningly sweet sometimes. I definitely had the wrong idea about you early on.” “Manwhores can still be sweet. Sometimes we even shop for flowers for our friends.” He winked. Friends. I heard that loud and clear. “Sometimes manwhores even crochet.” I winked back. “Ouch.” He smiled through gritted teeth. “Remember your promise, Carys.” My body buzzed with awareness as I took him in. He wore a dark green sweater with jeans and black leather boots. His sleeves were rolled up, and for the first time I got a full look at the tattoo on his left forearm.

the bodyguard took the signed documents, handed me my copy, and left, while I handed the copy to one of the bodyguards standing next to me. I avoided eye contact with anybody especially Luna till I heard the swing door open, and a young handsome man entered, he was putting on black pants and white sleeves, and his sleeves had blood on them, I felt disgusted as to who he was but my eyes widened in surprise when I noticed he was the man I had save that night but what was he doing at the wedding?

The man looked around the large room and walked over to the countless piles of money. “Sigh… what a shame this is all fake!” The deep voice snorted loudly, then whistled as it rubbed the pile of counterfeit money. “I'm upstairs, copy that! I'll go down now. Just make sure everything is in order!” The man spoke to himself which Bianca believed was communicating with another mafioso on duty in the building. The footsteps trailed off and the room went dark again. Bianca who was under the table breathed a sigh of relief. “Phew… my heart feels like it's going to burst!” She tried to get out to see the door to the room that had been closed tightly.