Secret Class Novels & Stories

“A game? At bedtime?” “Yep,” I said, leaning in a little closer. “It’s called the ‘Get Rid of Secrets’ game. It works like magic. You and I take turns telling a secret—something we’ve never told anyone before. It helps clear your mind so you can sleep.” Evan’s lips twitched into a hesitant smile. “That’s… a weird game.” “Maybe,” I admitted, “but it works. Want to try?” He hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “Okay, but you go first.”

Charles says, wrapping his arms around me from behind. My poor heart "Oh no son, I just didn't know that you and Elizabeth were that close" "Let's just say she's that hidden secret I wasn't ready to reveal yet" Now he's insinuating things "Oh I get it now. Congratulations you both!" She says with a beaming smile and walks excitedly, as if she has a dirty secret she cannot wait to share with everyone. "Charles!" "Elizabeth!" "Now you're just creating stories" "I've always wanted to be a writer since I was a kid"

“He did not know the memory. No one could. We told no one.” Kiel turned his head to look at me. “Which means our secrets are our strongest shield. Anything we speak in private… anything we share only with each other… they cannot use it against us. They can copy my face. They can copy my codes. But they cannot copy what only we know.” He reached for my hand and laced his fingers through mine.

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

I was glad that he couldn’t see me right now and see how much of a mess mere words were turning me into. “I have some of my friends coming up to the Velvelty room tonight for a top-secret meeting; their attendance shouldn’t be on record, and if anything, it should be recorded in a coded manner. Everything they ask for should be provided and you should attend to them yourself. I wanted the room free of anybody and you would be giving them four crates from the shipment you received. They would hand you three flash drives, and they would confirm it with their own tech guy. Make sure it is properly confirmed and they aren’t disturbed. Trust is vital in a business like ours and the ones of my fri

She shrugs her shoulder and whispers back, “I don’t know.” With a hint of concern, the older man softly replies, “I needed to get to the secure room. Sorry.” My eyebrows furrow as I turn my attention back to the phone. “Secure room?” A click resonates through the phone. “Yes. The elders have a secure room right off our office. We are sworn to keep it secret from others, and it is free from any spy devices. We search the area multiple times a day, but since this news seems to include you, I’m talking freely about it. Plus, Alpha Brayden can handle you regarding the confidential information if you leak anything you hear. Alpha, there are a few other elders with me, so please proceed wi

I stepped in line with him, but Lucifer shook his head. "I am actually going to need Loss, and Josie to go find the book. My brothers and I will be on the battlefield cleaning up this mess. You have to hurry though. Anymore of these strange signs existing, the closer she is to coming back on earth." Lucifer said, as he disappeared in a burst of flames. Loss grabbed my hand, as we blinked out of existence. When we come to, we're in the southern area of the world. Antartica. The place where all the secrets are frozen.

We all have secrets. The first real secret I ever had began when I was nine years old. I’m not talking about when someone tells you something and you keep it to yourself—it’s more like when you know something or have seen something that no one else has, and telling someone about it takes away from your pleasure, from your secret. Now, I’m not going to talk about my secret eleven years ago. I’m going to talk about my biggest secret of all time. Back when I was sixteen years old.

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That ended today. Someone knocked on my door. "Come in" The security chief entered with two large guards behind him. They looked serious and ready for trouble. "What can we do for you sir" the chief asked. "I need you to find Karen Tyler" I said. "She used to be my secretary. Find her and escort her out of the building immediately" "She is being terminated" the chief asked. "She was terminated days ago but she keeps coming back" I said. "I want her removed and banned from this building permanently. She is not allowed to return for any reason"