Secret Death Novels & Stories

That was how they worked, in silent communication and sync, so much so that they never accepted other people to switch or join them. Selena squatted at the end of the hallway by the wall where there was a fluffy door mat and ran her hand through it. Smooth, no lump or irregularities meaning it was either still new or never used. She moved it and smiled at her finding. A tiny key hole. Typical rich people. She thought. They either had a secret something behind a painting or behind a book shelf or under their floor boards. The owner of the house fell under the last category, thus explaining the thick ceiling. She pulled at one of the boards but it didn't budge. Pushing it didn't work out eithe

Alex stared at his mother with mixed expressions and asked, “Mom, what exactly have you been hiding from me about Dad’s death? Can you please tell me about it?” Brittany fell silent. “Secretary Kimmich died.” Alex notified. “Huh?” “Bill Rockefeller died too.” “What did you say?” Brittany jumped in extreme shock. Alex replied, “They died under the hands of Japanese ninjas. It turned out that Secretary Kimmich was a ninja too, she’s been lurking around the Rockefellers for quite some time. She told me that Dad’s death was not as simple as I thought, she even said that he didn’t die from a car crash. Mom, you must know something, right?”

I couldn't change my fate. So, I, November Starkey died at the end. And I carried with me, over to the afterlife, a secret that will hunt the lives of those who caused my death. You want to know the secret? You will have to wait till the end of my story to find that out.

The shadow of a long-forgotten secret loomed over us, threatening to shatter the fragile peace we had found. With trepidation in his eyes, Xander confided in me, sharing the truth that had haunted him for years. He revealed his involvement in an underground secret society, a dark world that he had long since distanced himself from. It was a past he had buried deep, hoping it would never resurface.

"I feel so suffocated that I had to lock myself up to prevent my anger from reaching its peak and me grasping her hair and pulling it out. Ugh!, I wanna kill her '' Selena ranted and gritted her teeth. "And also– " Can you let me talk?" her friend interrupted, obviously tired of talks. " Yes, speak" "It's actually a top secret party and you shouldn't tell your parents or brother about it. It is top secret, I repeat" "Why is it top secret, Marie?" Selena whispered into the speaker of the phone. "It's top secret because we are going to be doing a lot of dangerous things tonight" her voice sounded pretty husky like their deeds were going to be really dirty.

The sky had gradually darkened. Sean took this opportunity and gave Stella a call, "Yes. Something happened to Director Trenton from the Department of Education. Are you aware of it?" "Did he die?" Stella guessed. "We have temporarily blocked the news to prevent unnecessary riots. He was decapitated and stabbed eighteen times along with his eyes. There were also signs of him being suffocated. We'll need to get more details after an autopsy. There was even a piece of paper in his mouth. It wrote: This secret will disappear. His hands were tied and he was on the ground inside his secret room," Sean explained.

“No sir— I swear. “ Finn gave a sharp exhale. Damn My gaze returned to the corpse.She knew something, something deeper and worthy of death. Furthermore she had now carried that secret into eternity. My hands clenched at my sides, my pulse pounding in my ears as I remained motionless for a long time. The doctor's assistant came and took her body away. It was a taboo to kill oneself and even though she was Adrian's mate she won't be buried in the Grand PackHouse but outside. Then I finally said something.

It snapped me out of the daze but only a little. I lingered on the sidewalk, arms hugging my body tight, my heart slamming against my chest. Beneath the fear and the numbness, something else stirred. A small, shameful spark of relief. Sadie was gone. She couldn’t expose anything now. But that relief turned sour fast. Because secrets don’t stay buried—not even with the dead. And if I wasn’t careful, Sadie’s ghost would be the one to pull me under too.

I asked. “He realized what kind of man I was,” he said, and there was no apology in it, just a statement of fact. “He decided dying with his secrets was better than letting me keep you. He left the drive with me and said if you ever came looking, I should give you a choice he didn’t get to make.” He stepped closer. “You want to know what’s on the drive, Sienna,” he said, “It’s the last piece of his cipher. The part that unlocks the files he died to protect. The part that dealers and company owners have killed to get their hands on.”

Our dirty little secret was wide open, and I never wanted it to end. But as I drifted toward sleep, my phone buzzed on the nightstand. Mom’s name flashed on the screen.