Secret From Pretty Little Liars Novels & Stories

And once I knew the truth, the game would become much easier. Much more interesting. My thoughts drifted back to Celyne. I wondered what she was doing right now. Probably sitting alone somewhere. Overthinking. Worrying. Hiding. The same things she always did. A small smile returned. The funny thing about secrets was that they never stayed hidden forever. Eventually they slipped. Eventually they cracked. Eventually they destroyed the people carrying them. I intended to make sure of that. The front door opened. Lilly entered carrying several shopping bags. “Ma.”

The last blood of Daniels. “I do.” She said, “I was young but had a glimpse of it. It’s our little secret.” “With who?” Ciel frowned. “With your grandfather.” She said as she sideways. “I’ll be leaving now.” “Whatever… this needs to be open before I leave,” Paxton said. The door somewhere opens… They all looked at the other wall where a secret door opened, disguised as a chimney. “What to open?” Bella asked as she came out casually.

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.

“I asked about her and you!” Kaluna’s index finger pointed clearly at Rara who stood not far from him and Dewa. “Answer!” snapped Kaluna when Dewa remained stunned. “Today we’re supposed to be celebrating one year of our relationship, but you’re... celebrating by cheating on my friend?” To Kaluna’s astonishment, neither Dewa nor Rara denied her accusation at all. Did that mean the two of them had really been in a secret relationship behind her back? “You better be honest, Dewa.” Rara ventured to speak up.

I mumble, gazing into his eyes. “It’s dark and cold, I don’t want to burden you.” He runs his hand down my jawline, smiling sweetly as he strokes my lip. “You know, I’m a great reporter.” I pop my eyebrows at him. “Sure you are, but somethings is better kept secret, agree?” Lorenzo lifts one brow commanding my obedience. “I will leave it for now, but when you return you will tell me.” “Well, that’s reasonable, fine I’ll tell you then, just promise me one thing, you won’t go digging around for answers.” Lorenzo lifts my chin slightly with his index finger.

He couldn't stop himself from asking Leah. “Do you want to know how I understood why Richelle disliked it? Well, she had a book, and she wrote everything about you.” Lycan Hector nodded, but he felt unhappy when he remembered Richelle was too busy writing in her book. She even hides the book from him because she tells him that it's a major secret. She was happy whenever she wrote in her book while looking at him. It's a big book that she always brings wherever they go somewhere.

“The only thing he told them about me was Mum died in a car accident. I said the items were my sister’s and it was the only thing I had of hers before she died in the car accident with mum. The head master took pity on me and searched the dorm room. They found the shoebox hidden in a footlocker belonging to him. The head master looked at the photos and determined the pictures of you and I together were of me and my sister. Everyone was sympathetic after that and didn’t tease me about owning barbie dolls.” “Everyone except Alexander” Simone says, putting her arms around his neck. “Yeah” Emmett laughs, kissing Simone’s neck. “We had a few more fights but nothing as big as when he took the shoe

"You already know the powers I have and have seen the firsthand. You know I'm not lying." "As a matter of fact, no, I'm not…tell us then. Where is the madellion?" I hesitated for a moment, taking a deep breath before revealing the information. "It's hidden in a secret chamber beneath the old ruins, guarded by powerful enchantments. You'll need this key." I handed Leo a small, ornate key that I had taken from my father's study earlier that day. It was a replica to an original that opened the book to my dad's suitcase. Thank goodness it looked fancy and cryptic.

“Then why did you never tell me about that?” “I was sick!” She yelled. “I was sick, dad” And there was a crack in her voice, although believable, only the two of us knew the truth. “Well how am I supposed to believe any word you say now?” Davis questioned and from afar, I saw the glimmer in her wet eyes as she inched closer to him. “We just went to the lake.” She whispered. “But you didn’t tell me about that, did you?” He asked. “What happened to never keeping secrets, Summer? It was our pact” He said. “Since when do you look me in the eyes and lie to me?” He snarled.

Her parents thought it would be better to keep the secret hidden from everyone and I only know by accident. We were ten at the time and we used to play together a lot. We were climbing a tree when my glasses fell off. I tried to climb back down to get them when I misplaced my footing and ended up falling down about ten feet. I landed on my arm and I knew it was broken instantly. A searing hot pain ran up my arm and I couldn’t move it because of how much it hurt. Tara came down and gave me my glasses. She felt like it was her fault that I broke my arm and felt so bad, she was crying. She held her hands over my broken forearm, mumbling about how it was all her fault, when it began to gl