Secret History Novel Novels & Stories

He just didn’t have the right door. I stared at those three lines for a long time. Then I looked at the clock. It was 2:17 in the morning. I thought about the folder and its eleven years of guarded secrets. I thought about what would happen when Daniel published the story, the Tao name splashed across headlines, and the massive fraud. The cover-up that started with four cold sentences and grew for fifteen years. Most readers would see the last name and make up their minds before they finish the second paragraph.

Justin had just alighted from the bus as he takes a look at the bustling city with skyscrapers and luxury cars all around him. He had just a little Duffel bag as he didn't want to carry along many things which will remind him of his past. He walked down the street to the little apartment Desmond his best friend had rented for him. His brain kept going back to the trauma and damage he faced from the terrific break up he witnessed causing his relocation. He vowed to himself never to be kept as a secret lover or let any man break his heart. As he walked further he stumbled upon a newspaper which stated the CEO of the White Companies is in need of a Personal Assistant and interviews were going o

Learn all his my dirty secrets before he takes me down or whatever his plan is. He had kneeled beside me, swiveling my chair until I was facing him. His hands rested on my thighs, his thumbs caressing them softly as he knelt between my parted legs. My breath hitched, I could feel myself getting excited. Scar wouldn’t shut the fuck up either, begging me to claim him. He stared into my eyes, his face was soft compared to his usual sternness. “You can tell me, Tara. You know that I will always keep your secrets,” he whispered, his chocolate scent relaxing me.

It was the key to unlocking the secrets that lay within the society's origins. As I opened the book, the pages emitted a soft glow, illuminating the room with an ethereal light. The words on the pages danced before my eyes, revealing the true nature of the secret society and their insidious plans for world domination. We learned of their roots, tracing back to ancient civilizations and the manipulation of power through the ages. The book detailed their rise to prominence, their influence in shaping historical events, and the depths to which they would go to maintain their control. But the book also held the solution—a long-forgotten prophecy that spoke of a chosen one, destined to wield the

I reached out and delicately retrieved it from the shelf, cradling it in my hands. A surge of anticipation coursed through my veins as I opened the book, its pages pristine and unmarred. The words within held the promise of hidden truths, a key to unlock the enigma that had consumed my thoughts. I read the title embossed in elegant lettering: "Tears of the Moon: Secrets Untold." My heart raced with excitement as I turned to the first page. The words danced before my eyes, weaving a narrative of forbidden knowledge and clandestine affairs. It spoke of a world beyond the ordinary, a realm where ancient forces converged and hidden battles waged under the pale light of the moon.

But still I couldn't shake the possibility that maybe Camille had something to do with this. I whispered, "I have something to show you." His eyes were tired yet seeking as he gazed at me. Reaching behind the line of hardcovers until my fingers found the latch, I got up and moved over to the bookcase. A tiny compartment opened with a click. When I returned to him, I placed it in his lap. He looked at it. "What is this?" I whispered, "The authentic documents the one Camille has been hiding from you” He gasped in shock springing up…..

She answered it. “Where are you going?” Sophia asked from the other end. “I needed to withdraw money from my card,” Anna told her. “Oh, my apologies. I had not given you any money. Please wait there and return to the suite. I’ll be there in a moment,” Anna sighed and headed back the presidential suite. She entered the bed again, began to eat her chips and fell asleep watching ‘A Series of Unfortunate Events’ , it had been one of her favorite novels as a child. She’s soon asleep and doesn’t hear when Sophia arrives in her room thirty minutes later with a black AMEX card. Sophia leaves a note besides the card with the pin code and other things that Anna will need to know.

“Yeah, I get it.” If there’s anything I hate, it has to be secrets. I have seen firsthand how it ruins things faster than you can blink. And I hate that I will have to keep this from her. My chest aches at the thought of her finding out. The look in her eyes. The hurt. How would she feel? Will she ever be able to look me in the eyes again when she finds out? How is this one truth going to affect us? When I think about it, when I think about the chances of her never speaking to me again after she finds out, the little devil in me tells me I should keep it a secret forever.

I went straight for the bookshelf, pulling every three books. I'd wandered into the secret room through this office years ago, a few years after he'd picked me up from the streets. I didn't understand then, but now this room is the only place that could hold anything incriminating against the Don. I pulled the books carefully, not to let them fall or upset the order. The only company I had in the silence was my heavy breathing and the shuffling of the books. But nothing. I had tilted every book, and nothing had turned up a secret door.

Leonard must have figured me out by now. He knew I was the type who acted shy on the outside but had secret desires underneath. After a few moments of teasing, he pulled me into another round, and we kept going until we were both completely worn out. When I was ready to leave, he insisted that I did not put my underwear back on. He said he wanted to keep it as a souvenir. I did not want to, but I could not argue with him, so I just did what he said. My stockings were already torn, so I could not wear those either. I took them off and went home wearing only my skirt.