Secret Life As A Teenager นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.

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.

She picked up her scarf and walked out of the house. She decided she would just hide in the car and scare him. It will be fun... With that intention, she walked to the elevator, knowing it would take a few minutes for him to reach downstairs to the parking lot. Aarvi opened his car with the help of an extra key and hid in the back seat. Soon Anshuman reached his car and opened the door of it. He did not notice Aarvi’s presence there. Aarvi was about to scare him when his phone went off as he picked up the call.

She had unwittingly stumbled upon a secret so dangerous that those in power would stop at nothing to keep it hidden. The secret involved a classified government project that could change the course of history. It was a hidden technology capable of manipulating the minds of individuals, erasing memories, and even controlling behavior. Isabella's knowledge of this project had made her a target—an expendable pawn in a dangerous game of power and control.

He then twists his ankle after tripping on a broken floorboard. “You can never go back…” Van freezes on his spot, eyes scanning the vicinity to locate the source of the demonic voice. “Don’t play tricks on me,” he shouted. Bullies in school always do this to him, and he learned to play dirty after someone attempted to throw him in the locker… School… Bullies… Yes! How he could forget it? He and his friends attend this school where you can find a restricted hallway… “The door,” Van said as one by one memories starts to come back, “there is a door somewhere here that will take you to a secret world.”

He said, his tone was demanding and clearly warned me not to disagree. I nodded my head and he instantly released me. I pulled myself up and sat on the bed. "Speak." I said folding and hands on my chest. He took a deep breath.. "As you have already discovered, we are not the russian mafia. We are the government's secret force." He said and took another deep breath.

"I'll pay you, and you have to keep this a secret." Estefan just shrugged and took Kaluna back to school. Ever since finding herself in the apartment room with Estefan the other day, Kaluna had been a little mischievous whenever she met the youngest teacher in the school. Every second of Estefan's gaze at her felt like the pointed tip of an arrow ready to shoot, making Kaluna uncomfortable with her own existence.

It was an over confident walk. “That was a dirty little trick you played me,” Chad said. Mya shrugged, her smile far from disappearing. “It wasn’t that big of a deal.” Mya didn’t seem to understand. Secrets could ruin people. He and Amy shared a secret. It wasn’t that big of a deal, at least not to them, but it could be for other people. “You said your parents were gone and Jason and Amy left you and you needed a ride to school.”

My father had just threatened to remove his only daughter from the position of heiress. I was the nation's most valuable asset, a tag given to me since birth. The reason why my life was being targeted by criminals. The deadly secrets I knew that no one else knew. He could throw them all away because of some biotech nonsense! Ethan once told me that everyone in life wanted recognition one way or the other. He had said that when I went to swim on a warm afternoon.

I mustered the strength, defeating the erotic thoughts in my head, as I shoved him away. “Stop freaking touching!” I growled, biting my tongue as I struggled to finish the sentence because he was messing with my head. “Yes, I am girl.” “You don’t want to get on my bad side,” He grinned shamelessly, “I am the only one who knows your secret, shouldn’t you try to keep me shut? One word from me, and you would be out of this school. Worse, you would be in juvie, and or your parents would be punished also.”