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I stopped, not bothering to look back, lest he realize that I was hurting. “Remember, Aaliyah, everything we talked about is a secret.” He said it seriously. I just nodded in agreement, not bothering to respond, and just opened the door and left. And as I left, the tears that I'd been holding back since earlier finally fell. You're so heartless, Travis! ********** “Are you sure about this, bestie? You can still back out.” I turned my gaze to my friend, who had been nervous and uneasy since earlier.

He had long ago guessed that the contents of the folder w rea book, what the book contained, however; he was about to find out. He sucked in a deep, unsteady breath before he flipped open the leather cover. The first thing that appeared was a photograph that he recognised instantly, it was of himself leaning against his beloved red, Ford Granda. The photo was taken three months into their relationship; he went to pick Aria up from court one day; she sneaked the picture while walking towards him leaning against his car. His fists clenched as a myriad of emotions swept through him, the logical part of his brain was screaming at him to toss the book into the fire and never think of it again, bu

ERENDINA. I have a secret. I have many secrets. And nobody knows my secrets. To the rest of the realm, I’m too flawless. To them, I’m the princess with the perfect life—one that’s envied by all. But they do not know me. They do not know of my secrets. They do not know of the person that hides behind the perfect display I put on for the rest of the world. They do not know I’m undeserving of every word they’ve defined me with. They do not know that I’m neither brave nor strong. And I’m most certainly not pure.

Unfortunately, the Wrights had moved away during my junior school years, which separated us from each other. After that, we still kept in touch with each other frequently. When we hit our university years, our contact gradually lessened. Two years ago, I heard about Janice's disappearance from her mother all of a sudden. The Wrights had been looking everywhere for Janice, yet they could never find her. I couldn't believe what I heard back then. Little did I know that she got sold to this place. "That's why you all are a bunch of phonies! You claim to be kind and morally right, but the truth is, you do a bunch of immoral things behind everyone's backs!"

“I suppose it depends on the secret, doesn’t it? As long as we’re not betraying each other, and we’re not harming one another…I don’t see what the problem is.” “I just don’t think that it's healthy.” “Spirit wolves…our secrets exist to protect us. Our mates know that. They can’t understand us, and we can never fully understand them. The secrets a man must hold to keep his mate safe…sometimes that’s a heavy burden.” “What kind of secrets?” “How should I know?” Shawna asks. “It’s called a secret for a reason.” She gives me a piercing look. “Please…you can never share any of our secrets with Jericho.”

So I would have to endure the other guys ogling Tara and talking about how much bigger her chest was than the other girls and how much her ass cheeks hung out of her shorts. I sat down next to her, keeping a safe distance, but she seemed to scoot closer, so close, her knee was touching my leg. I gulped and wiped the sweat that began to drip from the sides of my temple. She pulled out her copy of The Wizard’s Accomplice and threw it open on the blanket to where she had a few yellow tabs sticking out, saving a few spots for easy finding. She played with a lighter, flipping the top open and closed in one hand. “Did you start that fire?” my voice a bit higher than I would have liked. She sm

William broke free of one of the security guard's arms and fought his way out, flinging Abril to the ground. Abril covered her belly and cried uncontrollably. Her belly there had long been empty. Seeing this, I choked up. I was going to experience life or death too. Finally, I held Vivian's hand. "Vivian, you'd better delete that picture." We should pretend we never saw it. Trying hard not to cry, Vivian gently nodded her head. "I'll be right here waiting for you. I swear. You must be tough." I nodded and smiled.

So I ended up telling her about Lily, Selene and Aurora. “So there’s still one of them roaming free in the castle?” she cried. “Remember the girl who brought us tea the other day?” “That’s why she stared at you like that!” “I’m afraid so.” In the afternoon, she helped me sit by the window with one of the books she’d brought, and told me to open it while she fetched the chest with my brushes and ribbons. My hair was already long enough for her to try more complex braids. I was mesmerized by the book. It was a true work of ark, written in black ink with gorgeous, colorful illustrations in most of the pages. It was a children’s story, telling how the wolves had arrived in the Dale.

She zapped past her in a fevered attempt to sneak out of the door, but that never happened as she felt something burn. She felt the heat before realization hit her that it was her wings. And then a force yanked her back, so hard that she crashed against the opposite follow. The back of her head collided. “The book. Give back the book.” A deadly voice demanded, but she had no strength to protest, no energy to escape. She knew she would not make it out of here. The book slid out from her unconscious hands.

I whisper, unsure if she can hear me in her unconscious state. I take the book from her arms and open it. I skim through it, anger boiling in me as I read it’s entries. This is why Alpha Jake wanted the book. He wants that potion, meaning he is working with dark witches. I turn to the back of the book and find there are some pages stuck together. I carefully pull them apart and my eyes widen with surprise.