Secret Sister Form Novels & Stories

"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.

“Secrets keep people alive.” I frowned. “That’s a terrible way to live.” “It is.” For the first time since I’d met her, genuine sadness appeared in her eyes. “It truly is.” She reached into her handbag and removed a small envelope. She slid it across the table toward me. I looked at it but didn’t touch it. “What’s that?” “Information.” “About Cole?” “No.” “Then what?” “About security.” I slowly opened the envelope. Inside were three private security contacts and information for a prestigious school specializing in child protection.

Cara shouted, sweeping the documents off the desk. Then she suddenly stopped, clasped her hands together, and bowed. "I'm sorry. I lost control. Please… can you tell me where he went?" "I can pay. Whatever you want–I’ll give it to you. Just tell me where he is." As she spoke, she pulled out her phone and even reached toward the other man’s pocket. The man stiffened and quickly pushed her away. "Ms. Lake, what are you doing? I already said I don’t know where he went. And it’s not our place to ask."

They were pens shifted from where they had been placed, post-it notes shifted from certain positions as if… As if someone had rifled through my drawers hastily. Right then, I knew something was up and quickly crouched too low to pick the paper up. And that was when I saw it. The supply form…and a signature. My signature. But I quickly noticed that it wasn’t the one I had written down. Instead, it was another paper entirely, a complete copycat of my original copy. “What could this mean?” I mumbled to myself. I picked up my telephone and called the Secretary immediately. She walked in and bowed. “Yes, Luna, you sent for me.”

James raised an eyebrow, and I quickly looked away, embarrassed. “Yes, but I’ll need you to sign this agreement, stating that you acknowledge that today's matter never happened and nothing will be leaked to the press. If it is, you’ll face legal action but if you sign it, you can take the money” The secretary took a file from his bag and gave it to him.

"Pim! Pim!! Pim!!!" The phone beeped indicating a message. I clicked it and it read "Be ready, the game begins in 5 minutes." Immediately I read that my heart skipped and literally stopped beating for a few seconds and it took me seconds to regain myself. My lids patted, I let out a huge sigh as I prepared for the worst with confidence. The game; Can you keep a secret? Appeared on the screen.

Tit for tat was a fair game , so I wasn't committing an offence anyway,she also stared at mine last night so. "There you go,sir" she said distancing herself away from me. My arms hurt,I needed a shower real bad but also a shirt , what would people think if they saw me coming shirtless from my secretary's room? "Millers,I need a shirt," I said not even sparing her a glance. " Um...I think I have one but it's too small," she said rummaging through her bag, when she finally removed a black shirt with the inscription,'I've got ass'

“Though he’s told you that I acquired the secret techniques in Fyre Cave, I’m sure he didn’t tell you which ones! Since we’re already here, I may as well elaborate! You see, among the secret techniques, one of them specifically dealt with formations!” replied Gerald who was still smiling.

I had no idea where we were going, but if he was dressed in a suit, I had to look the part. We were in total silence until we reached the wide fields outside our town. I could not keep my questions locked any longer. I opened a door, and Michael's secrets were waiting on the other side. "Are you willing to tell me now?" I carefully asked. "I guess I am," he said, eyes on the road the whole time. "There was this girl... Bethany," he said, spitting it like it was the devil's name. "I knew she was no good, but she was so into me, so... I finally gave in. I went to a party she and her brother had hosted. Then she invited me to her room... and I was so stupid! I went and... I know I had a drink,

Clause 2: Public Marriage, Private Terms. Clause 3: No Disclosure of Personal History. Clause 4: No Physical Obligation Unless Consensual. Clause 5: Total Confidentiality. Clause 6: No Secrets — From Either Side. Her fingers stilted over the last line. No secrets. Her voice, when it came, was barely above a whisper. “This part,” she murmured, pointing to the line. “No secrets… what does that mean?” Damian leaned forward, folding his hands. There was something rigid in the way he moved—like he wasn’t used to explaining himself.