Secret Weapon Synonym Novels & Stories

“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.

"Well obviously you are not the first...different person I've met. I am not sure if I have ever met someone like you." "How do you know about our world?" Our world was supposed to be a secret. Most humans couldn't handle knowing about us. That's why mates are rare, at least within the vampire community. It is a law among all "paranormal" creatures that our world must be kept secret. "I know humans aren't supposed to know about you. If you tell me what you are then I'll tell you what I am." I knew she was special. "As you wish. I am a vampire."

“But I need to deal with this myself.” Quietly, I close the door and make my way down the dim hallway, barefoot, careful not to wake anyone. My destination is Kael’s hidden room—the one he thought I didn’t know about. I key in the password I once glimpsed while he was distracted. The lock clicks open. Cold air rushes out from the secret chamber. Weapons line the walls like an art collection from hell—guns, blades, and vials filled with strange liquids. I take two pistols, a knife, and a few tiny bottles labeled with a skull symbol.

I mean I'm just here so why can't I find him here? And besides, I'm so sure there is no way to put a password into it other than mine and my mother's fingerprint. Don't tell me he also changed his? Here it is again, my mom's house and the mysteries in it which has no end. If I've already some of the mysteries in the house that I've stayed in for years, then that just means that I'm back to zero in this house and I'm just starting to unleash every inch of it which I'm doing just now and I know that this one is the easiest for this is the first one that I found. Does she even have a house with no secret doors, rooms, and those things that can make me out of my mind? That's what's making every

he said directly. "Why so much damn secrecy?" I questioned despite being on the brink of losing my damn mind. And if I was wrong in saying too much. "Let's just say we have a Code F in progress..." I squinted my eyes because I had forgotten what the damn Code F meant until a flash of mental clarity reminded me that it was a key code, we used to describe the fact that someone very close was not only listening and selling information to the enemy but could be a potential aggressor in the process.

The value of a secret relies on who it must be kept hidden. Like plants, secrets are hidden. They can remain buried for a very long period under the dirt, but gradually they will start to send up shoots and reveal themselves. They must do it. It's in their character. initially only a little green stem. which, until it manifests itself, stealthily and insidiously gets taller and stronger. Right in front of your eyes is a big fat secret; it's a fully opened flower scented with deceit.

Phil punched in the codes in haste, and before you know it, they were inside the secret room. The secret room was indeed a state of the art, equipped with devices that could rival the Pentagon. All of the equipment was military commissioned; the computer system, guns and ammunition... Everything that was inside of that room was all built for precaution and Phil had spent good money on these babies. After all, he was trying to lay down low from the The Order of Immortalis, and what better way than to ante up his security?

A girl can dream. I flash my I.D. badge at the desk security guard, who no doubt believes he actually works for a porn warehouse, and make my way to the back of the building, past aisles and aisles of storage boxes of smut. At the very back of the warehouse is a standard bookshelf lined with DVD’s. I look for the current secret video—Jurassic Puss, tagline: ‘Life finds a way . . . to cum’—and pull it from the shelf, triggering the mechanism which opens up the secret door leading down to the subterranean building which is the true heart of T.H.E.M.’s operations.

I try to defend her. " What do you mean she isn't like that?" He questions. " She's my childhood friend" " Friend? You....Don't say things like that so casually" he said. " You have to fall in the water together. To know who your real friends are." " Check the contract and revise the" parts that don't favor us." He turns to his secretary. " Yes sir." ___________ I'm currently out eating lunch with Jesse. " Jesse " I drag a chicken wing.

Her silence pressed on my chest. Finally, she said, “Does anyone else know?” “No.” “Good. Keep it that way. You don’t want that getting out. People here weaponize secrets for sport. And I hope you’ve gotten rid of the poison. Every trace of it.” I nodded stiffly, “I flushed it.” “Good.”