Secret World Book Novels & Stories

He took his bath, changed into a comfortable outfit before walking out of his room to the study room. Aaron suddenly popped out of nowhere with a book with him. "Where did you come from?" Ryan asked looking under the furniture. "I was searching for a book which I think fell under the table. But I saw was this 'hundred ways to kill yourself' book. How come you have such a book in here? Were you planning to kill yourself? You know if you die, mom would hunt your spirit down and even get your spirit married to Mrs Salvador " "Will you stop saying rubbish? The book isn't mine, it's dad's,"

Definitely not trying to seduce just the steam sticking to the mirror, the accidental press of bodies in the tight space, the forbidden pull of best friend's brother coming into my house. His eyes went down to my lips, which were open in a gasp, and then down to the very quick breathing of my chest, the nipples of my breasts through the fabric being stretched. "Lila..." His voice roughened, free hand twitching at his side, fighting the pull. Mine mirrored, rising to his chest to push? Or steady? The touch lingered, feeling his heart thunder under my palm. The seduction bloomed unintentional: humidity making my skin glow, his drunk haze blurring lines, our the steam.

“I’ve worked for you long enough to read the pauses.” Naomi smirked. “Maybe you should be the one making the closing arguments.” Sandra tilted her head with a knowing grin. “Isn’t that what you’re already doing? Piece by piece… Secrets Unfold, right?” Naomi blinked. “You remember the name?” “Hard to forget when it’s what you’re living.” Naomi picked up a glass and stared into it like it held some kind of answer. Secrets Unfold. Yes. That’s exactly what today felt like. A day where hidden feelings peeked through smiles, where silence told louder truths than words.

Setting the picture to the side, Violet looked at the other things that were inside the drawer. The first thing that caught her eye was a small black book. The page Violet opened was a list. There was a name of a city, a first and last name, then a number, and finally an address. This had to be what Jeremy was looking for. She set the book to the side and looked at the rest of the contents. Some of them were letters discussing this Richard Morgan she’d heard so much about. Whoever he was, he was not only a thorn in the alpha’s side but a lot many other people.

A problem shared is a problem solved so don't be afraid to tell me anything”. Gabby saw the curiosity in her mother's eyes. She thought of still hiding it away from her mother, but it was impossible because her mother was getting closer to knowing the secret to her tears, so she decided to open up to her mother. Her mother looked at her with a different look with the eagerness to know about her precious daughter. She nodded to her to signal to speak up. So Gabby took a deep breath to explain everything to her and the difficulty why she was crying.

There won’t be anything serious, nothing serious at all. I trust you, Ansh. I trust you. Making sure not to make any noise, I walked inside the gates of the warehouse. It took a few seconds for my vision to adjust to the low lights around the area. There were no workers, nothing, just silence and lots of clothes, bags, shoes, and appliances. I licked my lips as I read the name on the board near the door. “Adaa enterprises,” it read. I knew my Ansh couldn’t do anything wrong. He left that life for me, he left everything for me. I made no mistake in choosing him.

I shake my head and move on. Walking to the wall where I saw the picture moving, I feel around. At first, it seems like an ordinary wall. But then, I realize there’s a slight separation between panels. This doesn’t seem right. Looking at the bookshelves close by, I begin to tip books up, looking for the strangest ones first, the most worn ones, the biggest ones. I pull on a book that says, “How to Win at War,” and I hear the creaking noise again. The wall opens up. It’s a secret passage.

"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."

It was one of the oldest houses in the pack. Our pack was also one of the oldest ones in the United States, we were in the great state of Alabama. Rolling hills of green trees and mostly poverty. We were hidden away deep in the forests that hid us from the world outside. We liked it like that. College for us was in Tennessee. Right outside of Chattanooga. I could not wait to go. I went inside and threw my backpack down and took off my shoes. My parents wouldn't be home till late and I needed to study. Which of course didn't happen. As soon as I showered and sat on my bed I passed out face first into my Calculus book.

It Runs In The Family Thalia What the actual fuck???? Thalia was making her way through the dream scape, throwing her secret message around like fucking confetti when she sensed something so alluring she knew it had to be some kind of gift from the gods. It was warmth, it was like chocolate fucked peanut butter then rolled in Carmel, sex on fire. It was a hum that made her toes curl a bit. So..she ran to it. not walked but...ran. She could hear things more clearly now, she was stepping into somewhere new, and somewhere new had a deep husky voice mumbling something, grunting quiet moans.