Secrets Are Safe With Me Novels & Stories

There were of course a few files that I kept in… “The safe,” I gasped. Rushing to the small cabinet where I kept the safe, I saw that the entire thing was gone. “They took my safe,” I said, panicked. “What’s in your safe?” The police asked. My mind spun. Important contracts. Confidential information. And all the passwords to my corporate, secret information. “Oh my god,” I said. “What kind of safe is it?” the police asked me.

It settled deeper, like a second heartbeat between my legs. And I knew this secret was meant to keep. I’ll be coming here often. Help me God, it’s so good. The words looped in my head like a confession and a promise all at once. I didn’t tell a soul—not Mom, not my one friend who still texts me memes at 2 a.m., not even the diary I haven’t opened since college. This was mine. Dangerous. Mine.

"You're clever," Madam Mankin said, her voice low and tight, "but you should also know—only certain kinds of people are truly capable of keeping secrets." I raised an eyebrow, calm and unshaken. "I wouldn't have come here alone unless I was ready," I said. "All the evidence is scheduled to be sent from a secure email. If I don't make it to my flight, it'll go straight to George. But if I get on that plane, it vanishes. For good."

Koin was supposed to be Alpha. koin may not come back. Who would be Alpha? of course, they didn't say it out right, no one wanted to speak their fears out loud, of course he would return. Thalia had snuck down to the locker rooms below the gym and shut herself in, blocking off the door with a janitor’s sign. Here she could live in her memories without fear of being interrupted. She had finally sat on one of the long benches set between the rows of lockers and began to let her mind wander. All too soon her focus was pulled back to reality, she heard something moving around. She peered back into the darkened shower area, squinting but couldn't make anything out. One of the plastic shower curta

“That’s what he says, but I don’t know… that’s a really big secret for my parents to keep from me.” “If the alpha says it’s true then it’s true, or, at least, he believes it to be true,” Mia told her then shook her head. “And, of course, we’re still friends if you’re not too good for me that is.” Another smirk appeared on her face. Violet rolled her eyes. “Please, I’m not Emily after all.” “True,” Mia said with a laugh then suddenly pulled Violet in for a hug. “I’m sorry for what you’ve been going through. I can’t imagine how hellish things must have been for you all this time.”

I felt sorry for him but I couldn't do anything to take away this stranger's pain because I was in the worst pain that words can't describe. I did as I was instructed and everything went smoothly. I was given a tip, and a small smile stretched on my lips when I saw the tip. This would be enough to cover Arabella's ballerina lesson and buy some foodstuffs before my salary came. My night shift for the day ended and was about to get ready to leave when our manager came in angry. "Money has been removed from the safe, who did it!" I ignored it and continued to arrange my things because I didn't even go near the safe, "search every single thing including their lockers," the manager ordered the se

"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.

With the team as witnesses, we exchanged rings. Our research also made a major breakthrough. The remaining work was left to the professor to refine. Hazel and I planned to return to Riverford to meet her parents. I did not expect to see Cara again. Back in Riverford, Hazel left early every morning and came home late. When I asked what she had been doing, the corner of her lips lifted slightly. "Secret." At night, she would cling to me and refuse to let go.

She stared at the letter curiously, before opening it: "I will be gone for the next week, or maybe longer. My Beta is in charge of keeping you safe, so be good and listen to him. If you ever need to talk to me, you can ask him to call me. Take care, doll. Also, do not go down to the basement, under any circumstances." The last sentence piqued her curiosity. Madeline did not even know where the basement was, and now, she was itching to find out. She scolded herself for having these rebellious thoughts: "Don't break his trust, if he doesn't want to you to go there, then don't go." A wave of languor immersed her, so she began preparing for bed, smiling at how he had called her 'doll' in his let

The hearts of the three officials pounded as they naturally suspected, "That is a fascinating selection of words." Robert stayed quiet for a brief time before he said, "Buck, I can guarantee that I'll do whatever is inside my extent of power to deal with George." Buck grinned harshly. "You're still as severe as could be expected." Robert said, "Buck, Michelle is dead. This isn't something we can simply conceal and neglect." Buck breathed in profoundly and gestured before he turned and yelled up the steps. "Get your butt down here! On the off chance that you continue to stow away, I'll by and by welcome you with my firearm!"