Secrets By Vorabiza Novels & Stories

But peace was a luxury they couldn’t afford. A new headline dropped on her phone at 2 AM. Marissa Hart to Launch Secret Revival of Vale with “Anonymous Muse.” Zara sat up so fast, she nearly dislocated her shoulder. Because the woman in the photo next to Marissa? Was her mother. A ghost Zara thought she’d buried long ago.

Him in the way. Good. I prefer knowing exactly what I need to kill. He comes again. I turn sideways, let the chain pass my ribs, and cut across his wrist. He curses. "You're guarding a dead woman's secrets," he says, shaking the hurt hand. "Walk away and keep your throat." Dead woman's secrets lands harder than the chain. I know which dead woman. The one whose letters sit in the Selenyx archive under three interlocked crescents, whose codes keep the border dens breathing.

"This is Madam Elara, a seer of great renown. She has a gift for unraveling the secrets hidden within one's soul. Leah, Stasia, you may have kept your truths concealed for so long, but they can no longer remain hidden in the presence of one as gifted as Madam Elara." Leah's face had lost its color, her resolve crumbling under the weight of the revelations that now seemed inevitable. Stasia, too, trembled, her secrets on the precipice of exposure. As the guests waited in breathless anticipation, they could sense that this encounter with the seer would unveil the secrets that had remained shrouded in darkness for far too long. Leah, Stasia, and the entire assembly were about to confront their

just now, I realized she was also wearing the school uniform as I am. "Tsk, when did you enroll here?" I asked. But then, I saw her staring at L, she has this serious looked on her face as well as her eyes. "Long time no see, Violet" "The audacity, Purple" she sarcastically said. I was just practically changing glanced at both of them. To L then to Quenda, and vise versa. Violet? Purple? Is that their name? Quenda hissed and looked at me. She smiled, her serious aura that I felt earlier was gone. Totally gone. Secrets, how many of us have secrets? No one knows, and it'll never be revealed unless someone tries to.

Vince asks as Lester gives him a cheeky grin. “Something my assistant is going to help me with” Lester smiles. “This is top secret; you can’t even tell Tiffany what we are about to do” he adds, opening the envelope and pulling out the piece of paper inside to reveal its contents. Vince’s eyes grow wide when he reads what was on the paper. “What do you need me to do?” he asks, smiling he gets to help Lester with revealing the sex of the baby.

“This house is full of eyes. People talk. Sometimes, when they don’t know the truth, they invent it.” The word invent burned into Sierra’s ears. Her pulse thudded, panic clawing at her throat. “Stories?” she asked, her voice unsteady. Vanessa’s fingers slid down, grazing her jaw before withdrawing. “Yes. Stories about loyalty. About temptation. About… secrets.” The word hung in the air like smoke. Sierra tried to step back, but Vanessa moved with her, closing the distance, her presence suffocating. “Tell me, darling,” Vanessa murmured, leaning close enough that Sierra felt her breath against her ear. “Do you have any secrets?”

EVELYN’S POV I make my way through the dimly lit private room of the club, itching to get my mind off work. I left Evelyn Harper at the entrance of the club, and now, only Mistress V remains, a confident woman in latex and a mask covering my face. This is my escape, after a day of being the invisible secretary who fetches coffee and schedules meetings for the most terrifying man in the city, I can be Mistress V. I can finally be seen, I can give out orders. This is why I love Mistress V, she lives a life that is opposite to mine, and when I’m her, I forget the hell I live through as Evelyn.

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"But why would I do that? You just stepped back into the spotlight. That means it's only a matter of time before. things fall apart." Her pounding heart. "I have no idea what you're talking about Mr.??" Sebastian's voice was cold. "Oh, but you do. Let us remind you why certain secrets are better left unexcavated." Valeria gasped for breath in torn, brutal convulsions when the line was cut. Sebastian's words rang in her mind like a death sentence. Let us remind you why some secrets are better left unburied. She shook, placing the phone on the receiver. She knew all too well what he was saying.

The words shouldn’t have landed the way they did. Soft. Heavy. Real. They hung in the air between us, turning on themselves like smoke, curling around ribs that had never quite righted themselves the way they should. Evelina stood there like she hadn’t just handed me a weapon, because that was what a secret was. One left unfiled. Unclaimed. Undefined. One no one else could take from her. I should’ve told her to leave. Right then. Should’ve said what I had to say to push her away for good. But instead, I asked, “Do you want to?”