Secrets Of A Small Town Novels & Stories

She grabbed her duffel bag and started to pack. What she didn't know—what she couldn't possibly know—was that the Tidewater Inn came with more than just a building and a set of keys. It came with a town full of secrets, a handyman with eyes the color of a storm at sea, and a mystery that had been waiting ten years for her to come home and solve it. Some inheritances come with more than you bargained for. And some small towns don't let go of their ghosts.

I looked up. Ahead, nestled in the valley, was Meadowbrook. Small. Charming. Every building looked like it had been plucked from a Christmas card. Wreaths hung on doors. Lights twinkled in windows. A town square with a massive tree stood at the center, decorated with ornaments and tinsel. I could already tell that everyone knew each other's business, even secrets one would ever try to keep. That was the thing with small towns. "Kindly take us to a breakfast place. I'm famished," I told the driver whom I hadn't bothered to learn his name.

"Excuse me?" Noah let out a low whistle. "Damn. And here I thought my hacking skills were top-tier. How the hell did you keep that a secret?" Beckett looked at Liam, wide-eyed. "So, wait. The proposal was just for show? Then who's the real wife?" George leaned in, enjoying their reactions. "She’s twenty." Beckett nearly choked on his drink. "Oh, so it’s a scandal too. The cold, untouchable Liam Hart has been secretly playing house with a college girl. What’s next? You got a toddler running around too?"

“That's it! We now have a case. But first, we need to take Mr. Sean to the station. He has a lot of questions to do,” Officer Patrick announced as he brought out his cuffs and wrapped them in Sean's hands like a prisoner. On the verge of stepping out of the vehicle, we heard a phone ring. I wasn't bothered because I recognized my caller tune. Just like me, Officer Patrick and Marcus weren't tense. Unfortunately, the only person with an awkward expression was Sean. He acted like he was hiding another dirty little secret that was more dreadful than the previous ones. He hasn't answered the phone yet, and he's already sending us some bad signals

Gerald then looked at her closely and tried to give her secret through just a glance but apparently Emily still didn't understand either. "So, that's the first explanation, but I'm sure if you have guessed the next secret which is quite big even in my opinion," Gerald muttered at once. Hearing this, Emily didn't understand. Oh, what riddle is this again? "Umm, I'm not good at guessing. So what?" she asked then. You can see the man staring at all the sides that are around them at this time. After Gerald felt safe, he immediately drew closer to Emily. "I.. gay," Gerald answered then and immediately Emily was silent for a moment. Ah, so it seems the secret is...

I ask when I saw Black putting his hand at Keiko's back. "Huh? Of course not! Why did you ask?" he awkwardly laughs as he said that. I raised a brow but said nothing. I am becoming more suspicious about all the people who will and are about to approach me. Secrets. Some secrets are for the better, some are for the worst. I don't want to experience such. Neither for the better nor the worst. It's still a secret that can hurt you like hell. It's like living in a hell full of agony and hatred. That was like it.

Here it comes, I am about to lose my job, she thought. Edwards face paled at the memory, he had paid one of the boys from Rugby to add sneezing powder to every one of those pompous ladies’ books, he had no idea that this poor angel of a woman would be getting the blame, much less locked in the cupboard for something that was entirely out of her control!

“Ohh ok. Where to begin. Well, do you know where your mother and I are actually from? No? Ok, well we are from a town about 10 hours from here. It’s called Haven Creek. It’s a beautiful place surrounded by the woods. It’s a small town with people always moving through there.Your mama’s pack was hidden in the thickest part of the woods, far away from everyone in the town, kind of out of site out of mind. Human’s don’t know it is there, I wasn’t supposed to know either. I came to Haven Creek when I was 18. Your grandparents and I were fighting all the time. It was my fault, I was hiding a secret from them and it was making everything tense. I chose to leave. But I found myself in Haven Creek a

Small Towns Are For Wandering Yavonne Ethelwets West Virginia was a quiet lazy town, a pace you felt immediately upon arrival. the biggest store was Walmart, and one long road could take you from the start of town to the finish. Yvonne had walked it numerous times in the early hours before the sun would rise and people would start to meander out into their busy days. in total it took maybe 2 hours to get from one end of the highway to the other, both leading to opposite ends of the county where curvy roads lead to Holler roads and everyone knew everyone.

He said to her and her heart missed a beat at the thought. “I can only do the little I can, so whatever secret you know you have, …” He said. “I don’t have any secrets.” She snapped at him and he could say no more.