Secrets Of The Past Novels & Stories

The memories were no longer simple; they were layered with secrets and truths, waiting to be unraveled. My heart pounded in my chest as the realization hit me, my mind racing to connect the dots. These weren't just fragments of my past; they were keys to understanding my destiny. And as the first piece fell into place, I could feel a shiver of anticipation ripple through me. I was on the brink of a revelation, a secret buried deep within the sands of my past, about to be unearthed. But as I reached out to grasp it, everything faded to black.

He retrieved the envelope that was left on the porch. "A flash drive," Aurora spoke when he brought out the contents. "Whoever it is wants your mother gone," he spoke, looking at her, "I don't think it will be nice to find out more secrets about our parents. It's all in the past." She took the flash drive and gazed at it. "It's all in the past, yes, but what we forget is that the past is the key to the future. If we don't find out these secrets now and solve them, they will hunt us later in life. Come on, where's your PC?"

I was ready to face the truth whether it would be good or ugly, I was no longer going to run away from it. As we delved deeper into my past, we discovered a hidden world of secrets and lies. The memories that haunted my dreams were not mere figments of my imagination, but the remnants of a forgotten truth. My parents had been protectors of an ancient artifact, a key that held the power to reshape the destiny of our realm.

’ ‘Pray to the Goddess, she will free your soul. It was as if my life had been reduced to the accident and everything surrounding it. I was still Elliot Lakin, future King of Valtarin. But now I was damaged goods. It was the only thing they could see. If anyone knew how to fix my problems, it would have been my grandfather’s ex mate. She was a witch and the stories that my grandfather told of her made me believe in magic as a pup. After a bit of struggle, I finally unearthed the ancient black trunk. It smelled of incense and eucalyptus, despite being hidden in this dusty old room for all these years.

“The lights—“ “Will stay,” he cut her off in between before she could demand anything. They had always done everything in the dark, and she never allowed him to see her there or anywhere. It was shocking how she would become a freak in lust but still be shy. The rear and deadly combination always set him off the edge. She licked her lips as she stared at him; he knew she wanted this as much as he did, they had waited long enough for him to have a glance at her.

“We could also talk about the confidential memos that you intercepted for ten years. You know, the ones in which Alpha Black was sending out pleas to pack leadership across the country, asking for information on where his mate and daughter had gone?” At that point, my mother’s face jerked up, shocked. “What …how…” “Surprised I know? It turns out that, in this digital age, if you pull a thread back a little bit, you can find out so many things. It’s sort-of nice that the werewolf world is so ahead of humans when it comes to technology.” My father looked at my mother, shock and disgust written all over his face. “Then we also have the way you confronted Jenna at the funeral, which was conve

"I was still young then like you but your story has been told to every fairy in our realm because your parents, the Queen and King, tried to look for you, in the Fairy Realms. They never thought that Aldar and Melandra will not be able to tell them where they hid you. They were both left unconscious when they faced Alirion.” Caspian pauses after something crossed his mind. He stares at Princess Aria with a devastated expression. “It was meant to be kept as a secret so Alirion cannot reach you if our realm perishes, along with our Queen and King.” “You are a secret, the forgotten secret kept by Aldar and Melandra, all these years. This changes everything!" Caspian finishes his explanations wi

Remembered the way my skin had burned for hours after. I set the mug down harder than I meant. “Fine. One night.” His smile was small, sharp. “Attic’s still got the trundle.” The attic. Our old hideout. Sloping ceilings, skylight smeared with water colors, the smell of dust and teenage secrets. I turned to go. His voice stopped me. “Evie.” I looked back. “Welcome home.” The words followed me up the stairs like smoke. The attic door stuck. I had to shoulder it open, the wood groaning in protest. Dust motes danced in the shaft of light from the hallway. I flicked the switch.

" He passed a file to Alex. Alex took it and opened it. "And sir, here's the bullet of the gun aimed at you.." He gave Alex a plastic bag with a bullet in it. Alex collected it and smirked. "Fine, but I want the secret spy in the institute in no time.." He ordered and they will bowed gently. "You can leave now.." He dispersed them. He stood up and looked at the plastic bag of bullet and then smirked again. "This bullet is connected to my past. Who's the secret spy and what does he/she know about my past.." He mumbled and took a sip from the glasscup.