Secrets Plain Sight Novels & Stories

So he stood up and went to her table and started to observe her belongings but he only saw some books, stationery, a cup, a small mirror, and a key. Noah squinted his eyes at the key and lifted it up, he turned his gaze towards her cupboard. 'Should I, or should I not. If he knew what I was doing, I will not see tomorrow's sun.' Noah was struggling inside but he wanted to find something, something to clear his misunderstanding.

"That's all it says." Evelyn shook her head. "No." "Turn it over again." Ariana flipped the photograph. This time she noticed something she had missed. There were tiny marks along the bottom edge. Almost invisible. Claire quickly took a flashlight from the medical bag and shined it through the paper. Hidden writing slowly appeared. Everyone stared in surprise. Ariana began reading the new words aloud. "If you are reading this..." "...then Richard has already won the first battle." David's breathing became heavy. "I never knew Samuel left another message."

I sat up with my heart racing, my sweaty thin tank top still sticking to my skin, and the fabric so transparent that it showed every one of the curves of my braless breasts. Who would be at the door at such a late hour? I picked up my phone, no alerts, no texts from Mia or anyone. The knocks grew frantic, a slurred voice filtering through the door: "Lila? It's Jax. Please... let me in." Mia's brother. My pulse skipped. I'd harbored a secret crush on him since our teen sleepovers, stealing glances at his broad shoulders and easy grin, but he was off-limits, her family, her protector. Still, drunk and alone outside? I couldn't ignore him.

Only when I spotted the closed door did I heave a sigh of relief. After that, I quickly dug out the note from the hidden pocket of my coat. A few words were scrawled on the piece of paper. "Quick, escape! Danger!" My heart skipped a beat out of horror. I quickly tore the note into pieces before stuffing it back into the hidden pocket. Then, I pulled out my phone and tapped on a WhatsApp chat box before typing out a message. I made sure to send the coordinates of my location too. When everything was done, I deleted the chat history immediately before placing my phone and my coat in their original positions. Finally, I sighed in relief.

“Please, take your seat. We have much to discuss.” As Aurora settled into her chair, Mikhail pressed a hidden button beneath the table, triggering an opaque film to cover the windows, shrouding the room in privacy. Beta Elena logged into their encrypted system, her fingers moving deftly across the tablet. The air grew heavy with anticipation as the team prepared to dive into the reason for their sudden recall to Mooncrest.

Smiling and hugging and looking intimate. Clarisse smiled crookedly. “So... this is your secret, Adrian.” She turned over the last photo. Fine handwriting on the back: “Old scandals can always be revived.” Clarisse stared at the lamp, her breath cold like the winter air outside. “I know your weak point now.”

I reached out and delicately retrieved it from the shelf, cradling it in my hands. A surge of anticipation coursed through my veins as I opened the book, its pages pristine and unmarred. The words within held the promise of hidden truths, a key to unlock the enigma that had consumed my thoughts. I read the title embossed in elegant lettering: "Tears of the Moon: Secrets Untold." My heart raced with excitement as I turned to the first page. The words danced before my eyes, weaving a narrative of forbidden knowledge and clandestine affairs. It spoke of a world beyond the ordinary, a realm where ancient forces converged and hidden battles waged under the pale light of the moon.

She could feel sweat forming on her forehead and her hands were trembling slightly. She looked at the text message once more and it read: ‘Every secret thing must crawl out of the dark eventually. So stop living in the dark, it’s a sad place to dwell. And oh, your little secret is safe with me, love. But not for too long. ;) ‘

'Secrets are like scars. The cut may no longer be there, but the scar's white line tells a story. Unless you share it, it's like you're hiding a part of yourself the whole world can already see. They may not know the how or the why, but they see it just the same. And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.'

Not satisfied, I sneaked to the door and carefully opened it to scan the areas thoroughly. Unfortunately, I didn't find a single soul around to prove that someone might be eavesdropping on our conversation. As I was about to leave, Sean, my editor, showed up out of the blue. I wanted to let go and return to Marcus inside my office, but my guts wouldn't let me. It kept raising my awareness that Sean might be the one spying on me. The moment we established eye contact, Sean nearly freaked out. He wanted the ground to swallow him.