Secrets We Keep Language Novels & Stories

“Don’t step out of the apartment, I will be back in 2 hours at the most and will call when I am before the door. Don’t open the door for---“ “Anyone,” She completed his sentence as he smiled. “I know Ansh, you give me these instructions every time you are about to leave for work as if someone will walk through that door and shoot me,” She said, but Anshuman glared at her. She immediately turned silent, “What have I told you about speaking of death?” He asked, taking small steps near her. “To never… never say those words,” She replied, taking deep breaths, their proximity was affecting her thinking abilities.

Some secrets, he seemed to say, we keep to protect the ones we love. "I love you, Mom," I whispered. "I love you too, sweetheart." It would have to be enough.

“I am talking about your secret, which chairman Hewitt revealed.” “My secret that chairman Hewitt revealed?” Patricia sounded amazed. She snickered, addressing, “that isn’t a secret.” “Then what’s it?” Anna questioned. “Isn’t a secret what you don’t want others to know?” Patricia scoffed. “No, you get it wrong as always,” she corrected. “A secret isn’t what you don’t want anyone to know. It’s what you are afraid of. It’s what you are afraid of others finding out.”

Emily said later. "This is part of our agreement, Emily. Your secret will always be safe with me as long as you are mine. That means no one is allowed to approach you because you are mine. I don't care who that man is," Liam answered later and of course Emily couldn't. answer it. Liam always brings her secret work with her. She becomes unable to speak anymore if Liam brings up her work every time. On the other hand, at this time Raphael gaped at that. 200 pages in two days?

Her presence commanded attention, her loyalty unwavering. "Yes, Angelica. I have an important issue to discuss with you," I replied, my voice firm and composed. This conversation would delve into sensitive matters, and discretion was paramount. "It should be our secret," I added, emphasizing the need for confidentiality. The world we operated in thrived on secrecy and concealed alliances. "Yes, sir," Angelica responded, her tone a blend of respect and understanding. She was well-versed in the art of discretion, an essential quality for someone in her position.

“Ivan, I love you. I won’t ever stop loving you, and I know that as beautiful as I find this place, it’s completely messing with your head.” I couldn’t help looking down and sniffing in amusement at her bluntness. “I guess it is.” “So, we talk. You tell me what's going on and that way we stay close. I was once told secrets are like seeds. If you keep them hidden, they grow and grow. The longer they stay silent the bigger the gap grows. Like when tree roots wreck the foundations of a building. Love, even a mate-bond can’t ever work with secrets.” Then she covered her face with her hand in a deep blush, “that’s my silly little speech anyway,” she muttered, forcing me to turn her face to mine.

The way Dedrick seemed so soft now, his hand rubbing small circles in her back and his eyes full of concern. "A long, long time ago, when heathens and Vikings began to raid, then to migrate to new lands, they would build what was called and Apex. This was a place of great spiritual importance, and there the keepers of tales and legends built homes and halls alongside gifted individuals, most called Volvas, some called Seers, though there were many names." He couldn't get over the way her eyes seemed to sparkle as she spoke, everyone listening in and even shifting forward some.

"Well obviously you are not the first...different person I've met. I am not sure if I have ever met someone like you." "How do you know about our world?" Our world was supposed to be a secret. Most humans couldn't handle knowing about us. That's why mates are rare, at least within the vampire community. It is a law among all "paranormal" creatures that our world must be kept secret. "I know humans aren't supposed to know about you. If you tell me what you are then I'll tell you what I am." I knew she was special. "As you wish. I am a vampire."

“And if we don’t?” “Then we leave. We take the book, go somewhere far away where no one knows us, and keep it safe. The truth stays alive, but it stays hidden. Maybe for years, maybe forever. The Covenant keeps doing what they’ve always done, and most people never know any different.”

“Some secrets don't stay buried.” Elena’s vision blurred for a moment. She glanced around the classroom — every chair in place, every shelf neat. No sign anyone had been there. Her heart pounded so hard it hurt. Outside, thunder rumbled softly — a low warning that crawled through the air. She clutched the note, the words burning into her palm. Some secrets don’t stay buried. For a second, she thought she saw movement outside the window — a silhouette by the gate. But when she blinked, it was gone.