The Book Called The Secret Novels & Stories

"You've got no right to talk about love. A hidden girlfriend? Nah, just my replacement." Anger surged within me. Before I could shoot back, her smile turned cruel. She shoved past me, knocking my shoulder hard. "Know your place." Her footsteps faded, leaving me clutching my chest. The pain was unbearable. Luke failed me, but Karma always came back around. Once I calmed down, I went home. Mike called. "Your fiancé got you an animal biology book with real specimens inside. Pretty cool, right? How are you going to thank me?"

Chenyin asked to Master Qiang with curiosity. Master Qiang take a book in his hand and asked to Chenyin, "Look at the book Chenyin, can you tell me what is this?" "No master." "It is my secret book. There are many secret skills in this book. Today I am going to teach you some secrets." Master Qiang replied to Chenyin. Hearing this, Chenguang could not control herself.

‘Eldora, there is a secret that has been passed down to each head of our family. Lock the door and windows. Insert the key into the book titled ‘Sleep, sweet child.’ Read the records. They will explain everything.’ “A secret?” I fumble the small key in my fingers as I follow the instructions. The door clicks shut, the windows are next, I draw the curtains close now only the bulbs offer light. “Sleep, sweet child… sleep, sweet child…” There are so many books here. “There you are!”

"But why were they after the book?. Because it's a power book?" Rachel smiled. She loved the curiosity in the faces of the kids. The way they followed every bit of what she was saying and how they asked questions when confused. She was ready to answer every question they were willing to ask. She continued. "You see kids. The book wasn't just a powerful one. But history has it that there was a secret written in the book that has not been unfolded. And whosoever finds that secret, will become the greatest of all. He or she would be able to rule all the realms. They will do every bit of what he or she says. But there was another thing about the secret. If unfolded by the wrong person. It become

I thought as I sat down. I think I have finally found my secret spot and it's perfect. I said as I sat down on a bench and stretched my body, allowing the sunrays to fall on me. I quickly remembered what I was supposed to do and I brought out a book, small black book with red lock. It may look like a diary but it's much worse. Luckily it can only be opened with magic so even if it fell in the wrong hands, the secrets it contained will still be safe. I opened the book and on the first page was engraved these words.

she explained. Brandon’s gasp was sincere while his hand flew to his mouth. “You have the Book of Secrets,” he whispered. Tara was astonished. “How did you know that?” she asked. “It’s a long story that I may tell you someday. For now, just look at chapter twenty-seven,” he said eagerly. He positioned himself comfortably against the dark, freshly polished wainscoting covering the lower half of the wall. “I’ll wait here.” Eyeing him suspiciously, Tara opened the book to chapter twenty-seven and started reading.

“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.

And then, at the very bottom of the box, we got to my diary. The one that I had hidden in a secret compartment in the dresser that I thought my mother knew nothing about. The one that I had written in about the bullying and abuse that I suffered. The one that I had confided some of my darkest and deepest insecurities. Ashley saw my face and frowned. “Jenna?” “It’s my … my … my d-d-d-d-iary,” I whispered. “It’s here. Which means she found it. Which means… she read it.”

SUMMARY I have a secret. I’m in love with my best friend, but I’ve never told her. Sharing feelings is right up there with all-time terrible things. Instead of saying it, I show her how I feel every day. I watch Big Brother with her. We have scary movie night. I hold her hair when she’s puking. That’s love in my books. Only…she’s not been the same recently, and I don’t know how to fix it. I hope she knows I'd do anything for her.

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...