Novel & Cerita The Secret Audiobook

“Age thirty-four. Pharmacist. Raised in Seville. Moved to the States at twenty-one. Met you a few years back at the airport—” I shook my head, my breath breaking. I didn’t want to hear anything else. “Stop!” I rasped, pressing both hands to my ears. “Stop, stop, stop!” He didn’t. He kept talking, detailing memories I had never written down, never said aloud, moments I thought belonged only to me. The Cloak wove every one of my secrets into a story. Or rather, a weapon. “Stop,” I yelled when I could no longer stomach it. “Stop talking about him.”

Did he bring his flings to his bedroom too? “We have a secret room behind this bookshelf” said Laura pointing at the bookshelf. She did something with the books and the shelf opened giving them way into the secret room. It has many whiskey bottles and his phone on the desk. Jack gestured the hacker to open the phone. After five minutes he retrieved the call logs. They started listening to the conversations with Jonathan. Mark said he would take Val to their secret den and Jonathan agreed. “Where is this secret den?” asked Jack glaring at Laura.

He was the best of the best and losing him was like losing millions of dollars. Oh, well. There's only one way to find out. Hastening his steps, they reached their home without missing a beat and immediately went to his study for that prime directive done. He went over to his bookshelves and scanned for that specific book which could unlock a secret room. Serena knew what was in that secret room and had her pledge that she would never tell a soul about it. However... Who would she tell anyway? She was far from home and she was in unknown territory.

Greta said "How do we get it?" Audrey asked "It's locked in a secret vault, and only someone who's magic is strong can actually open it or if my dad let's you in." Greta said "I can get us in." Audrey said "But Audrey... I mean really powerful magic." Greta said "I might not be the queen of witches but I'm a powerful witch, I'll try it." Audrey said "If we fail we'll get caught." Greta reminded "Caught?" "Yes, there's a trigger around the book. Also there's another secret in that vault which I want to know." Greta said

"Sir! We have an urgent situation outside!" a loud voice rattled the cramped space of the quarters. "You candy assed moron! Haven't I told you before to leave all matters to the able hands of my assistant! Leave! Now!" a fat man lodged at a comfortable chair while holding a book with sensual depictions on it. Its contents were of women doing different positions in the most popular technique in the history of evolution. The cover title was Secret to Long Life by Jeff Depthfinder.

“Don’t you dare—” “Relax,” he said, holding up his hands in mock surrender, though his grin remained. “Your secret’s safe with me.” He leaned closer, lowering his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. “But just so you know, Aurelia… you might want to work on hiding it better. Because if I can see it, eventually he will too.” I turned away, clutching the book against my chest as though it could hold me together. My pulse hammered in my ears, my thoughts a storm I couldn’t calm.

Luke: … Can I let you know that that is the most widely recognized saying in the TV series I watched in my previous existence? In the wake of marking in with his name and position on the power, Robert brought Luke along and followed the secretary to room number three. The purported room number three was the third funeral home. Robert didn't appear to have any second thoughts as he straightforwardly thumped on the entryway prior to entering. A moderately aged man of around 40 years of age gestured when he saw Robert enter. "You're here. Kindly stand by a second. Allow me to complete my newly ground mug of espresso."

Setting the picture to the side, Violet looked at the other things that were inside the drawer. The first thing that caught her eye was a small black book. The page Violet opened was a list. There was a name of a city, a first and last name, then a number, and finally an address. This had to be what Jeremy was looking for. She set the book to the side and looked at the rest of the contents. Some of them were letters discussing this Richard Morgan she’d heard so much about. Whoever he was, he was not only a thorn in the alpha’s side but a lot many other people.

Clarissa's breathing was getting heavier now, her warm breaths falling across my legs. Help! I screamed silently inside my head. Someone, please help me. It felt like my mind had been torn in two. A voice inside me was desperately trying to keep me quiet, completely lost in the pleasure of the moment. Then suddenly, her hand left me. I heard soft rustling sounds. My heart jumped straight into my throat. A second later, something hot and wet wrapped around me. Was that her… My breath caught. Even without seeing it, the warmth and slick sensation sent a shiver through my entire body.

“I’ve worked for you long enough to read the pauses.” Naomi smirked. “Maybe you should be the one making the closing arguments.” Sandra tilted her head with a knowing grin. “Isn’t that what you’re already doing? Piece by piece… Secrets Unfold, right?” Naomi blinked. “You remember the name?” “Hard to forget when it’s what you’re living.” Naomi picked up a glass and stared into it like it held some kind of answer. Secrets Unfold. Yes. That’s exactly what today felt like. A day where hidden feelings peeked through smiles, where silence told louder truths than words.