The Secret Circle Books Novels & Stories

Cassian's POV Despite desperate early efforts to keep it from getting out, Thalia's confession about the visions was swiftly leaked beyond the Goddess Circle. Such explosive and theologically disturbing information there was no way it could possibly remain a secret in a world of interlocking pack networks, telepathic connections between Circle members who regularly spoke to their own packs and families.

"We did not read them. Thought you should see first." "Thank you. Leave me. I need to do this alone." He hesitated, clearly uncomfortable with leaving me in this place, but eventually bowed and departed. I heard his footsteps fade up the stairs. I was alone with my mother's secrets. I started with the journals, opening the oldest one I could find. The first entries were dated over thirty years ago, written in a young woman's hand—neater than the later scrawl I recognized as my mother's. “Father introduced me to the Circle today. He says it's an honor, that our family has served the shadow for generations. I'm frightened, but I want to make him proud.”

"If I tell you... if I speak their name, they'll slaughter my entire family." Killian stepped down from the dais, his presence commanding. "No one will touch them. You have my absolute word as King. Speak." Cedric looked up, his eyes wild. He scanned the faces of the council, then whispered, "...It wasn't just one person." Everyone’s brows furrowed in confusion. "Explain." "It was... a secret circle," Cedric choked out. Morwen's expression darkened instantly, her eyes widening. "The Circle of Silver."

“You don’t get to stand here and act like a victim, Victoria. You knew exactly what this engagement was.” " Just stop playing the victim here Victoria" he said not turning to look at her. " Oh wow I'm playing the victim you say. Drake you know, I agreed to all this for your image but I won't let you humiliate me. What do you want people to think of le when they find out about your "Secret"? Worst of it all with your office boy" She said her nose flaring in anger. " Leave! I said leave Victoria! I'm not having this conversation with you."

I could barely hold onto the handrail to keep myself from collapsing to the floor. Leonard saw right through me. He grew excited, looking completely confident. After touching me for only a short while, he could tell I was not stopping him. He knew that I would be easy to take. Once he decided to go further, Leonard's movements turned even bolder. His lower body stayed busy too. Taking advantage of the crowded train, he lifted the hem of my skirt. His fingers moved again, and then I felt him push straight toward my most private place. A soft sound escaped me.

“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.

“Do you have no fear? What is wrong with you, you don’t just go opening random doors in secret dirty tunnels.” “Aren’t you just a little bit curious what’s behind the door?” “F**k no!” “Why would Reign and Quintin have a secret tunnel?” “I don’t know why don’t we go find them and ask them?” I roll my eyes and turn the handle. It opens to a dirty dungeon, similar to the one from my dreams. I hear a chain rattle but I can’t see anything it’s so dark. “Think of the sun,” Nina tells me. “Why?”

She paused, and the map shifted again, zooming in on one specific red dot that pulsed brighter than all the others. “There is one group leading all the rest,” she said, her voice tight with dread. “They call themselves the Circle of Ash. They have been waiting for this moment for longer than I have been alive. They do not just want to use the Protocol. They want to dismantle it completely, to erase every secret, every history, every safeguard, so that nothing stands in their way of absolute power.” The name sent a chill down my spine. I had seen it scribbled in the margins of Adeline’s journals, marked with a warning that it was the oldest and most dangerous enemy of the legacy.

But before I could respond, Kai, ever the troublemaker, overheard her and smirked. “What’s going on here?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. I shot him a look that said, please don’t make this worse. But no, Kai was enjoying this too much. “Whatever you heard, just forget it,” he said, with a sly grin. “Zara’s got some secrets she’s not ready to share.” I’m going to kill him. Wendy’s eyes went wide as she put two and two together in the worst way possible. “Oh, so it really was you…”

A dangerous secret ran through generations … a hidden group they called the Circle. They believed they could play God, deciding who lived, who died, who disappeared. Their ravenous need for wealth and absolute control wasn’t greed. It was a ritual. Wives were chosen for their bloodlines or assets, then slowly broken, isolated, and erased when they became threats. Babies were taken. Fortunes were absorbed. Accidents were staged. The family had been doing it for decades, maybe longer. Elena’s stomach twisted. She had been so close to proving it.