The Secret: Dare To Dream Book Novels & Stories

‘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!”

“This one weaves mystery and magic, but underneath, it’s a story about trust and power.” Her face softened. “I’ll take it.” As I wrapped the book, another man stepped in, younger, sharp-eyed, dressed in a rumpled suit. His gaze swept the shelves with a hunger I recognized all too well. “Looking for something… thrilling,” he said, voice low. I leaned forward slightly. “Try The Silent Corner, it’s about secrets that change everything.” He nodded, brows furrowed, then murmured, “Secrets change everything.” The bell jingled again. A teenager, headphones around his neck, glanced nervously at the counter. “Uh, do you have any fantasy? Like with dragons?”

Yes, unfortunately, and even his sexy chiseled jaw and broad shoulders didn't keep me from wanting to kick him. I knew that was my cue to get up. To go back to my desk and pack up my things and leave the office for the last time ever. To revamp my resume and start chasing that next dream job. Mr. Everet's hand was already on the door handle, his body half-turned toward mine, ready to usher me out. But the anger and desperation were still alive inside of me. And instead of moving, I heard myself say, "What if I can get that bigger story?"

Until we turned into a wall where no one was there and I was about to open my mouth to make a big mockery of his failure as Dora the Explorer in search of the lost treasure, but he closed my mouth before opening it when he moved a brick and a second later the wall creaked. "Oh my God, we found a secret door!" Yes! - I jumped with excitement. Ordinary people had typical dreams like being a famous violinist, climbing Mount Everest or taking a picture with Abel Pintos, but my dream since I can remember is to find a secret door. I mean, what's more fun than that?! The mystery, the adrenaline, the curiosity, thousands of emotions that the characters in adventure movies seemed to feel while lookin

On the cover was written, "The Secret Adventure Book." Excitedly, they opened the book and saw pages filled with beautiful pictures and stories of adventures in distant lands. "Wow, this must be a magical book!" exclaimed Damian. Sira nodded in agreement. "Maybe if we read this book, we can join the adventure!" she said hopefully.

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.

I nodded. “Yes. Every day. And every day it gets a little easier.” “I guess I’ll give that a try,” he said. I looked at him. Damon, I thought. This was advice Damon had once given to me, and I was learning to follow it. I didn’t want to be a person with secrets. I wanted and needed to tell Damon everything. “Listen, I have to run out for a bit. Twenty – thirty minutes tops. I’ll be back.” Emett stared at me.

Levi sighed and swallowed down his irritation. "What?" Leviticus asked. "The site is called Dreams, not Dreaming!" "Yes, that!" Leviticus grunted. "But I mean it, NOBODY, not your girlfriends, lovers, bedmates, acquaintances, NOBODY, can ever know about this. This is a secret we must all take to our graves! I don't need to explain what it would do to the group and our share prices." "Of course, father, share prices always come first," Levi gritted his teeth. "Never mind that Leeny could have been trafficked out of the country or worse, could be dead somewhere!"

Chapter Four NaTHaLie Wrapping my blanket around me tighter, I toss in my bed for the umpteenth time. There is no use trying, I don't think I can sleep with so much on my mind. I need to clear my head and there is only one way to do that. I walk out of my room, making my way to a room across the hallway, it is a small studio I designed with some help from Betsy. I have something like this back at home and I like to spend a lot of time there especially when there is a lot on my mind. In a way, this small studio comforts me. Inside the studio are some blank canvas, paints, drawing books, easels, brushes, charcoals, and some of my old paintings.

Ryker was darting his eyes left and right, Leo saw this and knew that he was the one, he looked at him and said “why did you bring that book out of the secret shelf that it was kept in?” Ryker said “bro, believe me I just forgot to put it back where it was after we could not decipher what is was talking about” Leo decided not to hold it against him, everyone makes mistakes, he then walked up to the book shelf and picked the red colored book and pulled a mechanism in the wall near the book shelf, a secret chamber opened and Leo walked it, he stored the book in the secret shelf and then he walked out, the door immediately closed back to how it was without leaving any traces behind. That was ho