The Secret History Novels & Stories

And then, she found it. The same scroll, frayed at the edges, ink faded in places, but the words still legible. She unrolled it with trembling hands. Yvette Thane, a Nyxorian woman sent in disguise… mated to an Elyrian Delta… twin daughters… betrayal of both kingdoms… disappearance… death. She swallowed hard, her eyes tracing the lines as though reading them for the first time. Her parents had been part of this world. Not peasants. Not unknowns. But central players in a secret history—one buried beneath politics, deception, and war. Her heart pounded. Who else knows?

* His reply came fast: “Back of the fourth row. Hurry.” I wove through the stacks, my boots soft on the carpeted floor. Fourth row was in the history section—tall shelves full of tomes of books about health and women affairs. I turned the corner and there he was, leaning against a shelf, arms crossed. Before I could say a word, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into a narrow alcove between two bookcases. It was hidden, shielded by overhanging shelves, like a little secret spot. "Lanvin—" I started, but his mouth was on mine, cutting me off. The kiss was hungry, his hands on my waist pulling me close. I kissed him back, my fingers tangling in his shirt.

Adrian Pov The city is a blur of light and color as I drive, the Moscow traffic a slow, grinding beast. My phone buzzes with a new message, and I know without looking that it’s Leo. He’s been my rock, my confessor, the only one who knows the truth of my secret life. I pull over to a secluded park, the cold, winter air a sharp contrast to the fire raging inside me. I’m a man on the edge, a man who has made a deal with the devil. A deal I have no intention of honoring.

piper said winking at her. After she finished her meal Hazel stared at her wrist then at the door. "Piper, can you take me to the library?." Piper's eyes lit up. "Yes! Let's go." She danced dramatically. ....... The library was three stories of old wood and older secrets. Piper led her to the history section, the third row, back corner. "Anything specific?" "I will know when I see it." Hazel ran her fingers along the spines. Territorial wars. Bloodlines of the east.

In fact, it had only made him find everything more and more a matter of course. Another message popped up, still from Harrison. [Don't forget to have the hotel prepare welcome bouquets. Mandy likes white roses, not lilies.] The sentence was short, yet felt like a needle, piercing through my last illusion. I wiped my eyes and put away all my vulnerability. From now on, I only had one identity—capo of Narshe's Olsen mafia family. I dialed the hotel manager's phone once more. "Don't reinstate any of the services canceled just now.

An old historian waited beside a tapestry taller than the door, and without speaking, he drew the cloth back. My breath left me in one long pull. The painted queen looking back at me had my mouth. My eyes. The exact tilt of my chin when I was trying not to cry. The historian touched the painted collarbone, and beneath a few careful brushstrokes of fabric, there it was … the same six-pointed mark I’d spent my whole life hiding under high collars. ⸻ He asked for the journal.

Nichole gave me an apologetic look even though she was hurt as well. Dumpp!! In the middle of our heated argument, we heard a loud sound which made us shriek extremely. "What the heck is this?" Natasha asked dramatically but her guts shut down when she saw Blake who threw the book on the table. "Read the book and find the details. Don't bother her again." He threw a murderous look to everyone particularly towards Natasha before made his way God knows where. "Rude much." I heard her mutter under her breath before she took the book "The Hidden Secrets" from the table and flipped the first page.

His past and original self before the book opens is just one of the seven secrets that he is hiding. Gentle, sophisticated, smart, and of good nature. That is his ace and just one of his games. Takes advantage of the world that is being re-written and falls into the wants of the few that he is also playing with and unknown by the game that long ago had already begun. His thirst for the forbidden science never leaves him, as it is the second secret that he is holding within the new world and the book within the book that they are entrapped from deep within.