The Secret Katherine Applegate Novels & Stories

ERENDINA. I have a secret. I have many secrets. And nobody knows my secrets. To the rest of the realm, I’m too flawless. To them, I’m the princess with the perfect life—one that’s envied by all. But they do not know me. They do not know of my secrets. They do not know of the person that hides behind the perfect display I put on for the rest of the world. They do not know I’m undeserving of every word they’ve defined me with. They do not know that I’m neither brave nor strong. And I’m most certainly not pure.

Lorenzo took a sneak inside. Kira tried to pick the lock, she was terrible at it but eventually, it was a success. We crept in as the door opened, just in time to hear Lorenzo murmuring to himself, drawers opening, and papers shuffled. We took a quick look around the bend. Even Nico was unaware that Camille had a separate storage room. It looked like A secret nest. Awards. Love letters. Images. Files. " My God! She has a whole shrine to herself." Lorenzo opened an old chest and revealed a fake bottom.

However, that face was something he couldn't be more familiar with. I gave a slight nod, following my father as we walked toward the meeting room. From beginning to end, I didn't cast a single glance at Harrison. It was only after my departing figure vanished from his line of sight that Harrison snapped back to his senses, grabbing a colleague beside him with a sudden jerk. "She... How could she be here?" The colleague looked bewildered. "You didn't know? That lady is the eldest daughter of the Olsen family and also the capo of East Port. The entire East Port Pier is under her responsibility."

"Go rest. Dessa pushes you too hard on those sessions." Selin looked at her for a moment with the particular look she had, but not in a suspicious manner, but the look of someone whose ability was telling them something the surface of the situation wasn't confirming. Then she moved on. Elina sat at the corridor table and did not move for a long time. Then… some thoughts began to cross her mind. And if those thoughts came out to be true, it means something she had hidden for decades was already right in front of her. The mark.

"Adam, don't marry her. I found the rings. I told you once I'd save up and replace them with the most expensive pair I could find. I wasn't lying!" She fumbled in another pocket and lifted a velvet box. "See? I wasn't lying!" She looked at me with the eyes of somebody who needed an answer. I did not even look at the box. I took the original rings out of her hand and tossed them. They rolled into a planter at the side of the lobby. She let out a sound. "No!" I almost laughed. "Ms. Lake, are you still trying to fool me? Are you not done with the playing-poor act yet?"

“So I’ve already made arrangements.” Cassius frowned slightly. “Arrangements?” “I’m meeting with my Rogue investigator tomorrow,” she said smoothly. “I’ve tasked him with finding out exactly where that mutt crawled out from.” My pulse jumped. “You mean you want to dig into her past?” I asked. “Yes,” Katherine said. “And I have a very strong instinct that there’s something fishy there. Something she and Zane are trying desperately to hide.” My lips parted in delight. “Oh, I love secrets,” I murmured. “They always destroy people so beautifully.”

MR JACOB POV. “Brother Kenneth,” I said again, this time with more resolve. “I need to tell you something important.” The room fell silent. Even the faint sound of the wind outside seemed to pause as everyone waited for me to speak. “Don’t eat the apples,” I blurted out. Kenneth frowned, clearly taken aback. “What are you talking about, Jacob?” I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of my words. “The apples in that fruit bouquet… I saw something earlier that made me suspect they might not be safe.”

I narrowed my eyes at him, watching as he stood up and let out a groan, "can you take me to that girl? I nodded, standing up as well. I then began walking in the direction of the basement with him following me quietly and closely behind. After a few more steps, I opened the mental door, revealing the girl who was sitting on a chair with her eyes closed, her head thrown back and soft snores coming out from her. Maybe I left her out there for too long? "Athena?" The name flew out of Alessio's mouth which made me furrow my brows in confusion. He walked towards her, taking rather large steps, "fucking hell," he breathed out once he was standing right in front of her, "is she dead?"

Her forehead creased, although she didn't want to act friendly to her, she knew she has no choice since Celeb would be watching them. Rita's smile disappeared. "Katherine is our cover, our ticket to Celeb's secrets. Once we have the information we need, we'll send her away. She won't even know what hit her." Hearing that, Vivian smirked. Meanwhile, at Celeb’s apartment, he put down his cell phone with a smile. "What should I wear?" He grinned, it would be the first time seeing Katherine again after she got married and he couldn't wait to talk to her.

Michelle whispered, nodding toward the screen. We all leaned in. On the monitor, Katherine was a wreck. The polished, silk-clad queen of the precinct had vanished. She was disheveled, her hair coming loose from its perfect pins, her hands shaking so violently that the amber liquid in her glass splashed over the rim. She looked small. She looked hunted. She grabbed her phone and dialed. Michelle tapped a key, and the audio filled the room, crackling with static before smoothing into a clear, sharp feed.