The Secret Keeper Novels & Stories

He was becoming the Keeper. The understanding fell upon him not as a choice, but as a fait accompli. It was the next, unavoidable step on the path he'd followed when he'd climbed into the truck in Alaska, when he'd boarded the plane to Geneva, when he'd hesitated by the fire. To possess the secret was to be bound to it. To be bound to it was to be its guardian.

He chuckled, "Were you talking to Mike? Did you spill our secret?" Luke was undeniably striking. At school, he was an iceberg, cold and untouchable. But in private, he was warm and almost clingy. In the past, I'd have melted into his arms, blushing. Now I just stepped back, creating distance. "Didn't you want to keep us hidden?" I muttered. His eyes flickered as he caught the edge of my tone. Still, he pressed on with the question that always lingered. "You know we can't go public."

“It’s the only currency that matters. Don’t spend yours foolishly.” Ash nodded, though Linda suspected his stomach had churned. That foolish boy couldn’t shake the feeling that he’d just made a deal with the devil—and the devil had gotten the better end of it. Then the small man Linda had met at the entrance, the so-called Gatekeeper, cleared his throat, his voice tight with self-righteousness. “There is a spy among us,” he said evenly. The room erupted into whispers, all eyes darting around like pinballs in a broken machine. Linda’s pulse quickened, but she kept her face dull an covered with black scarf.

THE KEEPER'S DISCOVERY. Xander. Xander walked heavily beside Selene, the Keeper of Secrets. The scenery had transformed to a thick woodland, with the trees murmuring tales of the past. Eva walked closely, her staff emitting a soft glow to illuminate their way. Even after defeating the darkness, a feeling of unease remained. Selene glided with a delicate elegance that appeared nearly otherworldly. She described how the relics of light are concealed in areas where the thin fabric of reality is, where darkness used to dominate but was pushed back by ancient forces, with her voice barely louder than the rustling wind.

She slowly reached into her pocket. The sparrow ring. The one Richard had hidden beneath his bed. Almost without thinking, she pressed it against the center of the lock. A soft click echoed through the chamber. The gate swung open. Richard stepped out. He looked at Amelia with pride. “Now you understand.” She frowned. “Understand what?” “The Keeper was never meant to inherit power.” Richard placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. “The Keeper exists…” “…to make sure no one else ever does.” Before Amelia could respond, every light in the chamber suddenly flashed bright white.

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

Emmett asks; hitting the green answer button on his phone to speak with his private investigator. “Nothing” Mike replies with a sigh. ‘Huh?’ Emmert exclaims to himself. “Nothing; what do you mean by nothing? There must be something” Emmett asks confused; running his hand through his hair. “It’s not really nothing” Mike states down the phone. “She has a social security number and a bank account containing $6.2 million; a twitter account she rarely updates. Owns a penthouse apartment in the city. Has a bodyguard/chauffer by the name of Vincent Armalli and a personal assistant called Tiffany Walker.”

A girl can dream. I flash my I.D. badge at the desk security guard, who no doubt believes he actually works for a porn warehouse, and make my way to the back of the building, past aisles and aisles of storage boxes of smut. At the very back of the warehouse is a standard bookshelf lined with DVD’s. I look for the current secret video—Jurassic Puss, tagline: ‘Life finds a way . . . to cum’—and pull it from the shelf, triggering the mechanism which opens up the secret door leading down to the subterranean building which is the true heart of T.H.E.M.’s operations.

Does he want her to die of curiosity? "I want an answer to all my questions" she demanded and he chuckled." You will get an answer just a simple one, when the time is right I will tell you everything" he assured " All you have to know is that you need to keep my secret" he warned, " you can't tell anyone or act suspicious" he added and she nodded. "Now that you know that I can walk, we have an unfinished business to do, don't we?" He winked and she remembered what led them here in the first place.

“As for it being a secret kept from my family... no, it isn't. Everyone in my family knows, but you are the first person other than them knowing about it in over fifteen years. Which is why I want you to do me a favor. I want you to keep my secret a secret. Let no ear hear about it from you. Can you do that for me?” It was a polite request. And even though I was still going through some internal deliberation from my end, I couldn’t reject her request so I nod to affirm it. She gives me a weary smile in return but I stay neutral. “So, I’ll be leaving now,” she says. “And, hey, I got the book you asked me to get you.” she then takes out her hand from her back to reveal an old-looking brown boo