The Secret Library Novels & Stories

I wandered, coming across the library. It was massive, floor-to-ceiling shelves loaded with thousands of books, some ancient enough that their leather bindings had faded into ghostly grey. While trailing my fingers along the spines, something caught my eye: A book with no title. Oddly placed. Clean, while the others around it were dusty. I pulled it. A click sounded. Part of the bookshelf shifted backward with a low grind. My heart kicked. A secret passage. Inside was a narrow stairway descending into a hidden room.

It was just a memory we desperately wanted to forget. "Apollo!" Mia’s scream echoed from the basement, cutting through the flow of thoughts swirling in my mind. Instantly, I shook off the doubts and rushed down the stairs, my heart racing, imagining what could have frightened her. When I got there, I found Mia kneeling in front of an old, dusty wardrobe, her face frozen in a mix of surprise and confusion. The open box of photos in front of her seemed like a treasure chest of memories, something she hadn’t expected to find. The room, suffocated by years of dust and forgotten objects, exuded the atmosphere of a place that had been hiding secrets long buried.

How could I sleep with my two eyes closed, knowing that Angela might be plotting my desk just to take over my empire? I tried watching a movie on my phone, but it wasn't helping. I got bored in the end. However, the slumber I wished for never came. Rather, my eyes widened like I was some sort of security at a company. In the process of trying to figure out a perfect solution, my eyes caught a glimpse of a bottle of liquor beside the bed. I smiled. “Now that's what I'm talking about,” But the moment I remembered the doctor's warning against the intake of liquor, sadness strolled back to my face again.

Grace still had a lot to learn, especially since Elena wasn’t doing a good job in the baby-making department. Thinking about Elena reminded me of the conversation that I had had with Mike the other day when he suggested that I should go and see the oracle. I had tried acting like I had never seen a witch in my life but the truth was that I had consulted with a witch, but that was a secret that I was never going to share with anyone. A secret that was shared was not a safe secret and at this point I was the only person who was alive who knew this secret and I had every intention of keeping it like that.

In its horn it says ‘Tiffany; mystery and enchantment is calling you. The fourth carving lights up. A ballerina dancing in a pirouette with a rose in her mouth. “I can’t see the message” Tiffany says, looking around the sculpture. “Here it is?” Katrina says, pointing to the bottom of the tutu. The message is hidden amongst the lace etched into the ice. ‘Tiffany; your rose is a not far away.’

" Gabriella asked herself. She couldn't stop herself from throwing quick glances at him every time. Later on, a girl dressed in a fiery red dress split above the knee stood beside him. The lady whispered something to him and walked away.Tony stood up a moment later and strolled towards the direction the lady had followed. Gabriella felt compelled to follow him. Tony led her to a deserted place at the back of the building. He abruptly turned towards her direction, hiding in a corner but her shoes were still visible. "Come out. I know you're there" Tony half yelled at her.

I said. "What?" she said and her sharpened stares shifted into shock. I sighed once more, "Your brother's case," I repeated. "My brother's case?" she paused and I saw her gripped her hands on her sheet. In a cold voice, she asked, "But it was closed," she got confused. I glanced at her for few seconds before talking. "Yeah, but I am looking at it secretly, trying to find new evidence to re-open the case," I answered. Her eyes glued at me. I honestly didn't want to let her know, but she was still his sister.

After a night had passed, I went home because I still had plates to work on and an upcoming exam. I'm so busy, I need to focus on my studies now. I'm here in the library because I need to review! I sighed because I couldn't even focus on reading because of Kyle. Meggay is enviable too because she's quietly reading and she knows right away. She's too smart about this one. I hope she share her brain cells to me. I need her brain cells in life.

Emily said later. "This is part of our agreement, Emily. Your secret will always be safe with me as long as you are mine. That means no one is allowed to approach you because you are mine. I don't care who that man is," Liam answered later and of course Emily couldn't. answer it. Liam always brings her secret work with her. She becomes unable to speak anymore if Liam brings up her work every time. On the other hand, at this time Raphael gaped at that. 200 pages in two days?

The letter, a small white square, felt like a shard of ice in the warm, salty air. I read the words once, then again, watching the ink blur. "Last chance, Shadow. Meet me at Jurgina Bar. Second floor, Room 8. Midnight and come ALONE." My fingers clenched, crumpling the note until the paper groaned. A tremor ran from my hand up my arm, a cold current against the island's tropical heat. How had he found us? Eavon had promised this place was impenetrable, a fortress built of secrecy and trust. Yet, a ghost from our past had simply slipped a message under the door.