The Secret Of Light の小説・ストーリー

Why had she told Christophe about the misery of her adolescent years? She had told Christophe things that she hadn’t even told Randall, things that she had never shared with anyone. And at the time she had felt curiously lightened of the burden of those unpleasant recollections, almost as though she was exorcising them and finally putting them into the past where they belonged. In a weak moment, Lara had surrendered her most private memories... so why didn’t she feel bad about that? Lara explored the huge, lavishly furnished room, complete with comfy sofas, magnificent flower arrangements, and an exquisite antique desk with tiny drawers filled with luxury notepaper.

The heavy oak door of the secret library groaned on its hinges before thudding shut, the sound swallowed by a sudden, profound silence. The world outside vanished. The air inside rushed to meet me, thick with the brittle vanilla of aging paper and the rich, earthy scent of old leather. It was the smell of forgotten things. I held out my hand, palm up, and summoned my mana. A nascent globe of pink light bloomed in my palm, cool against my skin. It pulsed softly, throwing the spines of countless books into sharp relief and sending long, distorted shadows dancing across the floorboards.

Tara asked gobsmacked. "I-erm, I kind of have a secret, I've been keeping my whole life and I wanted to share it with you." You explained, Tara looks at you waiting for you to continue. "You have to promise not to tell anyone." You continue. "I promise." Tara smiled. "I'm a werewolf." You blurted. "What? Is this a prank?" Tara is shocked. "Why do you think I passed out back there? I had an episode and back at the arcade, the 30 baskets." You explain.

Ethan looked at Vincent. “THAT WAS A SECRET!” His eyes glared at me. “IT WAS ONE TIME!”

I don't care if you both are destined to be together, you won't have anything to do with her, " the woman said, leaving the room. "I am Finn Nightshade, Alpha of Moonfield Pack. '' my handsome saviour introduced himself, stretching out his hands for a handshake. I was certain that I knew about this Pack, it was rumoured to be the most powerful and peaceful pack. "I am Elara Anderson, " I said. "Of which pack?" I heard Finn ask. "I am from the Shadowfang pack, " I said. "So you have a pack but why do you smell like a rogue? " he asked.

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.

she exclaimed, her voice echoing through the hall. In an instant, all the lights extinguished, leaving only the green and black flame burning fiercely in the middle of the hall—the solitary beacon in the darkness. The emerald light illuminated the room, casting an otherworldly glow on our faces, as if it held the secrets of ancient wisdom and boundless possibilities. We stood there, transfixed, the air thick with anticipation and a sense of the unknown. The journey had only just begun, and as the green light bathed us in its ethereal radiance.

Gerald then looked at her closely and tried to give her secret through just a glance but apparently Emily still didn't understand either. "So, that's the first explanation, but I'm sure if you have guessed the next secret which is quite big even in my opinion," Gerald muttered at once. Hearing this, Emily didn't understand. Oh, what riddle is this again? "Umm, I'm not good at guessing. So what?" she asked then. You can see the man staring at all the sides that are around them at this time. After Gerald felt safe, he immediately drew closer to Emily. "I.. gay," Gerald answered then and immediately Emily was silent for a moment. Ah, so it seems the secret is...

“Is it too dramatic for me to say that you are the light of my life? Like the Sun.” “So…. I think if we don’t wake up in time for the sunrise, we won’t miss out on anything.”

"It's best if you come with me." He rose from his chair and approached his bookcase. He pulled out a blue book and opened a secret door. "All the answers that you seek are inside here." "You have a secret base?" I know my grandfather can be secretive, but having a secret room is different, and he did not like to have one. But never judge a book by its cover. "Please follow me and watch your steps." He tried to light a candle, but I summoned a light orb which is more manageable. "Thank you."