The Secret She Keeps Novels & Stories

"Pim! Pim!! Pim!!!" The phone beeped indicating a message. I clicked it and it read "Be ready, the game begins in 5 minutes." Immediately I read that my heart skipped and literally stopped beating for a few seconds and it took me seconds to regain myself. My lids patted, I let out a huge sigh as I prepared for the worst with confidence. The game; Can you keep a secret? Appeared on the screen.

"To avoid alarming them, we contacted your company and had you come back early. We thought you might refuse, but I'm glad you managed to find me. I'm sorry." I patted his shoulder, signaling him not to worry. I'd suspected Nydia for more than just a day or two. A few times, when I came back from a business trip, I noticed something off about her. But out of consideration for our marriage and Rylee, I hadn't said much. Who knew she was hiding such a dangerous secret behind her smile? I alone couldn't take on all of them. Why not help each other? A few days later, I divorced Nydia.

Anna takes a deep breath and gets up and goes to the backyard. “I think that I may have hit a chord…” Oscar says. Henry shrugs. “Let me fix this,” Oscar follows Anna to the backyard. “We’re not heartless Anna. She was sent away with a decent package despite her antics. I know it’s harsh economically for a lot of people but this was also done to protect you. A person who works in your house that is willing to sell your secrets is dangerous. This time it might have been a gold digger but what if next time it’s a career criminal and there’s a Kim Kardashian in France instance where you’re held at gunpoint in your own house while they steal your jewelry,”

The hallway smelled faintly of coffee and citrus, the scent I always associated with him. I was already practicing the words in my head. “Theo, I got the money. We don’t owe her anything anymore.” And then, if I was brave enough, “I have something else to tell you, too. The truth about who I am.” I turned the knob. The first sound I heard was laughter. An awfully familiar sound. Hers. Heather. My steps faltered, heart hammering. The door creaked softly as I pushed it open. And then I saw them.

"But you have to fight. Julian is fighting for you right now. Don't you dare give up on him." She gripped my hand. Her nails dug into my palm. "Tell Marcus," she gasped. She was hallucinating. "Tell Marcus I didn't tell them anything. I kept the secret." I froze. "What secret?" I asked softly. She tossed her head. Her eyes were wide and unseeing. "The account," she whispered. "The Apex. They wanted the key. I swallowed it. I swallowed the key." My blood ran cold. The Consortium didn't just keep her because she was a loose end. They kept her because she had something.

Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events, organizations, and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. She's A Secret Agent By Kiths L. Napao A secret agent, FBI's stunningly gorgeous, seemingly innocent Secret Agent Violet. Call her spooks. Sleuths. Femme fatale. Few figures are as compelling as a female spy.

She took hold of one of the plates in the strainer and flung it against the wall before taking off, not even sparing a glance back at Rehida. She was sure someone, if not the woman herself would storm after her, but no one did. She spotted a cracked door and carelessly threw herself inside, slamming it and locking it behind her. She stayed there breathing hard, listening for footsteps, there was only silence. She let out a deep breath her attention shifting to the room. It looked like an office? kind of anyways. Directly Infront of her was a huge window, black curtains blocking the view outside, and Infront of that a massive cherry wood desk with a wheelie chair big enough for a rhino positi

I stopped, not bothering to look back, lest he realize that I was hurting. “Remember, Aaliyah, everything we talked about is a secret.” He said it seriously. I just nodded in agreement, not bothering to respond, and just opened the door and left. And as I left, the tears that I'd been holding back since earlier finally fell. You're so heartless, Travis! ********** “Are you sure about this, bestie? You can still back out.” I turned my gaze to my friend, who had been nervous and uneasy since earlier.

The bus drove up and it was dead silent in the van except for a few rumblings from the kids and the silence was deafening. "Hey guys..." she said excitedly. All of them got out of the van and gave her hugs and love and the brothers just stared at me. "What the fuck is he doing her littles?" Eli yelled. Littles is her nickname. She stood in front of Eli. "Eli - we have a lot to talk about and we can do it inside. Not out here in the open where all the neighbors can see. Ladies - the guards will take your luggage to the house across the street we have for visitors. The kids can share the playroom downstairs to sleep in." she stated gracefully and turning to go inside with her brothers. I was t

“In Boyston’s coffee shop, she threatened to do precisely this. I think her words were: ‘I know where your dirty secrets are buried.’ She even named where they could be found, and then grew impatient and dug them up herself. Not her smartest move, I have to say, but not precisely surprising – she is just a stupid little girl after all.” “She’s bright enough to know a predator when she sees one, and honorable enough to see justice for his innocent victims,” Heath pointed out leaning back in his chair. “And if you are right, and she is the Secret Keeper, something which I doubt very much, then she’s obviously smart enough to know a whole range of secrets about the town and deliver it in a way