The Secrets We Keep Book Novels & Stories

But this isn't just any book. Just to set the record straight, I'm a man of record. I like to keep track of events and every other happenings around me. I like to control things as much as I can, but I took this zeal to another level when I attempted to control time by keeping track of every event, documenting every ritual, and of course every killing and parks I've wiped out. So that's the story when I said it isn't just a book. It contains my deepest secrets. But how the hell did she get hold of it and who the hell allowed her in there?

So he stood up and went to her table and started to observe her belongings but he only saw some books, stationery, a cup, a small mirror, and a key. Noah squinted his eyes at the key and lifted it up, he turned his gaze towards her cupboard. 'Should I, or should I not. If he knew what I was doing, I will not see tomorrow's sun.' Noah was struggling inside but he wanted to find something, something to clear his misunderstanding.

"You're right. I shouldn't be keeping these things from you." The two Betas leaned forward, eager to hear his answers. "Well, I am a direwolf. No, we're not extinct, and no, we're not trying to take over and kill all werewolves. And yes, that human girl is my mate. Any other questions?" The room fell still for a moment while the two pondered over his confession. His Beta male broke the silence. "I'm glad you found your mate, Alpha." "We know you're a very secretive person, but you can trust us, alright? You don't have to keep everything to yourself," The female added.

"Okay," I said coolly. "Guess Gillian stays a mystery, then." That stoked his fury. He didn't bother hiding the expression, but the guy took the pen and signed the papers. "Now talk." I smiled. "She's still alive." A heavy silence weighed down on us. I knew what he wanted. A continuation. However, I had set down my glass of wine and got ready to leave. Sometimes you had to dangle the bait in front of the prey and make them work for it.

He entered a long code, leaned forward for the scanner to read his eye. A section of the bookcase, smooth and seamless, slid aside with a soft hiss. Behind it was not a room, but darkness. That's where the secrets actually live," Brian breathed, his tone hushed. "The ones that aren't in the archive. The ones that can bring it all down." He glared at Davidson with an inscrutable look. "The key of irrevocability." He reached out and grasped Davidson's, the one with the watch on which the scars were visible. He moved his fingers over the keypad.

“I don’t deserve you.” “You don’t have to,” she said, taking his hand. “Just don’t push me away.” He kissed her thenslow, intense, like he was anchoring himself in her warmth. When he pulled away, his voice was steadier. “We need to find that second ledger.” She nodded. “Then we’ll start tomorrow. Together.” But miles away, in a cold storage facility guarded by cameras and silence, a man opened a steel container marked with a Carlyle seal. Inside, hidden beneath layers of files, was a black leather book. The second ledger. He flipped it open, and his eyes lit up. “This,” he whispered, “will burn them to the ground.”

When she heard me recounting the incident I had gone through with reddened eyes, her eyes turned red as well. "Oh god… Thank goodness you're back, Roxy! Otherwise, I don't think I'll be able to continue living in this world without you! I can't believe that Parson bastard broke up with that poor woman in this way back then! What a monster! I'm going to file for a divorce with him right away!" Only then did my mom tell me about the incident she had kept a secret for more than 20 years. Back then, she had found out about my dad cheating on her with another woman when she was pregnant with me. In fact, my dad had been cheating on her for a few years by then. The mistress got pregnant at an earl

I plop myself back down on the couch, take a big drink of my Coor's light, and channel flick until I find a good comedy to watch, something that will put all thoughts out of my head and just help me laugh. I found myself drifting back to Caleb. I think I may need to go back to the coffee shop again soon, just to see him. But, it isn’t like I could start anything with him because I have too many secrets, and you can’t be with anyone when you are doing nothing but lying to them. It was not fair.

“Stop this Secret Keeper nonsense.” “Nope,” Aislen’s grin was savage. “Not going to happen, Heath. This town is rotting in its own secrets and double standards. I’m not going to stand by and let them continue with their nasty, mean-spirited gossip anymore, I’m going to drag out all the secrets that they want to keep hidden.”

And I will take that to my grave because I’d never betray my pack, and Firewolf is part of Bloodmoon. However, it let me put them in their place on secrets. The bet is likely the smallest secret these ancient males have. However, it’s the only secret that directly affects me. I have a few secrets, but I won’t share them while they lie to my face and treat me like some prize in their dumb game. “Everyone has secrets, Professor Weeber.” I pointed out. “Albert. You can call me Albert.” Albert interrupted. “That would be too personal. So, I’ll pass.” I shook my head. “And the longer one lives, the more secrets you keep. Combined, you have over a thousand years’ worth of secrets.” I shrugged as I