The Storyteller's Secret Novels & Stories

This is a serious matter. “Tell them it's just a new policy that's been implemented. Find a way for them not to suspect a sudden change.” “Okay, Sir, I'll take care of it.” I nodded. “Santos, this secret is only ours. They can't know. Understand?” “Yes, don't worry, Sir, no one else will know.” “Good. Can you remove that bird? We can't call another cleaner. Throw it away, but be careful that no one sees that. And another thing, check the CCTV footage.”

“Shouldn’t we do something more useful than just keeping quiet? I feel quite confused right now about what to say because of course this is such a reckless thing. And I think that whatever I do will never be right and all of that is one of the things that is so annoying.” Today Maria is really so very dizzy, how could it not be because her life changed suddenly and this is something that no one could ever imagine. Maria knows that there are some problems that occur and until whenever the woman will never be able to keep everything to herself, therefore Maria needs Alvin’s help because after all he is the only person who knows all of Maria’s secrets that can never be revealed at all. While Al

"What are you planning to do?" "Nothing. Just come to Room 1808 in Poussié Suites tonight and sleep with me one more time!" Sabrina had incriminating evidence against me, so I didn't dare to disobey her. However, I decided to safeguard myself by hiding a recording pen in my pocket. If Sabrina was going to use this to blackmail me, then I was going to ruin her as well. I went to Room 1808 in Poussié Suites and saw Sabrina lying in bed, looking as alluring as she did the first night we slept together.

Liora Vale had always loved the quiet. At twenty-one, she worked the night shift at the old city library. Most people thought the job was boring, but Liora loved being alone with the books after midnight. The tall shelves felt like old friends. One rainy night, while sorting the rare books section, she found a strange leather book hidden behind others. It had no title. When she opened it, the pages glowed softly. Words appeared. Choose a story. Bring him to life. One night only.

Author: Mark Boutros A man who's been carrying a secret for over 35 years decides it's time to tell his side of the story, but on confronting the dark summer that changed his life, he lets old demons back into his life with terrifying consequences. I’m finally going to share my story. I’m not even sure I want to, but I feel like I have to. I haven’t told anyone what happened for over thirty-five years. I was only fourteen and nothing made sense. I’m forty-nine now, and with all the time I’ve had to think, it still doesn’t make sense. I guess I hoped that by never talking about what happened that it might make it less real, or make the whole thing disappear.

Leonard must have figured me out by now. He knew I was the type who acted shy on the outside but had secret desires underneath. After a few moments of teasing, he pulled me into another round, and we kept going until we were both completely worn out. When I was ready to leave, he insisted that I did not put my underwear back on. He said he wanted to keep it as a souvenir. I did not want to, but I could not argue with him, so I just did what he said. My stockings were already torn, so I could not wear those either. I took them off and went home wearing only my skirt.

I will do it. “Her story is different. I have kept the secret to myself for a very long time, and I never imagined you would even ask me to tell you the story.” Celeste looked very interested when she heard what I said; she probably was not expecting me to be genuine with her because I’ve literally always been a coward and run away from the truth, but this time around I’m not going to live like that anymore because I’m a man now, not that little boy anymore. “What is the story? I am not sure I know the story about her past, so I’m expecting you to tell me about it.” She said to me, trying to remind me that she still wants to hear the story that I have to tell her.

“This house is full of eyes. People talk. Sometimes, when they don’t know the truth, they invent it.” The word invent burned into Sierra’s ears. Her pulse thudded, panic clawing at her throat. “Stories?” she asked, her voice unsteady. Vanessa’s fingers slid down, grazing her jaw before withdrawing. “Yes. Stories about loyalty. About temptation. About… secrets.” The word hung in the air like smoke. Sierra tried to step back, but Vanessa moved with her, closing the distance, her presence suffocating. “Tell me, darling,” Vanessa murmured, leaning close enough that Sierra felt her breath against her ear. “Do you have any secrets?”

Ignoring her, I turned and headed out to a shop to buy miniature surveillance cameras and a GPS tracker. Gwen guarded her phone obsessively; she even took it into the bathroom when she showered. I hadn't thought much of it before, but now it was obvious she was hiding something. With no other choice, I slipped the tracker into a bag she always carried and installed the cameras in the room, waiting for her to walk into my trap. … Since we were with a tour group, we had to follow the itinerary. Early the next morning, Joanna woke all of us up to head to the first attraction.

But he just tells them that he has ready for it. They were so glad when they heard that. So there will be no problem for them to proceed in that competition. But Hikari says to them that they will not mad at him because of the story that he is going to create. They asked him if it was bad and told him to show them the sample of it. However, he says to them that the story should be a secret for them because he tells them that it's maybe would be more fascinating if they didn't know about the storyline at first. They have never done something like that before, so they just accept what did Hikari said and just wait for it.