The Storyteller's Secret Novels & Stories

Minerva asked in an irritated tone. I shook my head still smiling. If she was physically superior then at least she was not a mind reader. "You are right, there is a secret in my closet that even Stephan does not know about," I lied. Her eyes perked up at the news. "Why tell me?" She asked in a suspicious tone. "Because it is nothing but a dead end, so I abandoned it," I said hoping she believed my lie. "What is it?" She asked. "There is a secret door behind my closet but it leads nowhere, I tried making a hole in the walls but the rock formation is very tough," I lied with a straight face.

He waited a moment until he had gained the girl‘s attention and continued, “This place is and must remain a secret. The story you heard today I told you for a reason. I understand that it is very difficult to believe such things…” “No, I understand everything. It’s very nice that you discovered such a special place, tried to protect it, and told me this story painted on the walls. Of course, you may have gone a little overboard by adding all the good guys and bad guys, but it was even more interesting. As you say, I won’t tell anyone. But why do you want to hide such a discovery?”

Until I Met Him The New Beginning Everyone got his own secret that he is hiding away from the world, everyone get a past that they never wants to go back to, everyone got a past life they wants leave behind so do I Kaira. I get a past and a secret that no one knows about a secret I am going to keep away from the world until I take my last breath because that is the only way to keep him secure and away from danger the only way to bring him out of danger.

Alastaire’s brow is creased with worry. And Felix is watching me with narrowed, wary eyes. Don’t, he seems to be saying. But it’s too late. There’s no turning back. “I’m sorry I kept you all in the dark for so long,” I say. And with that, I begin telling the sad, secret story of the bus at the bottom of the ocean. ***** By the time I’m finished, the bonfire has burned down to ash and dying embers. The dying light illuminates the grave faces gathered round; bound by my tale, hooked to the last word.

His hand finds the gearshift easily, shifting through each gear as needed until he’s cruising along at 100 km/h. If he can just drive fast enough, he can outrun all the stupid things his friends say and pretend they don’t dig deep beneath his skin so they can fester and rot him from the inside out. If he can just drive fast enough, he can outrun the urges he has to open his mouth and let all of his secrets come rushing out. If he can just drive fast enough, he can outrun the urge he gets to turn to them and explain how he actually does know how it feels to have someone in bed with him, very frequently, but it’s just never a woman, so he can’t tell them that. If he can just drive fast enough,

Christina’s eyes went dark, like someone had just switched off the chandelier in a grand ballroom. “My father had an old mask in his collection,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “It’s still somewhere in the attic. He used to tell me this wild story about Nazis organizing a secret expedition to find it. He was pleased to have it, of course. You’re telling me it’s a fake?”

“You don’t get to stand here and act like a victim, Victoria. You knew exactly what this engagement was.” " Just stop playing the victim here Victoria" he said not turning to look at her. " Oh wow I'm playing the victim you say. Drake you know, I agreed to all this for your image but I won't let you humiliate me. What do you want people to think of le when they find out about your "Secret"? Worst of it all with your office boy" She said her nose flaring in anger. " Leave! I said leave Victoria! I'm not having this conversation with you."

Ugh, would kill for some secret. Did I say that out loud? I shake my head quickly, pretending I didn’t. I only smile because he says, “I’ll tell you a secret for a secret.” “I don’t have a secret.” I quickly say. He insists, “Well, I think you do.” “But I don’t.” “Okay, I’ll start,” he says. “Okay.” I stay there waiting for him to tell me his secret. I thought he was going to share something small, something harmless, but I wasn’t expecting the secret he divulges next.

"That's crazy realistic. What kind of technology is this?" Her excitement only grew. I closed my eyes in despair. If anyone had told me that I would end up lying naked from the waist down in front of a woman like some kind of store display… I would've thought they were out of their mind. But now that it had gone this far, I was even less able to say anything. If there had been a way out earlier, it was gone now. All I could do was pray silently that Clarissa would finish looking and leave. I truly wished she wouldn't do anything else.

“She just left.” “Oh,” I nodded. “So… did you see the stump? Any adventures? Any treasures?” “Yes,” he said immediately. “But it’s a secret.” I frowned slightly. “What do you mean, a secret?” “Sia showed me the secrets to the stump,” he said proudly. “And she told me that Dad also knows about the secrets, and if I ask him really nicely, then Dad will show me too.” “What kind of secret?” I asked. Super curious now.