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My hands started shivering as I looked around. There was something going on in here, something I had no idea about; something cruel, something bad. “Aaaaaaaaaaaa! Anshuman, pleaseeee leave me!” another scarem made me shiver; Ansh? My Ansh? My Ansh was where these—these screams were coming from? Taking deep breaths, I forced my legs to move in the direction of the screams. They just got louder and louder. “What do you think, bastard? Can you steal from us? What you stole is worth millions, even selling your organs would not help!” Ansh’s voice. That was Anshuman’s voice.

Life’s karma really doesn’t miss, does it? If you were Melissa, would you keep the results secret or use them as your weapon? Choose carefully — secrets have a way of burning down empires. Yours in plotting, Zera

All those explanations. Protection. Safety. Family. They had used beautiful words to disguise ugly decisions. Lucien looked at the ledger. “The first ledger contains the history.” Zara tightened her grip around it. “And the second?” “The second contains the names.” “And the third secret?” Lucien’s expression darkened. “The third secret is not in a book.” “Then where is it?” He looked at her. “In a person.” Zara’s pulse quickened. “Who?” Lucien smiled. “You.”

Our department went on a team-building hike. When it was time to split into groups, I looked at Janet Wiley, the woman I had been secretly dating for two years, sure she would pick me. Instead, she walked over to Nash Fuller, her childhood friend who had just come back from overseas. "You're out of shape. Come with me. I'll make sure you don't fall behind." Nash gave her a crooked grin and rested a hand lightly on her arm. Our coworkers immediately started giving them a hard time. "Childhood sweethearts, huh? Ms. Wiley, you're still single, right? You two actually look pretty good together." Janet didn't move away. She just smiled faintly and said, "Yeah. I'm single." I went still

There are so many secrets I know that they will never guess innocent me would know, because who am I kidding they all think I am the sweet damsel in distress. I finally made it to the door of the secret room with a heavy sigh. God, I am never drugging a bulky man ever again. Well unless necessary like right now. I opened the door with the secret password, don't get me started on how I know it. This particular door happens to be hidden well...you can never know there is a door unless you are being told which is unlikely to happen....with all the wines sitting on the shelf who would ever guess there's a door behind.

Her tears dripped off her chin, not even rippling the flow of water down the drain. Secrets, so many secrets, she thought as she placed the broken glass into the bin. Secrets that haunted lives, she thought, thinking of Diana Boyston and Lillian Ridgeway. Secrets that festered under the surface like painful boils. Well, she decided, the Secret Keeper would lance those boils.

My feelings for this woman right here, will never change. "You look so beautiful and radiant" I compliment, causing her to blush. "Thank you" "Are you back for good?" I question, hoping she's not going to leave again. "Yes, I am" I kiss her again, deeper this time, relishing in the oh-so-familiar taste of my wife's mouth. It feel like fucking ages since I kissed her, and I can't wait to make love to her, and when I start, I won't stop. "No hidden secrets?" She asks, referring to our lives five years ago "No hidden secrets" THE END.

So Anna has her own secrets too. "I have always seen strange things since I was young. I have my fair share of weirdness to tell you.” “Maybe when you saw me and Jo when we were young, I was not totally able to see beyond your concealment. I was not aware of anything much but my friendship with Jo." "But when I saw you on my birthday, I guess it might be because I was terribly lonely for missing Jo. I was looking for company. Therefore, I might have been searching that is why I saw you." Anna makes it sound logical that way.

Old money empires built on secrets nobody outside knew aside their clique. I dropped the newest folder into its place among the others, while my fingers lingered on the crisp label for just a moment. PROJECT ZENEX. “Let’s see,” I murmured, “if love would survive this one.”

guments, laughter, fights, secrets. If this really was Aurora's secret hideout, then it was going to be really interesting finding out more about her. And trust me, I always got what I want.