Vault Of Secrets Riddle Answers

Just as the Silverwolf Pack was about to fall into ruin, Blaise Larkin approached me and asked me to be his mate. I'd had a crush on Blaise for as long as I could remember. Now that my wildest dreams were about to come true, I was happy to form a mate bond with him. As I was the sole daughter of the Eastern Pack's Alpha, I was able to provide him with a mountain of resources by becoming Blaise's mate. One month after our bonding ceremony, I was expecting a pup. I was ecstatic, but before I could share the news with Blaise, I overheard something soul-shattering. "I wonder who fathered the pup of our pregnant Luna." "She probably got involved with some filthy Rogue. There's no way Alpha Blaise will let her give birth to that mutt, right?" If it weren't for those werewolves, I wouldn't know that Blaise was pretending we never mated. When I demanded answers in a deranged manner, he threw me into the underground prison and forced me to atone for the death of his first love. "If you didn't insist on becoming my mate, Susie wouldn't have left the pack—she also wouldn't have gotten slaughtered by Rogues!" Eight months later, I lost my pup in the cell I was imprisoned in and died, soaking in my own blood. When I opened my eyes once again, I found myself back on the day Blaise asked me to be his mate.

He was born by a witch, fathered by a wolf and raised in an orphanage home. Because of past incidence, his mother magically prevented him from being either a wolf nor a wizard, but having inherited such great power, it could only be a matter of time, before the witches power, would no longer be able to hold him at bay. He found himself walking away from a life he had built as a human, when he started feeling his nightmares, were being too real. On the day he was supposed to tie the knot with Blair Fire, the love of his life, he could not show up, for he was in the woods, shape shifting for the very first time. He went to seek answers, wanting to go back to the orphanage home where he grew up. He found out, he is the successor of a powerful Alpha, and his mother, is the most powerful witch, who controls the twelve witch kingdom in the entire federation. His father wants him back, as he is the one, whom the prophesy spoke about. That a great Aplha would succeed him, and destroy their enemies, and his Luna have already been chosen for him, by the moon goddess, while his mother also wanted him back, as the Queen of all witches have chosen a bride for him, but he could only love Blair Fire, his human mate. What will he do, since he is obligated to be with all three? How will he protect her, when the witch and the wolf sees her as a threat, to getting the love of their Alpha? Find out, in this mind blowing story.

Antonella Cross has secrets many of them, To everyone she's the perfect wife and socialite what they don't know is what happens behind closed doors. Antonella Cross has many secrets too many for her to keep count of. What happens when they slowly start falling apart and she's not only fighting for her life but her marriage?

Aahliyah, daughter of the Alpha of the once mighty and great Waterwave Pack, has had her livelihood taken from her. Given no other alternative, Aahliyah was forced to run away, and had been on the run for months. Fortune finally favours her, when she finds sanctuary in a reclusive pack. But this pack hold secrets that are far more dangerous than the people she's running from. Especially the dark secrets that involves the Alpha's son, Raphael

The things between truth and lies, honesty and secrets, trust and doubt. We surround ourselves with the right people and good people. People we trust and most of all, people we think they deserve to be a part of our lives. Truth can be manipulate. Lies can destroy. Trust can easy to break. Honesty can set aside. Secrets can keep you guilty. Doubt can bring out your fears. But what if your life of truth is full of lies, and those persons who you trust are keeping secrets and what if your life of honesty turn into doubt. I am Divina Clare Reyes and this is my story, life that I thought full of truth, full of trustworthy and honest people but it turned out to be full of lies and secrets.

Just as she’s starting her new life in Las Vegas, she gets an urgent call to return home to Atlanta. Deila Barbson could be stubborn, witty…among other things but she wasn’t the rogue her family thought her to be so she answered with equal urgency oblivious to what awaited her— her past. She’s faced with the person that’s haunted her beautiful nightmares everyday for two years. Betrayed by her heart, she found herself running again from whom she still longed for as the very air she breaths. Breathing was as difficult as commitments. Would she stand unbroken or she melt under his touch? Time they said healed every wound so why did his heart still bleed at the sight of the woman that left him shattered sixteen months ago? Hard-headed as he was, James Martin felt open as if it were yesterday he got stood up on his planned proposal dinner. He wanted answers, from her, from himself; why didn’t he feel anger towards her for breaking his heart? Why was his heart still thudding with hope at the sight of her? Why did Deila still unman him as if he wasn’t the macho CEO that intimidated even the Mayor? And most importantly, why did she return? Behind the unwilling woman and broken man was the dark secret both their families shared. What would be keeping them apart? Their ego? Or the family secret? Warning: This book contains mature words and sexual encounters that aren't suitable for readers under the age of 18.

"Answers and answers. We can solve our collective family issue," He said, eyes widened to whatever brilliant plan he had that was growing even more in his mind. "With you in my arms, the world would believe I have finally found the woman of my dreams," He continued, unaware of the growing distress that threatened to unravel me, "And my father would not dream to approach you. Out of fear that you might expose his scheme." I stepped forward, my palms on both sides of his cheeks- cupping them while he stroked my thumbs. "And what about who I am to seduce?" "He would be so interested in you because he believes I am interested in you." He would presume I was unavailable - and thus desirable. **** Son of the richest politician in the state, Alexander made a name for himself as one of the best and richest CEO of the biggest security company in the state. He ran away from home at the tender age of eighteen, leaving behind a broken-hearted Jasmine. **** When Jasmine is given the most daunting of tasks, to prove she can be more than the disappointment her mom claimed she was. She did not expect to see the man who made her believe love could be real working for her target. The man whom abandoned her when she needed him the most. Alexander must find a way to get out of what he called "dealings with the devil," while Jasmine tries her best to make sure she doesn't fall in love with him again. But is all really fair in the game of love?

"Mr. Dawson, about that farmhouse construction project in Hattensburg… I've decided that I'm willing to go there." Gary Dawson, on the other end of the line, sounds fairly surprised. "I've been asking you to go there for ages, yet you refused every time because you said you wanted to be with your boyfriend, Timothy. Why the sudden change of mind?" Madeline Carlton lowers her reddened eyes and pretends to chuckle nonchalantly. "I guess I hit one too many walls and just decided to come to my senses afterward." Hearing this, Gary sighs and says sternly, "This is a highly classified mission. You will be assuming a whole new identity when you start working on this project. Before the mission ends, you will not be allowed to have any contact with the rest of the world. "Madeline, are you sure that you've thought things through?" "Yes. I just want to escape this place as soon as I can." There is a long silence on the phone. However, Gary answers right after the pause. "Alright. I'll send the classified contract to you in a while. It should take about a month for the paperwork to be finalized. Use that opportunity to say goodbye to your friends and family." The call disconnects. An email pops up in Madeline's inbox. Right after reading through the classified contract, she signed her name with a flourish and submitted the file with a click. At the same time, Bloomberg Group's new product launch plays on the television. Timothy Bloomberg, wearing a tailored white suit, slowly leads Lacey Houston up the catwalk stage.

Stephen divorced his wife, Elena, after discovering she was having an affair—or so he thought. What Stephen didn’t realize was that Elena was pregnant with his child, and the accusations were nothing more than lies fueled by his mother’s hatred toward her. When the truth finally came to light, Stephen was overcome with guilt. Desperate to make amends, he set out to find Elena and bring her and their unborn child back home. But his search ended in heartbreak—he discovered that Elena had vanished, leaving behind only whispers that she had jumped into the river. Her existence had seemingly disappeared without a trace. Years passed, but Stephen never forgave himself. He lived with the haunting regret of losing the love of his life. Then, one fateful day, everything changed. He met a baby girl named Rose, whose face was a perfect mirror of Elena’s. Curiosity and hope drove Stephen to seek answers, and when he met Rose’s mother, he was stunned to learn the truth—Elena was alive. But the shock didn’t end there. When Stephen confronted Rose's mother, she insisted she didn’t know him. She claimed her name was Davina and that she was married, living a life far removed from anything Stephen had known. What had happened to Elena? Was this truly his wife, or a woman who simply bore an uncanny resemblance? And if it was Elena, what had led her to erase every trace of her former life?

To cheer up his pretty assistant, my boyfriend brought her to attend a party. I had to bail him out after he was arrested by the police. The charge? Public indecency after consuming illegal substances. When I arrived at the police station to pick him up, he was still trying to comfort his assistant, paying no heed to the possibility that I might have seen the lipstick marks on his neck. After seeing that I wasn’t saying anything, my boyfriend assumed I was upset and explained impatiently, “Winnie was in a terrible mood that day, and I was just there to keep her company. We didn’t take part in any public indecency! It was the other guests who were messing about!” What a terrible excuse. If it was any other day, I wouldn’t be this calm. This time was different. I will no longer press him for answers like a mad woman. As I walked past the police station entrance, an officer looked at my boyfriend and his assistant, who were still all over each other. With eyes full of sympathy, he asked me, “Your partner?” I glanced at my boyfriend, whose focus was entirely fixated on Winnie, and shook my head. “No, just an acquaintance.” At that moment, Winnie was leaning against him, seeking his comfort. I pulled out my phone and texted my dad silently. “I agree to marry President Lee. I’ll leave the wedding preparation to you guys.” “I’ll be back in five days.”