What We Do Is Secret Cast Novels & Stories

My eyes frantically widened as I vigilantly leaned my body against it to strengthen the force on my side. “Just stay right there!” I snarled. “Okay, okay.” He said, surrendering. He also let go of the door, making me fully shut it close. Then I heaved a harsh sigh before I hastily jumped on the bed, drowned half of my body into the thick comfort, clutching it tightly just to make sure the bump’s hidden properly. Atlas knocked on the door but still opened it by himself anyway. He stood near the edge of the, watching me intently. I gulped as I tried to breath normally. He started stepping forward until he stopped at my side. My pulse continued faltering due to outright fear, the fear for my li

Pretend I was invisible. But now? My stomach twisted, sure. My jaw clenched, yeah. But part of me wanted to scream, Cole kissed me. He wanted me. So shove it. Of course, I didn’t scream. I’m not completely suicidal. Still, I walked a little straighter. Cole passed me by third period. He didn’t look. Not once. Just brushed past with his crew, laughing at some dumb joke Kendal cracked. The buzzing inside me died. Right. Reality check: I was still his secret.

ETHAN COLE My body sunk into the soft sheets as I stared at the desk where the document sat. After I took the document from the secret room, I hadn't opened it. The Duval stamp lay on the front cover together with the word, confidential. This was going to tell me all about VAR — maybe not all, but some part of it. Either way it would help me to understand things I didn't know. Like how easily the organization covered up its crimes, and how no one knew how deep the business ran.

Together, we stepped into the chamber, our hearts pounding with a mix of anticipation and apprehension. As we navigated the labyrinthine paths and solved complex puzzles, the true nature of the secret society's agenda was unveiled. It was a revelation that shook us to our core, the weight of its implications threatening to crush our spirits. Dr. Sullivan's voice trembled with a mixture of awe and horror as she spoke the words that would forever change the course of our mission. "Emma, Alexander, the secret society's true agenda is nothing short of catastrophic. They seek to unleash an ancient power that can reshape the world in their image—a power that must never fall into their hands."

He added with a hint of tease and arrogance in his voice. “But we are not here to discuss my mate bond, right?” I asked him with a serious expression, and he sighed. No one knows, but I, Sylvester, and a few future alphas had formed a secret team when we were in the Alpha’s Academy. This is a secret from everyone, including our betas. So, Nathan also didn’t know about this. “If we are here, it means that you or others found something that needs to be discussed.” I remarked and he nodded in response.

It was then that we stumbled upon a long-forgotten chapter—one that we had buried in the depths of our memories, hoping it would never resurface. The secret involved a dark night, years ago, when our paths had intersected with a mysterious figure known only as "The Whisperer." This enigmatic individual held knowledge that could shatter the very foundation of our existence, and their intentions remained unknown. Driven by a relentless pursuit of the truth, Nathaniel and I embarked on a journey to uncover the identity of The Whisperer and the secrets they held. It led us down a treacherous path, navigating through a labyrinth of lies, betrayal, and hidden agendas.

“I’ve noticed. He kind of likes to annoy you.” “Oh, it’s his life mission.” Mrs. Fisher cleared her throat from the front. “Alright, who can tell me the first step?” Dead silence. I looked at my desk. Eye contact meant certain death and I wasn't prepared for that. Ella leaned closer, whispering, “I don’t get why letters get to hang out with numbers. It just feels wrong.” I smirked. “They call it algebra. I call it identity theft.” Her laugh escaped before she could stop it, and Mrs. Fisher’s gaze snapped to us. “Is something funny?”

"Will be nothing more than a beta bitch within the boundaries of my empire," "No, not our Sandro." My inner goddess wails. "Not our sweet, sweet boy!" Her agonised sobs echo in my ears. "Over my dead body!" I slam my hands against his chest and scream. He chuckles. He throws his head back and laughs throatily, and despite the fact that my strength is ineffective against him, he does not budge. "That can be arranged." He replies as his eyes meet mine following his outburst of laughter. Castello made it abundantly clear that this mission was to remain secret. A well-hidden secret between the two of us.

"Who are you looking for miss? "Mr. Madon" she answered removing her sunglasses. "Do you have an appointment with him?" She asked "No, but he knows me," she said. "I'm sorry ma'am but you can't see him without an appointment," his secretary said "Just tell him it's Gia Winston, his sister-in-law," she said more like bragging but the secretary stared at her as if she said the wrong word.

We all looked at ourselves and ignored him, knowing something was going on with his secretary but we all decided to ignore him because of the issue at hand. “We didn’t think this matter through before releasing that letter. I can say that was the most stupid thing we’ve ever done. Fine, one person was arrested and yet! They’re like ten or at least five members still walking around freely. If Caleb Callahan is a member, then we’re so fucked up because he saw Derek’s face the night he collected that letter from him” Henry was agitated and I could understand how he was feeling at the moments “We stirred the water too much guys. We didn’t plan this perfectly before doing it. I want everyone to t