At The End Of The Hidden Greenery Novel Novels & Stories

For five long years, Declan Gibson and I kept our relationship hidden. I had tried to seduce him more times than I could count. Yet, one month before our wedding ceremony, he quietly organized the city's grandest fireworks display for his childhood sweetheart's birthday. After they embraced in public, they shared a slice of cake. They even checked into a hotel together later that night. … I watched them leave the hotel, side by side. That was when the truth hit me—Declan wasn't showing restraint. He just didn't love me.

And this time, they weren’t hiding. -----------++++ *End of Chapter 80*

As we resumed our journey, I cast one last glance at the Sun’s Glory before it disappeared into the horizon. It was nightfall. We arrived at the Green Bit’s hideout, a small island surrounded by braided streams. The water was shallow enough to cross on foot. Aside from the towering trees, there were beds of flowers and beautiful shrubs, kind of like a park. There was also a vegetable garden next to the circular patch of ash and soot. This was where we would make our campfire. The Green Bits told us not to venture out of this area because of monstrous creatures coming out during the night. As everyone started to erect camp, I volunteered to collect firewood around the perimeter. Suddenly, I n

But I definitely did not eye-rape him. "I am so sorry." I mumbled. Is the universe against me or something? "I wasn't looking and-" Okay, maybe I did a little bit of eye-raping. I mean, who could blame me? He's gorgeous. He has sandy blonde hair with some brown highlights. His face is just... pure perfection. Then I realised something that made me frown. Something that made memories of him come back. His eyes were a shade of forest green. Forest freaking green. Ashton. Oh god. I'm not even kidding, I am going to cry.

“This little game ends now.” She didn’t answer. Her footsteps carried her farther along the stones, fast, but not fast enough. Her voice drifted back, low and teasing. “What if I don’t want it to end?” The trees closed in, their canopy thick enough to dim the light, an intentional design to keep this part of the estate hidden. She paused, hands braced on her knees, still playing her little game of hide-and-seek. “You’ve got five seconds to come out,” I warned, knowing what lay ahead. If Gianna realized the exit was right there, she’d take it, and I couldn’t let that happen.

Everything after this was ours. END OF CHAPTER 30 END OF BOOK ONE

Written in handwriting Adrian instantly recognized. Thomas's handwriting. It read: "If you have reached this page... do not trust the ending you are given." Adrian's breath caught. "My grandfather..." The woman nodded. "He reached this place." "But he refused to write." The Pen of Endings suddenly slipped from Adrian's fingers. It floated toward the cracked White Tree. The trunk slowly opened. Inside... Hidden within its heart... Rested a magnificent book bound in white leather. No title. No lock. Only a single empty page waiting at the very end.

The forest held its breath around her as she disappeared from sight, leaving behind only the faintest ripple of anticipation, one that hinted at future encounters, unresolved curiosity, and the quiet promise of truths yet to be revealed. And with that, Rowan’s presence faded from the clearing, leaving Lyra and her pack in the golden light, unaware of the eyes that had been watching, the memories that had been stirred, and the subtle threads of fate beginning to weave around them both. The chapter closed on the hush of forest, the quiet pulse of life, and the lingering sense that something, someone, had returned, poised between shadow and revelation, waiting for the right moment to step forwa

still hiding in the shadows of the void. The "Noise" had won. The "Chaos" was home. And the Wolf was finally at rest. The Final Note: Somewhere in a distant, dark corner of space, a small, cold planet began to glow with a faint, amber light. A single sprout of green moss pushed through the iron-ice. A voice whispered in the wind: "Don't be afraid. The Pack is coming." The End.

The last clue, finally! This leads you back to where you started… Head to your favorite spot With the element you divine with best “Definitely Alexander,” Katie muttered, closing the card. “Element I divine with best… the only place with water at the greenhouse is the fountain.” She put the book into the shopping bag with the jewelry box and headed back to the greenhouse. Stopping a few feet away from the greenhouse, Katie’s eyes widened at the sight of red spots in the snow leading to the door, all the way into the domed building. Upon closer inspection, she heaved a sigh of relief when she realized they were petals of red roses strewn about. This, however, left her bewildered. It was too g