Hidden Bodies Book Novels & Stories

It was here, in this gloomy chamber, that the truth awaited us. As we approached the body, I felt a knot tighten in my stomach. Dr. Steven's lifeless form hung suspended, a macabre sight that sent shivers down my spine. Every detail became etched into my memory, the way his lifeless eyes stared into oblivion, the stillness of his limbs, and the haunting message scrawled across his lifeless form. It was a chilling reminder of the malevolence that lurked within the shadows.

Further into workout time at the bookstore bar, I stood behind the counter, gazing out of the window as the last traces of daylight faded into the evening. The tranquil atmosphere of my shop was shattered once again when I heard a scream. I rushed to the window, my heart pounding, and my worst fears were confirmed. There, in the dim twilight, I saw the silhouette of a lifeless body floating in the water. Dread washed over me as I realized that Randy wasn’t the one behind the rape and killings. He must have been sent if bodies keep appearing

It took them awhile, but they managed to go through everything and pack up the useless stuff. Angel was in the office going through the desk while two of staff members were packing up the books inside when one of them went to grab another book and the whole shelf moved. Her father who had just been standing there looked at her oddly and she shrugged, she hadn’t known the room was there either. When they opened it, they found what appeared to be a secret office in what was intended to be a panic room. There was a lot of paperwork, financial information, a lot of things that didn’t make sense right off. Until Angel looked at it closer and saw the pattern. It turned out Kingsley hadn’t just bee

Then, to the right, and at the end of a long row of books, one book jutted out from the shelf. I pulled it out. It didn’t have a name. It was a leather-bound volume, and its cover had a skeletal hand clutching a wilting rose. I opened the book, skimming through the pages. My stomach turned at some of the rituals inside. Selene was too arrogant, too vein, to resort to grave robbing, and there would be no need to stitch me together if her plan was to take over people’s bodies as she had before. The Binding.

He wondered if Hilda could still run around happily if she knew that there were hundreds of dead bodies hidden in her basement. This time, they had received sixteen more bodies. Although Hex's body wasn't one of them, Johnathan was still very satisfied. After all, this could be considered progress! Even the corpses of Hex's subordinates were valuable for research purposes. While the corpses were still warm, Johnathan dissected them. However, the other two that were still alive and had their mouths gagged were imprisoned in the next room, so they could watch through the transparent bulletproof glass as he dissected their friends.

There was a row of bodies, covered by cloth, and a smell… Something murky and dark, like wet, rotting soil overturned by a gardening fork, or the roots of a tree immersed for generations into river water, that made Aislen think of caves and graves. “So many,” Cameron murmured, shocked. “Over here,” Heath led them through the police and other officials, around the edges of the bodies. Some of them were smaller than others, and Aislen shook her head and averted her eyes. Talen took her hand, and placed a hand on Cameron’s shoulder, offering them both his support. “Thanks Iris,” Heath said to the policewoman who waited by a body. She looked at Aislen, Cameron and Talen dubiously. “Are you sure

Nobody was telling me anything, and I felt like I was being framed for something. “ Somebody tell me something!” I shouted. “ Dominic, they found five dead bodies at the New Euphoria.” Janelle told me. “ So what! There’s always animal bodies in the New Euphoria! That’s what the club is used for!” “ Dominic, the bodies belonged to five college students who were on vacation here.” I stopped fighting and turned my attention to Janelle. I swear my heart stopped when she told me that. I let Officer Kravis slap the cuffs on me.

They peeled off her body and floated into the air like glowing smoke. I stared ahead at the fireplace where she had been staying and the book was there, fettered to the tree. The chains surrounding it wriggled and snapped before it clattered to the ground. I marched toward the book, my heart slamming hard as I walked toward it. I bent but my fingers trembled a few feet away from it, if she wasn't truly dead and I held the book, I would disintegrate. I angled my head toward her corpse again, she remained unmoving. I exhaled deeply and grabbed the book, closing my eyes firmly and waiting for the pain to course through my frame. There was no pain, there was nothing. My eyes snapped open and I s

One of them grabbed my hand and yanked hard on the gold embellishment in my nails. “Aaaah!” I screamed in agony. It felt like someone had driven a stake straight into my heart. I thrashed on the ground, writhing in pain as the men closed in and ripped out the rest of my nails, one by one. I curled up on the floor, clutching my bleeding hands, rolling in agony. The pain was unbearable, and eventually, I started to go numb. “J-Jenny Grange… Y-You’re all going to hell…” I choked through my tears.

Aurora Wildheart stood in her third-floor guest room, her silver-blue eyes tracing the intricate patterns of the four-poster bed’s canopy, her thoughts a tempest of the missing women, and Vincent’s cryptic message: The shadows are restless. Stay safe. Her forbidden bond with the vampire liaison was a quiet anchor, yet the mystery of her past—lost before The Emerald Forest Pack took her in at seven—pressed heavier, whispering of secrets that could unravel her world.