Novel & Cerita Hidden Deep: Book

Most of the time now, like tonight, I just waited on the bed entirely naked, lounging in my sexiest pose, waiting for him to walk through the door. I heard his footsteps up the hallway outside the door, and pretended to be reading. I realized too late, the book I had grabbed to pretend to read was upside down. It was too late to shift it now without being obvious. I just had to sell it. Kairos opened the door, and seeing me naked on the bed, rushed forward, slamming the door behind him. He didn’t notice the book, didn’t care about anything at all, as he leapt toward me on the bed.

"The old books say that Ebonwave Island is a desolate place, plagued by constant quakes due to its harsh conditions, making it the perfect prison for nobles. Looks like we're due for another shake-up. I'm heading back to the palace. Selena, you'd better just hope for the best and survive this calamity." I ignored Yasmin's delight in my misfortune; my gut told me that was no ordinary quake. Sure, Ebonwave Island was known for its relentless disasters, but they were predictable. This quake was different, sudden, and it reminded me of the white Wyvern from my previous life, only this felt far more ominous. Then, a Wyvern's call thundered across the heavens, and a regal white Wyvern took to the

“The Black Book holds the oldest secrets of the royal bloodline. Spells that can bind an Alpha’s wolf forever. Records of every forbidden ritual. Names of those who broke the laws of the Goddess. It can end the Alphas… or remake them. As for where it is hidden… the royal vault is only the beginning. The true location shifts with the moon cycles. It calls to those marked by darkness. You will know when it wants to be found. But beware … the Book does not give power. It takes. It always takes.” I opened my mouth to ask more, desperate for anything that could help me, but Elowen leaned back into the shadows, silent once again. The itch in my hand returned with a vengeance. I scratched harder, b

Clara’s POV The neon lights of the club always made my head ache, but tonight, the air felt heavier than usual. I was just a ghost in a uniform, moving through the thumping bass and the smell of expensive spilled liquor. When I was suddenly assigned to deep-clean the VIP suite on the third floor, I expected to find empty champagne bottles and silk ties. I didn't expect to find him. He was tall—sharp-edged like a jagged piece of glass—and devastatingly handsome in a way that felt dangerous.

Liora Vale had always loved the quiet. At twenty-one, she worked the night shift at the old city library. Most people thought the job was boring, but Liora loved being alone with the books after midnight. The tall shelves felt like old friends. One rainy night, while sorting the rare books section, she found a strange leather book hidden behind others. It had no title. When she opened it, the pages glowed softly. Words appeared. Choose a story. Bring him to life. One night only.

"But we're getting there." Hope bloomed fiercely inside his chest. It wasn't rushed, and it wasn't forced by a cosmic prophecy. It was entirely earned. Far away, well beyond the borders of any mortal kingdom and entirely removed from any known map, an ancient library stood carved deep beneath the roots of a hollow mountain. No kingdom laid claim to it, and no roads led to its hidden entrance. Inside, millions of ancient books floated aimlessly through the cavernous, moonlit air. A lone man walked elegantly between the towering, infinite rows of shelves. He was tall, dressed in a sharp, long black coat, with silver hair that caught the ambient light.

She had disobeyed him three times this night; going outside without his permission, bringing that damn cat in his house, and coming down to the basement. Madeline hesitantly opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. She was far too terrified. Was this really who Matthew was? He hid he fact that he was a direwolf, he hid the fact that he was a cruel torturer who kept men chained up in his basement, what other secrets is he keeping from her? "Answer me." His gaze was menacing. She began scolding herself for coming down here. "You should've just stayed in bed, you idiot. Everything would've been fine."

This was my haven, a secret space where no one could find me—away from everything, from the pressures of my role, from the expectations that weighed on me. In my hands, I held the book I had stolen from the secret library. It was bound in dark leather, and its pages crackled with age. I had barely managed to slip it from its hidden resting place without anyone noticing, and now I was finally going to read it. The title was unassuming, but the stories it held, the knowledge it promised, stirred something deep within me.

"Here's one of my books. This particular edition of my creation is very interesting and I would advise you to read it. Who knows, it might point you in the right direction although you're seeing it already." After saying this, Nora dropped the book on the table as she stood up and left. Rock was astounded by her action. That was unlike her. He looked back at the book on the table and took it, furrowing his brows as he read the title, "Hidden secret: the heart of a woman?" He sighed and shook his head before dropping it on the table. After drinking for a while, he finally had enough and decided to leave. He thought of leaving the book behind but after staring at it for a while, he decided to

Ok everyone here is the first two chapters of book number #2. The title is: Hidden by the Gods. I might post a couple more chapters for everyone. I am hoping to have the majority of the book out by the beginning of April. I want to make sure it is as well-received as the last book. Hope everyone likes it. Chapter 1 Vepar “Just look at them sitting there all high and mighty,” I say. “I know. They think they are so special and so important.” My friend says.