Hidden Hero Novels & Stories

Playing hard to get is indeed a good way to control men, but Xavier is not an ordinary man. "If you want money, I can help you, but with your conditions, you won't get much." She tucked her hair behind her ear, revealing a mole on her forehead. I suddenly noticed the resemblance between her and me, except that I had removed my mole six years ago. Seeing that I still didn't speak, she couldn't hold back and questioned the colleague who came in to add water, "How did you become the receptionist? Can you let anyone in?" The female colleague who was summoned gave me a silent glance, feeling embarrassed, and explained, "But Mr. Quinn instructed..."

“Who is he?” Reyes looked horrified. “He used to work Treasury Intelligence,” she said quietly. “He disappeared in 2008 after exposing a covert banking operation in Brussels.” She swallowed hard. “People thought he was dead.” Kane continued calmly on-screen: “Tonight is only the beginning. The first Harbor archive has been released. Five more remain.” The room exploded into noise again. “Five?” Alex repeated. Alicia felt cold all over. Kane looked directly into the camera now. “And to Alicia Dickson specifically…” he said softly.

And it is also mysterious because, they didnt know who is behind of this thing. They thought it was a person not part of the Blessed Organizations as the headquarters didnt notifies their systems hiding inside their customized watch that the danger is already solved. Their team only knew about this person but, judging by what happened today and having that arrogant Doctor watching over them, maybe the Headquarters and the other Heroes and Sotiras would of course know this person, while them, would be reduced into lower rank for keeping such a major secret about that ‘person’ that could help the country grew its community and strengthen the country power.

The other, the one clutched tightly in her arms, was Josef’s personal prototype: the 001 of the twenty-two limited pieces. If Julian saw it… the connection between her and Josef would be impossible to explain. She’d promised Josef to keep their relationship quiet for now, so she instinctively shielded it. Julian noticed. He glanced once at the box she hid, then at the pink leather watch on display—assuming the hidden box must contain the men’s pair to match it. He didn’t question it. No need. He simply closed the gemstone watch’s box again, set it on the counter, and pushed it gently toward her.

Vulnerability he never showed anyone. But underneath it all—fear. Terror that I would discover whatever truth Harold had threatened to reveal. “What are you hiding from me?” I whispered.

Because in a room full of important people The most interesting thing wasn’t the deals. Or the wealth. Or the influence. It was them. And the question no one could answer. Who exactly was the woman standing next to Kael Hawthorne?

“I don’t want to hurt you, Alexa. I’m tired of this facade. Fine I sent the letter, fine, I don't know something about your father's death, but I’m keeping it away from you, and you can’t change that.” “Let me go,” I repeated. “I’m-Alexa, I can’t go against Chloe for you. I’m not on your side, you are my secretary-” “Why does it feel like you are telling yourself this. And not me. Why? Are you feeling guilty now?” I scoffed. “It’s good that we think the same now, so I don’t have to hide the fact I have you as a suspect and am ready to fuck you up-” I paused, my heart freezing as I realized his face was just inches from mine.

I studied her carefully now as the tension in her shoulders, the alertness in her eyes, and the way she kept glancing toward the door like something might burst in at any moment. Something wasn’t right. “What is it?” I asked, my voice more serious now. “What aren’t you telling me?” Alexa hesitated, and that alone made my chest tighten. “We have a hidden enemy,” she finally said, and my brows furrowed. “A hidden enemy?” I repeated. “Who?” I asked, staring at her. “I don’t know,” she admitted, and that answer sent a chill down my spine. Alexa didn't know things. “That’s not possible,” I said immediately. “There’s always a trace, a sign and something.”

Angel didn’t mind backing down when she knew it was in her best interest to know what these people knew. Hunter was flabbergasted he asked more calmly “Can someone tell me what is going on?” Michael simply handed him the piece of paper, they watched as all the color drained from Hunter’s face and he stared in stunned disbelief at Angel. When the letter had been passed around to everyone in the room who had just arrived. Michael spoke saying “It appears that Stacia wasn’t off with her friend that summer, she’d gone into hiding to give birth to her daughter. Whom she then gave to someone.”

He would not allow the enemy to know his weakness. Did this creature also plan to bring out havoc in this mortal world? “Hey, Bro! I thought you guys left already.” Ezekiel said when he noticed him. “Hey,” he said awkwardly, still looking at the Shadow. “What’s the matter?” Ezekiel followed the direction where he looked, “Wait, who the hell is that? A cosplayer lost in my exhibit?” his forehead crumpled. “You see it?” he looked at his brother. If Ezekiel could see the Shadow, meaning it did not conceal its presence to everyone.