Hidden Hero Novels & Stories

Someone was hiding him. Someone had protected him. Someone sent him here intentionally. And I was going to find out why. No matter who I had to question. No matter who I had to break. No matter what kind of secret the human world tried to bury. Jayden Fisher Hale was not ordinary. And I had a feeling the academy had no idea what kind of storm was walking through its halls.

He explained his voice low and sounding sad and his eyes vulnerable. " Oh business centered?" Justin questioned his eyes hard on Drake but on closer look he was shattered. " Yes baby you're the only one I have feelings for now. No one else please. In just the shirt time spent with you, I felt what I've never felt before you brought out the real me I won't lie to you." " Don't call that love. Don't! You hid it from me. I was in the dark all this while. I'm human Drake. Why! Why did you do that?"

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?

Will is back, his face blocking my view from the sky as he towers above me, I can’t believe this is how I’m going to die. “I’ll have you have one last secret before you die. The letter, I didn’t send it, your Boss did, and the one you could killed your father-” Ethan?

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.”