Hidden Hero Novels & Stories

He was running his hand through his hair and face to decrease the pressure on his mind. On the other hand Isabella was concerned about Zara. He came to know her that secret that she wanted to hide all the time came out today. She tried, she tried her best to hide it all her life. But she failed! But she wouldn't let any other truth come out. The grimmest reality of her sufferings. Zara was looking at both her mother and Alex couldn't understand what she said wrong? The intense atmosphere was broken by a phone ring. It's Alex's phone. He pulled out his phone from his pocket and put it near to his ear.

The bureau chief immediately straightened his clothes, leading everyone forward to welcome them, stopping with utmost deference before a Rolls-Royce. The driver respectfully pulled open the car door, and a white-haired elderly man stepped out of the vehicle. Everyone instantly lowered their heads. "Don." Harrison froze. His palms were thoroughly drenched with sweat from nerves over meeting such a powerful figure for the very first time. However, soon the door on the other side opened, and I leisurely stepped out of the car. Harrison snapped his head up, his eyes widening in disbelief.

He was tall—sharp-edged like a jagged piece of glass—and devastatingly handsome in a way that felt dangerous. But he wasn't dancing or drinking. Hunched over. Then I saw the glint of something in his hand. A syringe. My stomach dropped. I knew men like this; men with too much money and too little soul. If he saw me, he’d hunt me just for witnessing his weakness. I scrambled behind a heavy velvet curtain, my heart hammering against my ribs. Just stay quiet, I pleaded with myself. Just let him finish and leave. Suddenly, my pocket vibrated.

“This time, it’s not me. Not me. Not at all. This lady approached me as soon as I took my seat.” Malikul growled warningly at the cafe owner. “Figured.” Linda was already shaking like a leaf dancing with the wind. Her face became pale as the regret belatedly engulfed her whole body. Shadow! There’s only one person that came with an ugly name. The most prominent figure in The Unknown. Leaders were longing for her, the enemies wanted her. Shadow, is the mediator of the three worlds and also the receiver of The Unknown protection. The news stated that The Holiness was similar to the Rat tribe.

Well, I'm the fucking Devil, and I will make people roar in fear of me. I'll be the dark fog engulfing the room, with nothing to lose and so much to gain. Like smoke, destroying everything it comes into contact with, until, all that remains is the aberrant odour of my contamination. My name is Sandro Peker, and you can read about my mission in the upcoming instalment of... Hidden Secrets: Forbidden Heirs.

The repairer was shocked. "You mean she hit a person, no wonder...en en, I don't know a lady as pretty as that could do something as dangerous as that. This world en...where are we heading to in this world, wonder shall never end." Monica's heart pounded violently, threatening to explode inside her chest. She resisted the urge to shove a piece of cloth inside the repairer's mouth. "Hold on, I found this in the hood, it is from a woman clothing," the repairer said and went inside the shop, bending his tall frame under the metal door.

"I do it to stay safe. It's not very wise to not keep it out and open where everyone can find you. Mitch does it, Aqualia does it. It is imperative that we, royalties stay safe when we are not surrounded by the safety of our kingdoms." It would explain why Mitch had another color hidden. Alex said mine was hidden, yet, Craig chided me about being careless with my aura. Could it be that the mysterious heat was attracting everyone to me? If it was, I needed to take care of it. Shelly was not here and I needed to stay out of trouble until she got back.

The secrets she had kept hidden, the lies she had spun, all came crashing down around us like a house of cards. It started with a whispered confession, as Sarah, tears streaming down her face, revealed the extent of her involvement with the clandestine organization known as the Syndicate. She had been coerced into joining their ranks, manipulated by promises of power and protection. But as her loyalty wavered, she realized the true nature of their agenda—a world built on corruption, greed, and the sacrifice of innocent lives.

But our journey was far from over, for we had discovered something even more sinister—a hidden puppet master who had manipulated the secret society from the shadows. Driven by our unrelenting pursuit of justice, we vowed to expose this elusive figure and dismantle their network of influence. With Dr. Sullivan's guidance, we traced their steps, following a trail of hidden transactions and coded messages that led us to their lair. In a climactic showdown, we confronted the puppet master—a figure shrouded in darkness and mystery. Their true identity was a shock, for they were someone we had known all along—a trusted ally, a confidante, and a friend. The betrayal cut deep, but it only fueled our

The room held answers, secrets that had been carefully concealed for years, and now they lay exposed, demanding to be acknowledged. In the hushed stillness of that hidden chamber, Hailee's world shifted. The pieces of her past and the complexities of her present merged together, forming a tapestry of tangled destinies. She knew that she stood at a crossroads, and the choices she made would shape not only her own future but the fate of those she held dear.