Hidden In My Heart Novels & Stories

A bolt of lightning split the sky, a flash of white like a monstrous beast baring its jaws, hungry for its next meal. "We just have to wait for the ceremony to wrap up. Everything else is none of our business." Titan Ape tossed aside the grape stem and hopped over to me. "Those are your people out there." "Just fools," I said. I was not heartless. After Yasmin poisoned me in my previous life, my spirit lingered. When my death was announced, the people called me a sinner, as if my untimely death was proof of my supposed wickedness. Despite all the good I did, once I was gone, they forgot. They labeled me a sinner, and that was that.

"Give me his power!" I looked ahead of me again and there, in the distance, was a blood red door with a golden door handle. As I reached it with amazing speed, I opened it and jumped in, closing it just as the ghostly woman was just about to reach me. Pretty much gasping for air, I turned and leaned against the door, I closed my eyes, feeling my heart beating a million miles a second. I almost felt as if it was going to burst out of my chest, so I placed a hand over my heart as if doing that would stop it.

“That’s exactly what I thought would happen.” “And I wonder, what has happened to you? What horrible things have you gone through?” “You pity me.” “I’m angry with you.” “…!” “Why now? Why have you been hiding it all this time?” Sophia’s tears spilled even more. Her chest felt so painful, as if a sharp dagger had just pierced her heart. “Why now? Did you think if I saw it earlier, you could avoid me before all of this happened? And now you regret it?” “Haah...” Albert sighed, “You always misunderstand what I say.”

I just. I asked him, “You just what?” He had this look on his face. I hit his chest harshly and I asked, “What is it that you are hiding from me?” I yelled at him. He held my fist and placed them to his chest area, he said softly and sweetly,” My heart beats for you and only you.” He unfolded my palms and put them under his shirt and said,” Listen to my heart pound for you.” I could feel it hitting against my palms, conveying words. I could feel its warmth. I looked to his eyes and whispered lovingly, “Just tell me.”

In the senior apartment, Joaquin prostrated himself before Bethany and banged his head hard against the floor several times as an apology. Bethany wiped away her tears. Then, she suddenly stood up and grabbed him by the collar. With all the strength she could muster, she slapped him hard across the face. "You're just like Wayne—you can't tell right from wrong. When things get tough, all you do is hide, showing not an ounce of responsibility. You believe the lies of the wicked easily, yet your heart is hardened toward those who truly care about you, and you treat them like trash.

𝐴 ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡. TBC

"Then you might as well just tell him directly instead of hiding it all the time." Luna shook her head again. "I don't want to. It's strange… the world outside feels like it's collapsing, yet the secret in my heart is something I still can't bring myself to say. I'd rather guard that feeling quietly on my own. Years ago, he actually helped me once. It was such a fleeting moment, but it stuck with me. I've kept it in my heart ever since, never telling anyone, not even him."

No other hiding place in this forsaken wreck of a room— no loose floorboard, no hollow wall, nothing safe from his searching eyes. Before he pushed open the creaking door, I had already slipped the tiny memory card from its slot and hidden it deep inside my ass. The only warm, secret place left to me. The only place he wouldn’t find it. Not yet.

And to my surprise, he raises the microphone again. My chest inflates with a deep breath, and I open a shaky smile. "Ivy, my love, this song will never be able to say everything I need to tell you, but I know it managed to reach the depths of your heart." Another deep breath, and he looks at our guests, then back at me and continues. "Ivy, my whole life I lived hidden in my own darkness. I had no hope of ever getting out of there, let alone finding the light. Damn, I had even gotten used to that damn twilight. I was used to not allowing myself to feel or see anything. It was my home, my heart, and my life. But... when you appeared in front of me, when I touched you to keep you from getting h

His eyes, a deep ocean of promises and secrets, locked onto mine, but I was trapped in a confusing maelstrom of feelings and unspoken truths. My palms were flat against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart as I pushed against it, a mix of frustration, hurt, and longing bubbling up within me. How could I even think about a relationship with him when I was hiding something so big; a secret that lay heavy on my tongue like an overripe fruit, ready to fall at any moment?