Hidden In My Heart Novels & Stories

My heart is too loud, a frantic pulse against the quiet. I back away, slipping through the dark with the careful stealth of someone used to remaining hidden, of someone who must remain hidden. A lifetime passes before I find shelter in a nearby office, a dark and windowless retreat. I am just in time. Just in time to see him.

I believed she'd been honest and fairly open with me over everything relating I and my mates survival. Too bad this painfully proves me wrong. There sure are more informations and news yet known and hidden from me and it slightly hurt. It indirectly terms me unworthy and less powerful to habour such information. It terms me low. It looks down on me. It's extremely heart breaking. I exhale. I also painfully bite my lower lip. She though remain my friend. She's probably my only friend so am without choice. I only desire reasons behind her hiding it from me. Are they hidden secrets relating me which need be introduced to my knowledge?.

I whispered. Inside, though, my heart whispered something darker: It’s best if I remain hidden forever. Hidden? Forever? Bree’s voice rose, indignant, furious. Are you being serious? You want me to stay dormant, hidden when I can change the tides of the war and also protect our mate? That'll never happen.

Storm, Storm in my heart, can you stop scaring me hard, loom not above my head, let me be tucked cozy in my bed, All Hearts !!

As she reached her door, something white caught her eye. An envelope, half pushed beneath the door. Just her apartment number written across the front. A chill crawled up her arms. She unlocked the door but didn't go inside. Instead, she picked up the envelope. It felt light. Only one sheet inside. She opened it. A photograph slipped into her hand. Old. The edges were worn. Her breath caught. It was a picture of her leaving the hospital. Years ago. She remembered that day. She'd hide bruises beneath long sleeves. Told everyone she'd fallen down the stairs.

he accuses, his voice a breathless, stunned whisper. My heart sinks like a stone directly into the bottom of my chest. I stare back at my best friend, absolutely terrified, realizing in an instant that I can no longer hide the most dangerous secret in the world.

Now she turn to me and begins with a melodic rhythm: ‘Born in fire, but I’m not hot, I can be written, yet I’m not a jot. I’m a secret revealed through ancient art, Unlocking the mysteries hidden in a heart. What am I?’

A white curtain drapes itself over the canopy. Kent stepped slowly out of the bridal arch, which was veiled in a white curtain with white roses scattered around its edges. A local artist's song played softly in the background as a melodic tune floated through the air. The name of the song is immediately apparent to me. Just by looking at me. Kent, who was kneeling, held a velvet box that was jade in color. His pleading eyes betrayed the gravity of the situation, as if my response might decide his eternal destiny. Without a doubt, the Tropicana Beach location of his extravagant proposal was exquisitely furnished. A community of friends and family members envelops us. They have been present d

She should not be selfish and ruin that. If she had to hide her passion to save her best friend of another heartbreak,she would painfully do that. She just prayed her friend was serious about Nath or that would ruin her life. «.'.'.'» What would you do in Lillian's shoes? Would you have given up your happiness for your best friend, too? Oh, God! And she's my namesake. I feel for her. She must be so heartbroken. Lovers, let me drown in the ocean of your comments and then float with the help of your reviews.

"By the way, a pornography company just contacted me and asked if you would like to be the heroine of their next film. Hahaha..." Charmaine laughed as she spoke. When she stopped laughing, she suddenly grabbed the most severely ulcerated part of Joy’s arm and pinched it hard. Blood gushed out and Joy felt her vision go black. "So, do you finally understand who he loves? If you know what's good for you, admit that your mother is a homewrecker and disappear from my sight. Spare me from feeling nauseous every time I see your face!" The light in Joy's eyes faded, replaced by endless silence.