Novel & Cerita Hidden In Plain Sight Book

My heart is beating fast from certainty. I know what I have to do now. No more silence. No more hiding. No more waiting. I walk over to my desk and kneel beside the hidden drawer. I unlock it and pull it open. Inside lies the book I wasn’t supposed to keep. The one the Council tried to destroy after I failed the trial. The book they feared. I pull it out and begin flipping through the pages. There are maps, symbols, clues and hidden truths. Everything is still here. Everything is still alive.

Heat crept up my neck. "Boring," Chloe sang out, pouring herself more champagne. "Open it, Maya. Maybe he hid a check in there or something." I felt a strange prickly heat on the back of my neck. Silas hadn't moved. He was watching my hands with dark satisfaction. Like a hunter watching prey step into a trap. "Go on," he urged softly. "Open it." I opened the hardcover. My breath stopped. The pages had been hollowed out. The center of the thick book was cut away to form a hidden compartment, lined in black velvet.

Once inside, I place the mac and cheese onto my desk and removes one of the oven mitts before I begin searching the book shelf to the right of my desk. “What are you doing?” Getting a puzzled look from Sky, I ignore his questioning gaze. “You’ll see.” Finding what I am looking for, I pull out a book titled “Hidden Secrets” and smirk as the shelf slowly moves to the right side. Sky lets out a low whistle as I place on the mitt once again before picking up the pan and climbing the stairs in the hidden passage way. "Wow." Is Sky's only response.

He has obviously been asking himself the same question, thinking why Clancy was the man behind the prophecy excluding them all. Logically, they had the same mindset and it was obvious on their faces. They've both been asking themselves the same question over and over again but couldn't find a suitable answer, the bishop was getting there. "What are you talking about bishop?" Catherine asked curiously. The bishop was adamant "According to myth, every creatures in the hidden world came from Cain and Lilith except the human race." He paused noticing how certain they were "Everything within the hidden world only exists in Cain's rule except an abomination like Clancy!" He added.

It was all magic I believed. I turned around and looked at Dominic, “I found the book.” He stared at the black, hard cover in my hand and walked towards me. I looked down at it and saw a beautiful golden half-moon in the center of the black cover. The book was old, but it looked brand new. I opened it and was shocked when I saw nothing but blank pages. What the fuck?! Dominic’s brows drew together, “I think there is a way to reveal the writing in it. It must be hidden so the wrong person wouldn’t be able to read it.” he suggested and I pursed my lips.

But, nothing. I slammed the book I was currently reading shut, frustration building. The sound of the slam echoed across the walls and I was sure anyone outside here would have heard it. “Damn it, Henry,” I groaned. “Did you have to bury her like that?” If there was anything I knew about Henry, it is that he didn’t bury secrets anyhow. The encounter at the cave taught me that. When Henry wants to hide stuff, he hides it in patterns. He uses symbols layered under words. If you are able to predict the patterns and follow it, while unscrambling the symbols, you’ll find whatever he hid.

Julian stepped inside. The room was lined wall to wall with walnut bookshelves, rows upon rows of leather-bound volumes, identical in size and finish, arranged with almost obsessive precision from top to bottom, left to right. He had a study at home with a similar look—but not because he cared about first editions or loved reading. It was camouflage. Behind those shelves was a hidden space, a place he used to stay out of his stepmother Serena’s line of sight. Not that it mattered anymore. She was already under investigation for money laundering and leaking company secrets. Prison was only a matter of time. She hadn’t been a threat to him for a long while.

"The old books say that Ebonwave Island is a desolate place, plagued by constant quakes due to its harsh conditions, making it the perfect prison for nobles. Looks like we're due for another shake-up. I'm heading back to the palace. Selena, you'd better just hope for the best and survive this calamity." I ignored Yasmin's delight in my misfortune; my gut told me that was no ordinary quake. Sure, Ebonwave Island was known for its relentless disasters, but they were predictable. This quake was different, sudden, and it reminded me of the white Wyvern from my previous life, only this felt far more ominous. Then, a Wyvern's call thundered across the heavens, and a regal white Wyvern took to the

One email stood out not because of its tone, but because of its absence of one. No subject line. No signature. Just a document attached. Lena didn’t open it immediately. She copied it into a secure folder first, then ran a scan. Clean. Too clean. When she finally opened it, her pulse slowed instead of spiking. A ledger. Partial, yes but unmistakable. Shell companies nested inside development funds, dates aligning with zoning changes, quiet transfers spaced just far enough apart to avoid pattern recognition. Someone had decided to move before she did. Her phone buzzed.

Her heart raced with excitement when she thought of getting to know Zephyr's deepest secrets. But thinking about it, Zephyr was indeed very stupid. How would he hide his dirty linen in his office. Did he not have a house? Anyway, his stupidity was to her favour. She was going to find out what he was hiding and use it to her advantage. When she reached the shelf, she searched around but she didn't find anything. She proceeded to search on the shelf and look at the books. She searched each book but still didn't find anything suspicious. It was then that her eyes caught sight of a particular book. It was the same book that she touched the other day and Zephyr snapped at her.