Hidden Kitten Novels & Stories

“Having to kill your own child? That’s... horrifying.” I nodded, my heart heavy. “It’s unthinkable. But it explains so much. If parents hid their pups, some of them might have survived—grown up into what we’re dealing with now.” Fatima leaned back in her chair, her expression troubled. “This must be what’s happening. One of those hidden pups survived, and now it’s out there, hunting.” The thought sent a chill down my spine. If that was true, it meant this creature had likely lived its entire life in isolation, unloved and unwanted. No wonder it had turned into something monstrous.

Hide anywhere you can! Then there are a bunch of texts from an unknown number, which is probably that sick son of a bitch to Bane. Unknown; Tsk tsk. You thought you could run and hide, kitten? No no! I found your number and now I am going to hunt you down. Unknown; I am getting closer, kitten. Purr purr says the cat before it is killed, and trust me; you would wish you were dead when I find you! Unknown; Oh clever girl. You changed your name? No wonder I cannot find you, kitten. But now that I have your new name, it’ll be as easy as nothing. I am coming for you little cat. Soon we’ll be together forever.

I asked "To see Penelope." ***************** "Are you sure we are going the right way?" I asked as we walked in the woods by the lake. "yes, Luna. We are almost there," Kelly said. About ten minutes later, Kelly walked over to a tree and kneeled in front of it. I watched in shock as she pulled a lever and opened a door that led to the ground. "If you want to meet my cousin and learn why she ran from Alpha Blake, then you have to come this way," Kelly said, gesturing with her hands for me to enter the hidden underground room. I started walking down the step, and Kelly closed the door before following after me.

Little Karen wanted to play hide-and-seek, and Kevin Kyle immediately accommodated her wish and played with her. Little Karen hid behind a teddy. Kevin Kyle saw it immediately but he continued to pretend not to see her. He said exaggeratedly, "Karen, where are you? Daddy has been looking for you for so long and I still can't find you." "Daddy, I am here." Little Karen smiled happily. Daddy was so stupid, he took so much time to look but he still couldn't find her. "Wow, my Karen's here." Kevin Kyle went over and picked up Little Karen, held her up, and twirled around.

"Caspian wouldn't just let us walk away. He knows we’re staying here. The storm was too perfect." Kaelen watched me, his brow furrowed. He didn't mock me. Instead, he knelt down too. "What are we looking for?" "Something hidden. Something 'silent.'" We searched for nearly an hour. The wind howled outside, shaking the inn to its foundations. Finally, near the corner of the bed, I felt a board that gave slightly under my weight. I pried it up with the tip of Kaelen's dagger. Inside was a small, lead box. I opened it carefully.

But I can’t help the feeling that someone is really, really watching me. My pulse spikes. Slowly, I scan the dim room. People are dancing against the flashing lights, but my gaze lands on a tall figure leaning against the edge of the VIP bar, tucked into the dark corner of the club. He’s wearing a black leather jacket, a dark baseball cap pulled low over his forehead, and a black face mask hiding the lower half of his face. Despite being hidden in the dark and covered in a mask, I find him hauntingly familiar.

Angel didn’t mind backing down when she knew it was in her best interest to know what these people knew. Hunter was flabbergasted he asked more calmly “Can someone tell me what is going on?” Michael simply handed him the piece of paper, they watched as all the color drained from Hunter’s face and he stared in stunned disbelief at Angel. When the letter had been passed around to everyone in the room who had just arrived. Michael spoke saying “It appears that Stacia wasn’t off with her friend that summer, she’d gone into hiding to give birth to her daughter. Whom she then gave to someone.”

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.

Justin looked from a distance and walked up to them “Just like the rest, another abandoned house” he said “I don’t think so. That grave looks like it was dug hours ago. It is still fresh and if Phillip did bury your child then this could be the house” she said Damian looked at her and sped into the house. He saw a sweatshirt. His eyes glowed and he sniffed it. He knew it was Anna’s immediately. Alex and Justin came in with Sally “Anna was here. That is her sweatshirt. Can we look for secret doors or something? Anything out of the ordinary!” Damian said, looking around.

I forced myself to act like I didn't know anything and pushed open the door. The entire house was filled with a sticky, suffocating atmosphere. I made my way inside, hearing Nydia singing from the bathroom. Taking advantage of the moment, I dug out the hidden camera I had seen last time. I had no clue how to use these things. So, I hastily took a photo and searched online. But no matter how much I searched, I couldn't find an exact match. That was when it hit me—it wasn't just Nydia. There might be someone even bigger behind this.