Hide Away Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

•• THIRD PERSON’S POV •• - In New York, Hannah took Sabrina to their hideout. It was located far from the city, undetectable by any map mobile application, equipped with its own internet connection, and secured with a high-level security system. Sabrina fell asleep soundly during the distance they traveled, when she woke up they were inside the hide-out and didn’t know where in America they were now. “Where are we?” Sabrina asked Hannah as they got out of her car.

I looked into her eyes; the fears that pulled me, collided, made me a hostage to possible rejection or worse, outburst. “I'm afraid he won't forgive me for hiding it from him, that he doesn't want it or maybe he'll try to take Isaac from me, I don't know...” … When I got home, I took a shower and ordered a delivery. A young man made the delivery of the pizza at a quarter to seven. I ate next to Isaac, lying on the living room carpet, the scene took me back to the days with his father. A treasure that had not dissolved from my memory.

And then I turned my back to examine the ugly wound which will definitely leave a permanent scar, and to my surprise, the wound has faded completely and I can see the faint trace of the scar if I look more closely and I can't even feel any pain. IM.POSSI.BLE!!! He is not a magician, will he? And I recalled the dream as it felt so fucking real. Wait... I was in the basement which is an open area under the control of that monster. That means Heil could have come there and it could have eaten me right there if it wants but why it didn't happen? But someone is there while I was drowning in my sadness. And it can't be a normal human because everyone is afraid of Heil, then who would be there?

I gulped. His deep set of eyes, his tall nose, his thin lips and his perfectly chiseled jaw came into my view and I couldn’t be anymore thankful that he is not looking at me. His long and large hands are stretched on top of the back rest of the couch while he spoke with his companions. A host went to their booth and sat close to him. My eyes narrowed and I was so determined to go nearer when his gaze caught me. I can see that he stilled for a quick moment before leaning down to the girl beside him, whispering something against his ear.

Ten Years Later.... Ambrosius (P.O.V.) They are here. Of all the possible times they could come, they choose the ceremony! Those motherfuckers! "Delta, get the Deads ready and contact others. Axe, how far are they?" My Angel takes charge immediately, while I mind link the females and pups to hide. We have hidden basements under every house that serve as hideouts, and the only people who can open them are the clan members. 'Do not leave the hideout until I tell you it is okay.' I tell them before going to the dungeon with the Deads, my warriors, and my mate.

He and Harry had been lucky that they had not been seen crossing from the farm, as there had been little shelter and, thinking that they’d wandered outside of the farm boundaries, they hadn’t been taking as much care not to be seen. “What are they hiding that requires such a heavy guard?” Harry asked the question that Talen had been thinking. “We’re going to find out,” Talen decided. The shed was long and narrow, and pristine. A new installation hidden within the woodland, behind a tall, razor-wire topped fence, and guarded by Van Helsing soldiers in tree stands. He really wanted to know what it was that the Van Helsings wanted hidden so badly. He and Harry split up. The speed at which they

“Hey, it’s so good to see you. I heard about your mom. Your brother called me. I am so sorry” Anna looked at her and turned away. Hailey knew that Anna wasn’t going to let go of what she had done easily. Hailey was a vampire and she hid it from Anna because Anna wasn’t one of them. Hailey was convinced Anna was human until the signs started to manifest. Hailey wasn’t in support of this life and she didn’t want her best friends in harm’s way. Right from the very beginning, Anna thought vampires and werewolves were a result of someone’s imagination and she wanted it to be that way.

Two long strands of hair were tangled around the drain filter, jet-black and glossy. Before I left for my trip, the housekeeper had cleaned the drain. There hadn't been a single strand of hair left behind. I forced my voice to stay calm. "Don't worry about it. I'll just shower first." I shut the door and immediately grabbed my phone, messaging the property manager to request for the parking garage surveillance footage. When the video came through, my hands were shaking so badly I could barely tap it open. On screen, that familiar silver SUV rolled in slowly. Matthew got out, looked around in both directions, and adjusted the angle a few times. There wasn't an inch of extra space on either si

But then there was silence. I saw a big tree not far away from me, so I crawled over there with my meager belongings and hid behind it. My leg started to bleed really fast and that was when I saw that the gash was immensely deep and the pain I felt started to be real. I could not see much but I could make out the blood that was already all over the floor. Shit. The. I heard voices. They were near and they were talking. “Why would she be the only person not around now? And why is the alpha king making this mandatory?” One said. I clutched my hands to my chest in fear of being caught.

If something happened to her, he’d never forgive himself. He stepped out of the room and looked around. The pack house was full of noise—shouting, clashing steel, smoke in the air. He didn’t even know where to start looking. Then a thought hit him. The hidden border. It was an old escape path, known only to the Alpha, Beta, and a few trusted guards. If someone wanted to take Hazel and disappear, that’s where they’d go. Without wasting another second, Noah called a few guards. “Follow me. Fast!” They ran through the trees, branches scratching their arms, feet pounding against the dirt.