Hide Away Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

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.

They were deep in conversation, their voices hushed but audible enough for me to catch snippets. "...secure the perimeter...search every room..." one guard muttered. "Did you see the escapee?" the other guard asked. They were talking about me. Panic surged within me, urging me to find a hiding spot before they spotted me. Desperation fueled my every move as I continued to inch along the corridor. Finally, I spotted an open door with a flickering light inside. Without hesitation, I darted inside and closed the door behind me. Breathing heavily, I realised I had stumbled upon a control room. Monitors lined the walls, displaying various views of the facility. The space was empty except for a lo

She scanned the room frantically, looking for a way out, but the space was small, and the windows were sealed shut. She turned back to the girl, her pulse racing. “Where can I hide?” The child’s expression softened, as she looked at Eva. "You can hide under my bed if you want. My uncles will come back soon and kick them out," the girl said, motioning to the space under her bed. "Thank you." Eva quickly pushed aside the massive gift boxes and crawled underneath. The gifts created a natural shield, concealing her completely. No sooner had she settled in than the door creaked open.

It had to be some kind of sick joke. “This isn’t funny, Daniel!” I snapped, balling my hands into fists. “If this is some twisted joke, stop! Now!” I stood up to leave, but he grabbed my hand, his grip firm. “It’s not a joke, honey. Please, listen. The Hidden Witches are nearly extinct because they were hunted by the Shadow Hunters—powerful warlocks who practice dark magic. They wanted to eliminate the Hidden Witches because they saw them as a threat. To protect you, I had to hide you in Canada with your mother. I revealed everything to her, and though she was angry, she agreed it was best for your safety if I left. She didn’t abandon you, Prisca; she was trying to protect you. A few months

The guard stopped halfways startled by the sudden darkness. Lucian who could see clearly in the dark grabbed Hazels arm. “Come with me.” He said as if she would trust him. At first she got afraid and tried to pull her arm away then as if realizing something she followed him quietly. Lucian led her to his hideout spot, a place only he knew about. It was an underground place located in his personal garden. As they arrived to the place Lucian used his powers again to light the candles.

Not now. Later, outside the keep walls, Kelvin exhales. “That was worse than I thought.” I rub my temples. “He believes the lie… for now.” Kelvin shakes his head. “He won’t for long.” We slip into a hidden alleyway behind the structure. narrow and shadowed. We crouch beside a rusted door we’ve used before. I glance at my phone’s screen, coordinates, maps, street names. The hideout. Kelvin presses his lips. “This is where Darian will stay, for now. Barely off the grid, a block from the industrial belt. No royal registry attached. Sparse furnishings. Safe exits. We stashed keys earlier today.”

“Stop.” But Zara just smiled. “Oh my God,” she said, shaking her head. “This is painful to watch.” She grabbed her phone from the table. “I’m out of here.” She turned toward the door, already walking away. Then stopped. Turned back slightly. And pointed at them. “Fix whatever this is,” she said. Then she left. Just like that. Silence filled the room again. But this time It felt different. Heavier. More exposed. Elara stood there for a second, her jaw tight, her thoughts racing.

I asked. Hailey snapped her head toward me, scowling. "What the fuck are you talking about?" she spat. Zayn didn't get angry. He just crossed his arms over his chest and nodded. "She’s right," he said. "To be honest, I don't want Ezekiel back here at all. And I doubt the guards will even find him. If I had to guess, he is already hiding back in Dracula’s castle where he feels safe." Hailey looked confused and even more annoyed. "Then why did you even send the guards in the first place? What was the point?"

"I stole the Source Code. The only stable sequence." She looked directly into the lens. "I didn't hide it in a bank. I didn't hide it in a server. I hid it in the one place they would never look." "I hid it with the noodle maker." The video cut to black. Harper and Sebastian slowly turned their heads to look at the kitchen. Mr. Evans was humming a tune, happily pulling dough into long, thin strands. Thwack. Thwack. "Dad?" Harper called out, her voice shaking.