Hides Identity Novels & Stories

The Voice, no photograph, no biometric data, no financial record. Just a title, the dentity unknown. Even within the council structure the role remained hidden. I tapped the screen. “That bothers me.” Damian walked over slowly. “Why.” “Because the other four built systems around visibility.” I gestured toward the profiles. “Money, diplomacy, media and leadership. All power that operates in the open, even if the public doesn't see it clearly.” “And this one doesn’t.” “This one doesn’t exist.” Damian studied the blank profile.

Something lodges in my throat, my heart maybe, and no matter how hard I swallow it won't go down. Vincent waits for an answer, his head tilted to the side, his fingertips drumming into the table. I resist the urge to bite my fingers. I don't want this to get out is a severe understatement. Hiding my second identity for a decade was fully intentional. Difficult as hiding a lamp in darkness, but I did it. And now this man threatens to ruin it all. If words gets out that I'm Thorne…I'm fucked. Fucked in every sense of the word. I'd never show my face in public. I'll lose everything…I have nothing but I'll still fucking lose it all.

Hearing a long sigh on the other end of the phone, I knew he was thinking about what I had said. "I'll be there in a few minutes. Ready if you want to come along," Mark said, and I looked at my friends before nodding. I said, "He'll be here in a few minutes, I..." then I stopped. How can I join them? Alexis has a reason for hiding her identity from me. She does it to avoid being exposed. She doesn't want anyone to know that she is an outsider who rejected her partner, because people like that are usually hated. But my case, on the other hand, is different.

I said looking at him. "Well we couldn't Henry, the person doesn't exist" he said. I shut my eyes before exhaling. "All IDs have been traced?" I asked and he nodded. "Okay, keep working on it" I said and he nodded. "Henry" he called as I stood up. "Be watchful, this might be a game of politics, you shouldn't be involved" he said and I chuckled. "Alright Mr Franklin" I said before heeding to the door. The car was waiting already so I got in immediately.

"Or what? Your imaginary important friends will come save you?" "They're about to find out exactly who we are," Zoe purred with satisfaction. "This is going to be entertaining." I met her eyes steadily, letting just a hint of my power show through. "Do you know who owns those motorcycles?" Suddenly, a shout came from one of the students by the window. "Look! Outside!" The entire room rushed to the windows, drawn by the commotion. A fleet of black SUVs rolled into the hotel driveway in perfect formation. Each vehicle bore the unmistakable emblem of the Eastern Alpha King on their hoods - a crimson wolf head with golden eyes, the most feared symbol in all werewolf territories.

It has significantly grown in size. Until when can I hide this?

Then she climbed onto her lap and said, “I love you more momma.” She buried her head in her chest. Sarah ran her hands through her daughter’s hair lovingly. The screen on the left lit up with a message, ‘You have a visitor, Mr. Zen. Identity unknown.’ ‘Identity Unknown’ there was only one person whose profile turned up results like this. Did that mean Mr. Roy was here already? He was about to tell the probot to let him in but then he halted. If Mr. Roy could delete his digital identity, others could too. It was always better to be safe than sorry.

He paused. "And the reason the identity stays hidden is because money at a certain level becomes invisible. Nobody looks for what they don't know exists." I stared at him. "You have a yacht you haven't used in two years." "That's the only thing you heard in all of this." He smiled widely. "So you rather follow me around pretending to be your own cousin." "Among other things." I laughed, and he laughed too, and for a moment the penthouse felt warmer than its square footage had any right to.

Kyle is going to introduce you to the people! "But..." the tone of the man's voice suddenly changed. Her face is questioning, waiting for him to add anything. "No one will know your identity. We will not remove the mask. We will just let them know that we have already known you personally but we will tell the people that we will not disclose your identity because you want it hidden." "It's okay for me to let them know, Kyle."

I take a deep breath. This is one reason why I’ve been hiding my identity while I’ve been here. If I could have a crystal ball and know what is going to happen, I would seize the opportunity. It won’t fix anything but give me an advantage on how to resolve things. Regardless, I still love and care for everyone here. The last thing I want is for them to be upset or angry at anything I do. Lance kisses the top of my head before taking a seat beside me. “We can’t go back and keep your identity hidden now. The cat is out of the bag. We need to deal with the consequences.”