Hiding Series Novels & Stories

He jumped upon noticing my presence, clumsily trying to get ahold of the phone he accidentally let go of since, well, I must've shocked the life out of him. Surprise, surprise! "Who were you whispering to in such a suspicious manner, Director Pota?" I hummed and gestured to the device he was tightly holding, the screen now blocked from my sight. "I, um, what are you doing here, Diviana? The meeting's over?" I raised my eyebrow at his attempt to change the topic. I let out a deep breath as I slowly stood up, walking towards his office desk. "I presume you know of my sudden visit, Tray. Now tell me," I faced him after picking up a particular mini picture frame, "who was it that you were talkin

my voice came out tight and cracking as I backed away. “Why did you hide it?” he growled through his clenched teeth, causing goosebumps to break out all over my arms. What is he on about now? What did I hide? I had already handed over his laptop to him after deleting the pictures. But by the way he was glaring at her, it seemed he was talking about something more important. Then it struck me. There is no way he is talking about that? Right? I felt my stomach contracting into a tight knot. No..no..no…If he knows the truth then I am done for.

Alexis, leaning next to him, let out a dramatic sigh. "Oops," she said, wrapping her fingers through her hair. "Guess the secret's out." My gut churned. My own blood had betrayed me. Tad shrugged. "Hey, Sam, come on, don't be so dramatic. It's not like we had it figured you'd figure it out this way." Alexis snorted. "But come on, I knew you'd be back here again. Dracula's little mistress, selling herself out like some loser." The words hurt.

“Where. Is. He?” Glass shattered as Thomas dropped two men trying to storm the stairs. His voice was a growl over the chaos. “Rival, make it quick!” Moreno finally broke. “Upstate! He’s hiding upstate, outside Albany, on the training grounds—they’re rebuilding!” My chest went tight. Base Two wasn’t gone. They were multiplying. I yanked the blade free, blood gushing hot across my hands. Moreno slumped, sobbing, shaking. “You should’ve kept quiet,” I whispered. Then I drove the knife up through his jaw, into his skull. His eyes went glassy before his body even sagged.

Heather is my best friend and she knows it when I am lying. I really couldn’t keep anything from her. I took a deep breath and brought my chopsticks down. “I saw Clarkson in the club last night.” Heather’s eyes widened. “What? How come? Does he know now?” I shook my head. “I don’t know. I don’t think so. He seemed so cold and distant.” Heather sighed in relief. “That’s good to know,” she said as she held onto her chest. I pursed my lips in a thin line. Heather knew who Clarkson is in my life. She knew where he stood and where he still stands.

In the shadows of the underground hideout, the wheels of their grand scheme continued to turn, bringing them one step closer to their ultimate goal. Isolde, shrouded in the secrecy of her clandestine meeting, had no inkling that she was being observed. In the dark recesses of the underground hideout, where the air was thick with conspiratorial whispers, a pair of young eyes followed her every move. Felicity, a teenage witch with a penchant for eavesdropping, had been lurking in the shadows, her curiosity piqued.

I pulled my hood over my head, turning quickly and stepping into the hedgerow. “Kade!” her voice rang out. I didn’t turn. She started running toward me. So I ran the other way. I bolted past the sun-drenched courtyard, past the training hall, around the edge of the herbal conservatory. I ducked behind a stone archway and crouched, breath steady. “Why am I hiding?” I muttered. “I’m the Alpha of Obsidian. The most powerful. Why the hell am I hiding because of someone who isn’t strong enough to even—”

The guests heard her voice, and the whispers grew louder. "She's too bold, running from her own wedding!" "Blessed with good fortune and doesn't appreciate it." "The Castillo family won't let this go." I turned and stepped into the elevator. Victoria thought I was playing hard to get, her expression growing more smug. "Miss Aria, you can still back out." But I couldn't help but smile. "And what if I choose to leave?" These people had no idea my real last name was Vanguard. It was Grandpa's way of protecting me, having me listed under the Vincent family.

he said. There it was. She expected it. She tilted her head slightly. “Does it matter?” “Yes.” “Why?” A pause. Then “Because I’ve been looking for you,” he said. Her expression shifted. Just slightly. “You’re serious?” He held her gaze. “You disappeared,” he added. “No name. No way to find you.” She looked away for a second. Thinking. Then she smiled lightly. “Maybe I didn’t want to be found.” That should’ve ended it.

“You didn’t come to practice yesterday.” “Wasn’t in the mood.” “You’re never in the mood lately.” She smirked. “Maybe I’m evolving.” He set the blade down and walked past her to grab his water bottle. “You’ve got everyone fooled,” he said. “The icy prince act. The disappearances. The secrets.” “I’m not acting,” she said automatically. He turned his head slightly. “That’s what I said too. When I first started hiding.” Sonia blinked. “What were you hiding?”