How To Hide An Empire Book Novels & Stories

She saw her retrieved the said book for her cabinets that were full of different kinds of tea pots and plates. Yvette shrugged. “I learned that strategy from one grumpy warrior. He said that I should hide my valuables in places where my enemy wouldn’t suspect. If someone could have breached my shield and came in looking for this book, would they look in a cabinet full of plates? I guess not.”

said the Librarian as he approached Rubia “Good morning… I want to have a look at the Empire’s History books.” “Very well… Please follow me.” The librarian takes Rubia to one of the last rows of the library. * “These are the books… May I suggest a book that may amuse you, your highness…?” “Go ahead.” “This book covers the Empire’s past as a whole except for the Current Emperors past.” “I’ll go with this then.” Said Rubia as she took the book from the Librarian

If I didn’t know Eryndor, I would’ve assumed I was chasing the wrong person. I stood near one of the towering shelves, flipping through another stolen book from the royal library. And just like the other books on the floor, it had so many torn chapters. I slammed the book shut irritably, my expression darkening. Every single fucking book had missing pages, and it was really infuriating and frustrating because now, my curiosity was tearing through me. What the hell had he been hiding? What exactly was written inside these books that made Eryndor desperate enough to rip entire sections out? He could’ve simply hidden them.

“Correct! Well done!” I saw the looks from the crowd. They were sizing me up again, the black clothes, the dark makeup. They thought I was just for show. Let them think it. Emily had always loved to read, to learn. She’d hide big, thick books inside her boring textbooks. All that knowledge was still in here, hidden under this leather and lace.

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.

--- Burning Empire Chapter 1 Matteo’s heart hammered like a drum as he slipped through the crowded streets, clutching the small leather pouch tight beneath his coat. The city buzzed all around him — neon signs flickering, voices shouting, music pounding from nearby bars. But Matteo barely heard it. All he could focus on was the pounding in his chest and the sharp, cold weight in his pocket. This was it. His first real score.

It didn’t look like a map at all but I knew that Triss would know what it was at a glance. I stared at the page and folded my arms as I tried to remember how the soldiers had moved and trained the last time there was a war. I was on house arrest so I couldn’t step out, so I knew that I had to do something, remember something at least concerning that. I closed the book and started going through my shelves. I knew that I would be watched and the only medicine room was the only place I could hide anything so I had to pick a very careful spot to hide whatever I was going to be doing.

He made it sound like love, like longing, like an old woman just wanting to know her own blood before it was too late. I hated how good he was at it. Beside me, George kept still, but I felt his hand tighten on my knee every time Preston said the word "hidden," like each one landed on him too. Priya didn't react at all. She just kept writing small neat notes in the margin of her legal pad, waiting for her turn.

Chapter 3 Alexander: The great hall still smelled faintly of wine and wax even hours after the dinner had ended. I’d slipped away before the last of the servants cleared the tables, before anyone could notice the faint tremor in my hands or the way my lips still tingled from biting down on Lazer’s throat. I told myself it was strategy—disappear before the other omegas started whispering, before someone reported back that the clumsy one had pinned their precious Major to the rug like he was nothing more than a toy.

It took them awhile, but they managed to go through everything and pack up the useless stuff. Angel was in the office going through the desk while two of staff members were packing up the books inside when one of them went to grab another book and the whole shelf moved. Her father who had just been standing there looked at her oddly and she shrugged, she hadn’t known the room was there either. When they opened it, they found what appeared to be a secret office in what was intended to be a panic room. There was a lot of paperwork, financial information, a lot of things that didn’t make sense right off. Until Angel looked at it closer and saw the pattern. It turned out Kingsley hadn’t just bee