In Plain Sight Novels & Stories

I said sincerely. I saw his face lighten. I laughed. "Are you scared?" I saw his snout. "Yes because it looks like my plan will be ruined." I frowned. "Plan?" He grins. "Just wait I'll just get something." When Andrew left, a monitor in front of me suddenly opened. I didn't even notice that there was a monitor there. My eyes widened when I saw Andrew on the monitor.

Ryder’s P.O.V The woman stopped like four yards from us and placed the basket on the ground in front of her feet. She still wasn’t talking and kept on staring at us. I still couldn’t get a read on her scent. I definitely smell something that is not entirely human, but she is not a wolf or anything I have been in contact with before and I’ve been in contact with quite a lot of species before this whole running away and hiding away part of my life even started.

The future of The Mississippi Bluffs Pack was bright and Susan was done hiding. -THE END- Thank you for reading “Hidden In Plain Sight: (Wolves)”. Book 2 is underway. Please watch for it on GoodNovel in the near future. If you liked the book, please leave me a rating and feedback. Much appreciated, best wishes for good health, and God bless you all! Klara Beth

Without mirror. Hard. But mine. I closed my eyes. Not to sleep. To rest. In the dark, I saw nothing. Not blindness. Not emptiness. Just the space where something new could grow. Something I would make. Not find. Make.

Somewhere in this room— hidden in plain sight— was the answer. I smiled faintly and looked straight at the camera. “Alright,” I said. “Let us play.”

We marched for an hour before the plain came into view. The road narrowed between the last stretch of tree line and then opened suddenly and completely the way roads open when they reach a place that was built to be seen. Wide flat ground stretching ahead of us in the grey morning light, the grass grey-green and undisturbed, the kind of stillness that belongs to places that have absorbed a great deal of what people do to each other and have stopped being surprised by any of it. The Neutral Plain.

~~Stephanie I opened up the beers and grabbed 2 more and walked outside. All I wanted to do was get to know him all over again. We would take this at a snail's pace. My snail. Not his snail. We sat down on the porch swing overlooking the backyard. Lightning bugs filled the backyard and the stars illuminated just enough to see each other. His arm slung around the back of the swing as it creaked along with our swings. I loved sitting out here. It made me feel at peace and calm. Especially after a long day at work or if I ever needed the quiet.

I quickly rush up the stairs. What was I even thinking, is no time to explore styles, I wear a plain black blazer, this should do. Alvin drives us to the office, 7:30am and the place was packed. The guards surrond Violet as they should, I walk right next to her, she puts on her shades her staff definitely attracted attention especially with the sound she makes with it when she's using it to guide her step. We finally reach the office. I open the door and I see that no good son of a-

I shouted at him in disbelief, remembering the vacant stare in that old lady’s eyes during our encounter. “No. Not that type of sight,” He hurriedly explained, “She was gifted with the True Sight, meaning that she is able to see beyond the appearances. Straight through your soul.” “Like a clairvoyant or something?” I asked, raising one eyebrow. “Yes, something like that,” He nodded, still not sparing me a single glance.

I scream, clutching my head with both hands, falling off the bed. I can’t breathe. Can’t move. Can’t think. Just pain. Aubrey’s in front of me, saying something, trying to touch me. But I can’t understand her. Her voice is warped. Like sound underwater. The world goes white. I can’t hear anything—but I can see. A bustling city. Warm, bright. People in light clothes. Old buildings with colorful banners like the ones in Mexico. I see a restaurant on the corner: La Mesa. Tables sit outside in the sun. A man walks out to clean them. My heart pounds as soon as I see him.