Joker Hideout Novels & Stories

The night air was cold as we approached the abandoned warehouse on the edge of pack territory. The place reeked of desperation. It had been used for shady dealings and covert meetings in the past. The kind of place where people thought they could get away with their dirty work. Tonight, it was the place we would catch a killer. Jake moved in front, the Alpha aura surrounding him like an unbreakable wall. His eyes scanned the shadows, every step measured and deliberate. I walked close behind him, my mind racing with everything we had uncovered.

Julian stepped inside. The room was lined wall to wall with walnut bookshelves, rows upon rows of leather-bound volumes, identical in size and finish, arranged with almost obsessive precision from top to bottom, left to right. He had a study at home with a similar look—but not because he cared about first editions or loved reading. It was camouflage. Behind those shelves was a hidden space, a place he used to stay out of his stepmother Serena’s line of sight. Not that it mattered anymore. She was already under investigation for money laundering and leaking company secrets. Prison was only a matter of time. She hadn’t been a threat to him for a long while.

Leaving nothing but the crows that somehow screaming in the distance. “TICK TOCK, TICK TOCK.” JK’s voice echoes, mimicking the sound of the clock that almost all of them have done through the current course of this game and book. “Let’s have some fun, shall we?” He whispers, with a sinister smile that he draws on his face while walking by the tick of the clock and along the narrow path and into that cold tunnel that he made and into the dungeon where he is keeping his biggest secret and his most price little prey.

I walked out the cell and locked the door behind me. As I walked outside, I took long, deep breaths of fresh air. I had been in the dungeon for hours and the smell of torture mixed with his rogue stench was horrific. As soon I got back to the packhouse, I found Jalen waiting for me by the back door. "Anything useful?" I flashed the map at him. "The location of all of Jett's hideouts." He smirked. "Good work." "All I had to do was nearly kill him," I mumbled nonchalantly as I walked past him.

“You have nothing to be afraid of, Judy. I’m your friend… remember?” I nodded and took a shaky deep breath. “Friends tell each other where they are going,” I told him, trying my best at witty humor, but I only sounded desperate. A smirk played on his lips, and it gave me an even more unsteady feeling. “There’s this cabin,” he finally said. “It’s about 10 miles south of the Redcliff pack borders. I found it when I was out exploring as a kid. It’s been abandoned for years. I decorated it and turned it into a hideout. Very few know about this place. I only tell those I trust. I figured we could stay there for a couple of days. There are 2 bedrooms, a kitchen, and a full bathroom. It’s not fancy

After a while mom suggested the bank but the only banks available were human banks outside of the woods and they are all up and running, there is no way Joker could have taken them both there. I thought for long about the possible places he could have kept them when a thought suddenly popped into my head. A bit far away from The Blue Moon Pack, in the middle of the old abandoned woods, there's an old abandoned hospital known to have scary spirits of those who had died trapped inside unable to move onto the next life or receive redemption. I wondered if he was actually daring enough to go in there and hold them captive.

George informed David that he brought Diego into their hideout, where they usually bought people to torture or if they wanted to talk about something confidential with the people underground. The hideout was like a two-story abandoned building, rusty and had a stinky smell when you were at the entrance. Before reaching the entrance, you need to pass through the narrow hall, going to the secret door that looks like a frosted glass panel bathroom door. As they opened the door, the elegant chandelier welcomed the guests. There were also five white couches. The servants will welcome you and would immediately pour wine into the wineglass and serve it to you. There were five rooms inside. The firs

He looks entirely too pleased with himself. “Wouldn’t give up the location, but he did tell me their plan,” Joker announces, chucklin' to himself. “Apparently, they’ve gone back into hidin'. They know I’m out and are re-plannin', tryin' to build up their numbers.” King lets out a hearty laugh. “Sounds like Don is scared of ya, Joker.” Joker feigns innocence, placing a hand over his heart. “Don’t know why. I’m a puppy dog. Wouldn’t hurt a fly.”

ARLO’S POV I waited for Gideon in my office because of the plan we already made, and as usual, he did not disappoint me. He came at the exact time he promised to show up. “Shall we leave?” I asked him. “Yes, but I just got an information and I need to tell you about it,” Gideon said. “What information is that?” I asked him. “I heard from a reliable source that Hawk is hiding in a brothel across the city,” Gideon revealed.

I asked him with a derisive look on my face. "Um, because I'm on your side..." He replied. "There's a secret underground lair at the palace compound, near the treehouse. I discovered it one time when I was playing, so I converted it into my hideout You can access it through the sewer tunnels, or from a hidden hatch under a statue in the compound. The best part is, no one knows about it, so you can hideout there for a while." It seemed like good news, but then, how can we be sure it's not a trap. We didn't know this guy too well, so how can we trust him?