No Place To Hide Book Novels & Stories

he says, and even Lucifer looks skeptical. "How?" Lucifer asks, crossing his arms. "I don't know what it was, or what I saw, but the thing pointed me in the direction of where the book is hidden at. It's in a place where there's no name, or even people." Loss explained. I looked at him with a confused expression as I racked my brain to think of such a place. "There's a place like that?" I ask him, and Loss nods. "Yes, we just don't know it." he replies, and he takes my hand as his wings pop out.

My eyes shifted slightly, landing on the CCTV camera fixed in the corner of the room. “There's always proof, Mr Caldwell,” I said quietly, my gaze steady. His smile didn't drop, but something in his eyes flickered. “Now if you will excuse me.” I didn't wait for his response; I pushed the door open and stepped out. My heart raced as I made my way back to my office Afraid Eloise or Jason might see him walk past. I quickly pulled down the blinds once I got in, shutting out the view completely before sinking into my chair.

He moved with a quiet precision, finally plucking a single volume from the shelf. The title almost drew a laugh from me, something about masks, taming, unmasking the hidden self. Fitting, though he couldn’t have known how much. Without a word, he carried it to the reading nook, settled into one of the armchairs, and opened it with reverence. I didn’t interrupt. I never did. The bookstore was not just mine, it belonged to those who sought a pause in their storm. If they wanted to sit and read, I let them. After all, I knew the comfort of hiding between pages, of building silence as armor.

#Newyorktimesbestseller ಥ‿ಥ Chapters soundtrack: Hideaway by Grace vanderwaal (simply love this song♥♥)

Only The Alpha King knows how to tear down a woman's stronghold without hurting her arrogant soul in the slightest. But in the warmth of their peaceful bed and throne, Chloe had no idea that in the hallway of a secret hospital far away in the corner of the continent, two eyes filled with mad, heartbroken revenge had vowed to burn her happiness to ashes.

My in-laws had hidden the child quickly and thoroughly. Finding any trace of it wasn't going to be easy. I kept my expression neutral. "Mom, Matthew needs his diploma and certificates for the shareholder meeting the day after tomorrow, and we can't find them anywhere. I came to check if they're here." "Oh no, that's important!" The two scrambled, pulling open drawers and rummaging through cabinets. I walked into the living room and let my eyes sweep across every corner. There was no sign that a child lived here.

"And when I do, there will be nowhere for them to hide." I left him standing there. But one thing was clear. Someone was lying. And I was going to find out who.

But then there was silence. I saw a big tree not far away from me, so I crawled over there with my meager belongings and hid behind it. My leg started to bleed really fast and that was when I saw that the gash was immensely deep and the pain I felt started to be real. I could not see much but I could make out the blood that was already all over the floor. Shit. The. I heard voices. They were near and they were talking. “Why would she be the only person not around now? And why is the alpha king making this mandatory?” One said. I clutched my hands to my chest in fear of being caught.

I couldn't afford to be caught by them, not when I was so close to uncovering the truth. Clutching the book tightly, I dropped it to the ground far away from where I hid, hoping to divert their attention. The noise echoed through the chamber, drawing their gaze. Holding my breath, I pressed my back against the wall, praying that they wouldn't notice me. The henchmen exchanged a glance, their expressions filled with suspicion. They moved closer to investigate, their footsteps growing louder. Time seemed to slow down as they drew nearer, their eyes scanning the room for any sign of intrusion.

“The coven is hiding their location with powerful magic. This spell will let you see through that.” Before I could respond, the door creaked open, and Jake stepped in. His presence filled the room instantly, his piercing gaze scanning the scattered books. “What’s going on here?” he asked, suspicion lacing his voice. Althea quickly shut the book, but Jake’s sharp eyes didn’t miss it. He crossed the room in three long strides, snatching the book from her hands. His expression darkened as he read the spell. “No,” he said firmly, slamming the book shut.