Romans & histoires Novel Hidden Soldier Bahasa Indonesia

I'm just praying God will keep us till then. ☆▪☆ "You are surrounded by The Special Weapon and Tactics, The BNI and the London Police Department. Do not try to make any wrong move. Just surrender" a loud voice is heard through a microphone, booming around the ware house where Veronica and I are kept hostage. She and I share a look between each other, a subtle nod saying all that we need to.# "What the hell is happening? I played a my cards right! So what is going on?" Adrian asks, assembling all his men.

Once I have my bearing, we head off into the woods, and we make our way to the safe house. The House that is hidden deep underground, the house that has taken many years to build, the place that has enough ammunition hidden to wipe out every single bloodsucker that lives and breathes. All we have to do is get there and wait for my team to arrive, and then I'm taking a vampire King down and his army of bloodsuckers—It's Time for the humans to claim back these lands. Time to set these Pets and slaves free...

Angel didn’t mind backing down when she knew it was in her best interest to know what these people knew. Hunter was flabbergasted he asked more calmly “Can someone tell me what is going on?” Michael simply handed him the piece of paper, they watched as all the color drained from Hunter’s face and he stared in stunned disbelief at Angel. When the letter had been passed around to everyone in the room who had just arrived. Michael spoke saying “It appears that Stacia wasn’t off with her friend that summer, she’d gone into hiding to give birth to her daughter. Whom she then gave to someone.”

“SURPRISE!!!” Feby was stunned. In front of her stood Sukma and Zaki, younger siblings whom she had not seen for a long time. Sukma, who is now busy with her work as a civil worker, and Zaki, the last time she heard back from overseas, seemed to be carrying a pile of gifts in their hands. However, what made Feby even more surprised was the two little boys who ran up to him with joyful laughter. Who else if not Haikal and Kayla, her children who have been living with Ares, her ex-husband?

No other King was as great as he was. Well, until a hidden prince came to light. No one had ever seen him. New stories have developed through pods. Even though most pods deemed this hidden prince as a myth, others believed he was the one to set order again. So, imagine my surprise when the guards mentioned they were taking me to him. My mind went on trips of who this prince was. What could this hidden Prince be like?

And even though the pain will always be with me, I know that I have people here to help hold my broken pieces together until I no longer need help. I chose my path. I chose my happy ending. THE END SPECIAL THANKS: I want to thank some very special people in my life that helped make this all possible. Thank you to the artist, Rosabella_Ashbry, who created the cover for His Hidden Child. Thank you to my parents for always believing in me. Thank you to my sister and my brother-in-law for helping me get started. Thank you to my very amazing friend Destiny who helped me when I needed it.

“Having to kill your own child? That’s... horrifying.” I nodded, my heart heavy. “It’s unthinkable. But it explains so much. If parents hid their pups, some of them might have survived—grown up into what we’re dealing with now.” Fatima leaned back in her chair, her expression troubled. “This must be what’s happening. One of those hidden pups survived, and now it’s out there, hunting.” The thought sent a chill down my spine. If that was true, it meant this creature had likely lived its entire life in isolation, unloved and unwanted. No wonder it had turned into something monstrous.

I woke her up, noticing strange marks on her exposed skin—marks that were identical to the ones on Rylee. Nydia seemed to realize what I had noticed and quickly tried to cover herself up. I pretended not to see anything, instead telling her about the class reunion. Her expression shifted, visibly anxious. I didn't say anything else. I walked into the study and checked my phone. As expected, after I had left, a man wearing a mask entered the room. He moved furtively, carrying a toolbox. Nydia obediently approached him, and what followed was disturbing; the sounds of their interaction were not something I could bear to hear.

It sounds like two hungry animals are fighting for dominance. Cautiously, I took two slow steps towards that noise and witnessed that Rakesh and Emiem were kissing, hungrily. I don't know whether to be happy nor sad. Why him? Of all people why him? How the hell he got that syringe? Not wanting to reveal myself there, I turned my back and headed back to my cabin. The only source I have with mine is "The Hidden Secrets" and I have read it many times but couldn't able to find any new things as some of the words on pages 14 and 15 were a blur as someone caused this purposely.

Testosterone and pride choked the air. When I slipped into Room 214, I half expected to find some brute sprawled out. Instead, the space was pristine—fresh soap, polished leather, books stacked with soldierly precision. A neatly pressed uniform with four golden insignias lay draped over the chair. Whoever my roommate was, he lived like a machine. No time to dwell. I rushed through a shower, tucked my hair tight beneath the academy cap, adjusted the stiff black uniform tunic. Every detail had to be perfect. No curves. No scent. No trace of Serena left behind.