Plain Sight 2 Novels & Stories

For five years, I had stood by my girlfriend as she worked her way from a tiny street stall to a successful chain of stores. Three times, I waited for her to finally give me a home. The first time, she bought a one-bedroom apartment. I packed my bags, ready to move in, only for her to hand the keys to her childhood friend, who had just gone through a divorce. "He's raising his daughter on his own. It isn't safe for them to live somewhere else," she told me. "Just stay with me in the basement for a few more months." The second time, she bought a two-bedroom apartment. I had already bought new sheets and gotten everything ready. Then, by some twist of fate, her childhood friend's apartmen

Suddenly, a deafening roar split the sky. Several armed police helicopters thundered overhead. Their blinding white searchlights enveloped the highway, lighting up the darkness like it was broad daylight.

After a while, a bright light shone and when things came back to normal, Nimue had already disappeared. ************ In Zephyr's room, he laid on his bed with his eyes closed, pretending to be asleep but his senses were on high alert as he waited for Nimue to show up. He didn't have to wait long because the next moment, there was a very small quiet tornado in the middle of his room that one would be unable to notice unless he had his eyes open. The tornado didn't last long and it calmed down almost immediately. When it settled, Nimue emerged.

Probably my own feet. “Holy shit are you okay?” I hear as I feel my face heat and turn a deep red, I feel something lift me to my feet and open my eyes to bright sky blue ones staring into my soul. Fuck he is actually beautiful. Now I am this close I can see everything, all his tiny perfect imperfections. He has a chicken pox scar about his left eyebrow and a small crook in his nose as if it’s been broken but long healed. His perfect blue eyes are like a bright summer’s day and his lips. I cannot stop staring at his plump perfect lips. I’m still watching as they move into a smirk.

Furious, Chris' voice trembled uncontrollably as he pointed at her and said, "I paid for every single cent of it! Even if it's in your name, by law, that was purchased using my assets. I can absolutely sue to get it back!" Abigail froze, then snapped right back. "Wow, Chris! So you were calculating against me from the very start! When you bought me that house and car, you were already planning to take it all back one day, weren't you? How can you be so heartless?!" "I'm heartless?! You're the one who had twisted intentions from day one! You were never with me out of love. You were just after my money!" The two threw insults back and forth, quickly devolving into a physical scuffle.

Priya had arrived the evening before — flying directly from the city, arriving with a bag and opinions and the specific energy of someone who had been waiting for this particular December for over a year. She’d stood in the doorway of the Cape Town house and looked at Amara. Amara had looked at her. “You’re the one who saw it first,” Amara said. Priya stared at her. “He told you that?” she said. “She did,” Amara said. Looking at Mia. Priya looked at Mia. Mia held her gaze. “You saw it before I did,” Mia said. “In the courtyard. You told me.” Priya held her gaze. “I saw your face,” she said simply.

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

she apologized again. “No, it’s fine. I thank God everything went well.” He simply told her. They sat for a while without saying anything to each other and now it was Junior’s turn to stare at her. Sitting up close to her, he could observe everything than when they were at the office. He could easily notice her pretty pecan brown skin glow under the light which charmed him further, her sparkling brown eyes underneath her dark sweeping lashes and her adorable pixie nose framed by delicate scrolled ears. Junior observed her arched shaped eyebrows tilt a little when she found him staring at her and the sudden surprise of being caught forced him to look away but not for long. He was still able t

Having rested I decided to head to the clearing I could see on my left and from there maybe try and get a vantage point when I felt something burning in my neck and I started seeing dark spots appear in front of me. Not knowing what was happening I tried stumbling forward to get somewhere away from the burning in my neck but I had not made it very far before I felt myself falling and hitting the ground soon after. I know I heard the crunch of boots on the dry leaves on the bottom of the forest floor and I think I saw a pair or two of boots coming into my vision before everything went black.

I was my sister now. He dragged the body to the kitchen. Water ran. A suitcase zipper opened. I kept my eyes on the wall. Counted cracks. Seven up. Three across. The water stopped. Footsteps came back. Then he turned off the lights. Darkness. My real eyes screamed for light, but the white lenses blocked everything. I breathed slow. In. Out. A phone flashlight clicked on. Beam straight into my eyes. I didn't blink. Ten seconds. Twenty. My eyes burned behind the plastic, but my face stayed empty. Bored. *Blind.*