The Hidden Hand Book Novels & Stories

With the small hand-held device that controls the screen, he switches it on. Three Two One "Ah, that's it. Right there Ryan, put it right there- Ah" "Do you like it when I fuck you like this baby?" "Yes. Harder. Go faster" The voices of Eva and Ryan resonate through the office and we all stare silently. The others are shocked and their gasps echo the silent walls of this place. The place is so quiet, you could hear a pin drop. I saw this coming. Scratch that, I planned it. He quickly disconnects the wires when he fails to use the device to turn it off.

He remembered his name vividly stepping forward a little but Clancy shouted at him instead furiously. "Don't get involved beast!" He shouted at Scott before looking back at the bishop "You never said anything about an Unholy Book, what is it? Made up by you?" He asked. The bishop finally getting choked to the point of blacking out flared out releasing a miniature wave of positive energy that at first was unnoticed by everyone except Clancy who was blasted few feets back like a ski. He stood back on his feet panting like a dog "No one made the Unholy Book up, it was written by the ancient one!" He responded to Clancy.

"What do you suggest we do, my Lord? How can we ensure our secret remains hidden?" A devious smile crept across Lord Arcturus' face as he formulated a plan. "We must be more discreet than ever before, my dear. No more late-night rendezvous, no more moments of vulnerability. We shall become shadows in the darkness, whispers in the wind. Our act must remain hidden, buried deep within our hearts."

He must have kept the evidence of his dirty secrets in a place where it won't be discovered easily. My eyes fell on a bookshelf at the back of the room. I’d seen it hundreds of times, but only now did I really see it. The books were not old novels but instead about sports, football magazines, and even a few on gambling. “Motherfucker,” I hissed as I crossed the room. It took a few seconds of pulling books and magazines down before I found it. A thick manila folder tucked behind Sports Betting for Beginners. With a heavy heart, I took it over to the desk and opened the folder. A few seconds in, a cold knot formed in my stomach.

“But remember, secrets never truly disappear. They evolve, they mutate, and they re-emerge. The key is to control their impact, anticipate their consequences, and guide their influence. You are learning not just to uncover, but to wield hidden information strategically.” I nodded, exhausted but focused. Today had been an exercise in observation, strategy, and the management of human complexity. I had uncovered hidden layers of influence, navigated delicate confrontations, and ensured alignment despite the potential for disruption. The lessons were profound: secrets were powerful, trust was conditional, and perception was as vital as truth.

I whispered. "Practice in secret," she warned. "Hide the book well. Not even your closest friends must know." I nodded, heart full. Her hand slipped something into mine; a small black stone, warm to the touch. "Focus your will through this," she said. "It’s not much, but it can serve as a channel. Practice when you can. Hide it well." I closed my fingers around it, feeling the pulse of its magic stir against my skin. "Won't they know?" I asked. "Won’t they feel it?"

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.

"You've got no right to talk about love. A hidden girlfriend? Nah, just my replacement." Anger surged within me. Before I could shoot back, her smile turned cruel. She shoved past me, knocking my shoulder hard. "Know your place." Her footsteps faded, leaving me clutching my chest. The pain was unbearable. Luke failed me, but Karma always came back around. Once I calmed down, I went home. Mike called. "Your fiancé got you an animal biology book with real specimens inside. Pretty cool, right? How are you going to thank me?"

I reached out and delicately retrieved it from the shelf, cradling it in my hands. A surge of anticipation coursed through my veins as I opened the book, its pages pristine and unmarred. The words within held the promise of hidden truths, a key to unlock the enigma that had consumed my thoughts. I read the title embossed in elegant lettering: "Tears of the Moon: Secrets Untold." My heart raced with excitement as I turned to the first page. The words danced before my eyes, weaving a narrative of forbidden knowledge and clandestine affairs. It spoke of a world beyond the ordinary, a realm where ancient forces converged and hidden battles waged under the pale light of the moon.

Even if he had some strength, he would not be able to make any big waves. The two entered the library. Kate led Andrius to a particular bookshelf and reached up to grab a secret manual from the highest shelf. It was the ‘Records of Profundity’. “This is the one.” Kate handed the book to Andrius. Andrius took the book but did not immediately start reading it. “Can I take a look around here and check out some of these ancient manuals?” Andrius pointed to the numerous ancient books on the shelves and asked. “No problem.” Kate naturally did not refuse.