The Hidden Place Novels & Stories

Leaving the kitchen, I thought Dominic had returned to his office, but when I went to his office, he wasn’t there. “Dominic?” I called out. “Over here.” Dominic stood in front of a room at the end of the hall. Instead of a door, the wall had moved, revealing a hidden passage. “I didn’t know this was here?” Walking to the end of the hall, I stepped around Dominic and entered the hidden passage. Without waiting for him, I continued through the passage until I reached a large open room. It was filled with exercise equipment, a couple of large punching bags, and a boxing ring.

He chuckled, "Were you talking to Mike? Did you spill our secret?" Luke was undeniably striking. At school, he was an iceberg, cold and untouchable. But in private, he was warm and almost clingy. In the past, I'd have melted into his arms, blushing. Now I just stepped back, creating distance. "Didn't you want to keep us hidden?" I muttered. His eyes flickered as he caught the edge of my tone. Still, he pressed on with the question that always lingered. "You know we can't go public."

~LIAM. I stared at my reflection in the mirrored wall of one of the private rooms in the Hidden World. Soft music played in the background. My shirt was open, and the domino mask was in place. Anticipation thrummed under my skin like electricity, each nerve alive with the knowledge that tonight would change everything. The Hidden World was a sanctuary, a space where the unspoken was granted permission to exist. Only those who were meant to find it ever did. And Scarlett?

•• THIRD PERSON’S POV •• - In New York, Hannah took Sabrina to their hideout. It was located far from the city, undetectable by any map mobile application, equipped with its own internet connection, and secured with a high-level security system. Sabrina fell asleep soundly during the distance they traveled, when she woke up they were inside the hide-out and didn’t know where in America they were now. “Where are we?” Sabrina asked Hannah as they got out of her car.

The Hidden Facility The sun had nearly set when they reached it — an isolated industrial complex hidden behind dead trees and rusted fences. Most buildings were collapsed. Snow coated twisted metal. But one bunker-style structure sat halfway buried in the hillside. Jay’s breath hitched as they approached it. “I know this place…” he whispered. “I… I’ve seen it in my memories.” Elias tightened his grip around him. “Good or bad memories?” Jay’s golden eyes flickered painfully. “…Blood.” Lena touched his arm gently. “We won’t let it happen again.” Alexander stepped forward, eyeing the bunker door.

The Big Hole Thalia She spent nearly 500 dollars just to get to Colorado, and she was sure someone had taken her family horde. She searched for nearly a week before she came across something startling. Her family horde...every bit of treasure and dollar had been moved into one massive plot with what remained of other families’ belongings. not stolen. But reburied. some else had to have survived. She couldn't find and clues though and waiting 2 days more did nothing but push her deeper into despair. She made a quick note, anyone worth contacting should understand the runes enough to figure it out.

She said it could attract too much attention, especially from those who might wish to harm us. I raced through the woods, darting between trees and weaving through the underbrush. My goal was a hidden refuge that Grandma had shown me. It was a place where I could hide and, more importantly, conceal my scent. It was an old tree with a secret door carved into the bark, leading to a small room where someone could hide without being detected.

Wright's cryptic file names and the surveillance camera I had found at home. Piece by piece, it felt like something much larger—and far more unsettling—was coming together. Some secret, hidden in plain sight, was waiting to be uncovered.

This was my haven, a secret space where no one could find me—away from everything, from the pressures of my role, from the expectations that weighed on me. In my hands, I held the book I had stolen from the secret library. It was bound in dark leather, and its pages crackled with age. I had barely managed to slip it from its hidden resting place without anyone noticing, and now I was finally going to read it. The title was unassuming, but the stories it held, the knowledge it promised, stirred something deep within me.

“Follow me, Valentin. But do not speak of this until we reach the destination. We cannot risk being overheard.” Valentin could follow his queen’s direction and nodded. Though, as he fell into step behind her, he wondered just who her unwelcomed guest could be. He had a few ideas, but none of them were very good. He followed his queen done the stairs of the oldest building on campus to the hidden tunnels very few knew weaved underneath. Following the corridors, we reached a room that was being guarded by four men. As Queen Victoria approached, they stepped to the side, allowing her, and thereby Valentin, entrance.