The Hiding Place Kindle Novels & Stories

Z shushes me and she put her index finger to my lips. I can’t believe she hides weeds inside the book. “What are you doing?” I whisper in dismay. “It’s okay, it usually happens in here and this thing is not mine” Z says. “How did you find it if it's not yours!” I exclaim in whispers. “Hehe… there’s a lot of people come and go to this place, some of them hide candies, weeds even a love note!” She laughs softly. “And I collect the thing sometimes for my own enjoyment” She chuckles. “Not the love notes! Ughh…” She groans.

I pretended like I didn't hear him because I'm very well aware that it is not the right place to let out my pride. That's how we both started to search the book named "The Hidden secrets." until 2 O'clock but the damn book nowhere to find. Hunger knocked my stomach frequently begging me to eat something although I reminded her that we are here to search the book, not for eating, but couldn't able to control myself I asked him shyly, "Why don't we eat and resume our searching?" but no response. "Blake, I'm hungry." I turned around and whined like a baby but the place where he stood before was empty.

There was no sign that a child lived here. I was about to try a different approach when I noticed a few thin, wispy strands of hair caught in the gap between the couch cushions. They were so fine that they could only belong to a small child. I crouched down, picked them up, and slipped them into my pocket. The moment I straightened up, the front door swung open. Matthew rushed in looking panicked, but the second he saw me, a smile spread across his face. "Honey, what are you doing here this late?"

It appeared the crescent moon was hiding on its highest watchtower. The king held the shoulders of his companions, and they disappeared. They emerged near the colossal palace, hiding beside the wall beside a portcullis. “This place is creepy,” Branigan murmured while his eyes moved around. The guards positioned nearby were accompanied by a beast, and they were not looking friendly either. It would only take one wrong move; they would end up in that beast’s stomach. Airoh led them to the underground tunnel. It would give them the way to go to the palace’s library if they were lucky enough not to have an encounter with the enemies. But in this gamble, nothing would come easy.

I updated Nathan as much as I could, the rogue village, the dreams, the pack, Alexa… Thane! Every step felt like trespassing into a memory I hadn’t earned the right to forget. “So you're saying you hid the book?" Nathan asked, “In your room?" I nodded. “I can't find it anymore.” My heart lodged in my throat. Luca appeared beside me. "Are you sure?" "I hid it beneath the floor. In a box, wrapped in runes. It shouldn't have burned. Not unless someone found it first." "Let's check again,” Nathan offered.

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.

Cecile stammered. But Grandmother turned away, unwilling to hear more. Cecile clenched her fists. Why is everyone hiding the truth about Rose’s father? What secret are they keeping? In the hotel hallway, Diana collided with Sam. “You?” she spat. “What are you doing here?” Sam smirked. “How’s the family? How’s that expensive shawl of yours? Hope it is still good?” She ignored him. “I came here to use the restroom,” Sam added cheekily. “These air-conditioned hotels, ah, the luxury! No wonder you like hanging around here too.”

Even when people started complaining about him being all over public feeds, I still didn't say a word. He kept scrolling through his phone with a grim look until he saw Sofie's comment. That comment seemed to trigger something in him. He froze for a moment, then abandoned the smiling Charlotte and rushed to Sofie's front door. "Sofie! I finally get it. You're the one hiding Lynn! This is a trick—something you two planned together to mess with me. Come out and face me!" Enzo shouted. He roared into the door with a piercing gaze, as if he wanted to break down the door and see me hiding inside.

So, I need to hide where I'm not only unseen in the dark but also in the light. The best place I could think of would be under the bed. But that is where everyone hides. It would be the place where they would look first. That's when I realize I need to hide in a place where I'm able to react once they find me. Under the bed, it would be hard for me to be able to react. I must find a place where I can be standing and ready to fight.

She wasn’t ready to die. “I have a place,” Karan said, his voice lower now. “No one will find you there.” The baby whimpered as if sensing the fear in the air. Hema pressed a kiss to her forehead before passing her gently into Karan’s arms. Then she followed him. ⸻ The Hiding Place Karan’s house was small, but old. Built with secrets. He led her through the narrow corridor, past the kitchen, past the back door, then up a creaking flight of stairs. At the top was a storeroom—a cluttered space filled with forgotten furniture, boxes of old clothes, and dust-covered trunks.