The Hiding Place Kindle Novels & Stories

"I only heard about the living room." I nodded. I picked up my coffee. I asked Priya about her children and her husband's new job and I sat with her for another twenty minutes and I did not think about the photograph again until I was outside on the sidewalk with the Detroit November pressing against my face and then I thought about nothing else. My mother's photograph. On that shelf. In that bathroom that Isla had decided, with three words, that she owned.

he says, voice like thunder cracking over a battlefield. And in that moment, I know: The world isn’t on the brink of disaster. We’re already falling. --- Author's Note: Hey friends! Thank you so much for reading Hide and Seek, the first book of The Trios Legacies series. I hope that you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing. Here are a couple of announcements/interesting information for you.

he replied, grabbing her shorts and pants and putting them into the suitcase. She stood still and crossed her arms over her chest angrily. "I have money, I can do this myself." Dmitri now found out another thing about Felicity is her stubbornness. He sighed. "That may be so, but do you know how to hide from witches?" he questioned. "No, but-"

Justin says which just make my eyes go wide, he'll go to any length to try and hurt Martha. I bolt into the house and up the stairs, someone was close on my heels but I was faster. I run into my room locking the door as the person runs into it, I needed to hide all of the evidence. I pick up all the notebooks and library books, my arms were quite full as I lug them over to the side of the room. My door sounds as though it's being booted in as I lift the floor board up, of course I have a secret hiding place for my things. My mum would always tell me where the best hiding places were, all the other places had been found apart from this one. My mum wasn't hiding anything bad that I know of, sh

“It’s about 10 miles south of the Redcliff pack borders. I found it when I was out exploring as a kid. It’s been abandoned for years. I decorated it and turned it into a hideout. Very few know about this place. I only tell those I trust. I figured we could stay there for a couple of days. There are 2 bedrooms, a kitchen, and a full bathroom. It’s not fancy or anything, but it’s a good hiding spot for when you don’t want others to know where you are.” “A hiding spot?” I asked, my brows furrowed. “I had no idea such a place existed.” “That’s because I never told you,” he replied. “Like I said, very few know of its existence. But don’t worry. We’ll be there soon enough.”

Confirmations of their suspicions. My secret, the one I’d buried so deep, was about to rise with the moon. I wanted to vanish. Run. Run. Suddenly, a memory struck me, so vivid it was like I’d stepped into it. Hyde's words to me that night. “This place,” he’d said, “no one comes here but me. It’s quiet and safe, you're officially the second person that knows about it.” The stream. The little hidden place just beyond the ridge, tucked behind the brambles and the stones shaped like crescent moons. No one else knew about it.

- THE HIDEOUT ROMAN’S POV The hideout is hidden inside an unassuming convenience store, the kind you’d walk past without a second glance. Fluorescent lights hum faintly above our heads, casting sterile glows across shelves stacked with dusty snacks and cheap energy drinks. From the outside, it’s ordinary. From the inside, it hums with quiet tension. This place houses both Souls and Believers; a mix which makes it perfect for us to blend in. The cashier’s eyes follow us the moment we step through the door. He’s calm, polite even, but there’s something about the stillness in his gaze that gives him away. Believer.

“Have you seen a girl—” I didn’t need to hear the rest. Out of panic, I looked for a place where I could hide. The bathroom would be too obvious. The treasure chest is too shallow. I looked at the big ass jar in the room's corner. I opened the lid and saw that it was half filled with hay. This would do! I tried my best to reach the opening as the height of the jar is the same as mine. I closed the lid and dug through the hay until I buried myself at the bottom. Just then, I heard the door open. I tried to hold and even out my breath.

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.

I had no doubt in mind it would distract me from embarking on this new journey. My eyes scanned the perfect hiding place for this book and after moments of searching, my eyes landed on the bed and what I remembered was underneath it. Rushing over to the bed, I knelt down and brought out a certain box of clothes. From what I knew only Zain used these and Zain already knew about the book. There would be no better hiding place than this very box. With one sharp shove, I hid the book in between the clothes before leaving.