The Hiding Place Novel Novels & Stories

Lila’s POV The letter from my grandmother burned in my pocket like a secret I could no longer carry alone. After reading it again in my room, I knew I had to hide it somewhere safer. The wine cellar seemed like the best place. No one went down there much at night, and the shadows would keep my new papers hidden. I waited until the house grew quiet, then slipped out with a small flashlight and the folded documents.

Ethan is leaning against the rail, nodding, never interrupting. Do yous till remember the blue notebook? The one with the broken spine? You hid it behind the loose board under your bed. My hands go numb. No one knew about that. No one except… “Ethan.” He found it by accident. He didn’t read it. He told me he wouldn’t. He asked me instead why a child would need a place to hide her thoughts. Liam sits beside me now. His shoulder touches mine. “That’s… specific,” he says quietly.

I just ran, blindly, down the hallway, away from the cafeteria, away from the eyes, away from *him*. I didn’t stop until I reached the library. Bursting through the heavy doors, I stumbled into the hushed, book-scented sanctuary. Mrs. Gable, the librarian, looked up from her desk, her kind eyes widening in surprise at my tear-streaked face and frantic breathing. “Novah? Dear, are you alright?” I shook my head violently, unable to speak. I just pointed a trembling hand towards the back, towards the ancient, secluded study carrels hidden amongst the towering stacks. My refuge. My only possible hiding place.

I was soaked through. “We have to find shelter!” I told him. Neo straightened. He glanced around like the all water wasn’t bothering him at all. “This way,” he said and held out his hand. I took it, and together, with him leading, we dashed through the forest. He purposefully moved in a serpentine pattern, dodging the worst of the brush – for my benefit, I was certain. Eventually, in the distance, I saw a small clearing with a small log cabin nestled behind a patch of grass.

He made his bed, now it was time to sleep in it. "I should get dressed, Prince Mitchalus." I hurriedly added, "Wouldn't want your subjects to think something was going on in here. After all, you're supposed to be an honorable man." I scooted to the bathroom and closed the door behind me. I didn't want to hear whatever excuse he had cooked up in that head of his. We were done and nothing was going to change my mind. By the time I got dressed, an entire plan swam in my head. The perfect place to hide out was at the shelter for merfolks. Once I was already registered, they wouldn't have a problem finding me somewhere to stay. I just couldn't tell them who I was.

Neither of the two gave way to their true feelings for the other, just for Serafina's sake. And speaking of Serafina... "Give..." Alessio stammered out with a shaky breath, recalling that he had the Regnante hidden away in his bedroom, and given her nature, she had just heard everything. "Give me a moment," Standing up from his place, he walked to his room and cursed under his breath to see the door ajar. Pushing it open, his heart ached in his chest to see his window thrown open as he gritted his teeth.

Maria was calm and seems ready for the exams, but the other two were rather distracted by the news of the hidden scion, Henessy even gave up the idea of passing the exam and just thought of finding the young master. In her mind was her evil plans, "I don't need to pass and graduate as long as I can be in the arms of that young master!" Hailey on the other side was concentrated on her after exam plan, to find out the identity of the rolls royce master who resides in the Glorious Hotel! She couldn't help but think of her former lover, Warren Jr. who disappeared and never came back, even his family! and a day after that, the Glorious Hotel was acquired by a mysterious man as per the news.

“Yeah she didn't say it was him exactly, but I have a good feeling it was. Everything added up when she told dad her story. The long gap in her resume, her fighting skills, her nightmares, and the reason she takes these pills, Dr. Smith gives to her.” “Wait, you know all of this?” “Looking and listening doesn't harm a soul.” “You mean snooping and eavesdropping.” My wolf said. “Ohh, I forgot to telling you we received a call yesterday from Hector, something about local police. I couldn't hear him properly.” “Fuck.” I took a swing at the wall once more before grabbing mY shirt. “Let's go.” Hector is one of my men that's located on a little island in a trio. This is where I run my illegal trad

That means I have to hide, and quickly! Lucky for me, Bucky’s home is full of herbs and other scents that it should be easy enough to hide out in one of his cupboards, so that is what I do. I just hope that Bucky doesn’t give away that I am here, or that the new arrival hasn’t already seen me.

My mind raced, considering every nook and cranny, every possibility for sanctuary within the pack house but in this part of the pack house, I knew there wasn't a hiding spot here. Without hesitation, I veered off the main corridor, ducking into a smaller hallway that led to a series of interconnected rooms. I needed to find a hiding place, somewhere I could catch my breath and potentially outsmart my pursuers. The scent of aged books enveloped me as I cautiously made my way deeper into an unknown room, my eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of danger. I could hear the footsteps of my pursuers growing fainter, their voices muffled by the heavy door I had just closed behind me.