The Hiding Place Novel Novels & Stories

“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.

But he could believe she’d know because his luck wasn’t running that way. “When I took the account book. I found the account book and other documents. I thought would be safer in a different location Hector didn’t know about. He never even noticed they’re gone.” Hope springs eternal. “Where are they right now, dear?” “I hid them in the back of the Iron Hill Mine. Shaft three right at the end. I put them in a hole in the rockslide there. Then covered it with rocks. It looks like part of the rockslide.” “Why would you do that? Why not keep them closer?”

I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. I looked through the blueprint more and then at the other blueprints, but I could not find the location of the library anywhere. I folded the blueprint up and tucked it into my bra. It was embarrassing, but I wanted to study the plan of this place more so that I would get away. The sound of thudding footsteps over my head sent such sheer panic into my blood and I hurried to hide behind one of the big shelves, the one to the right of the room. As I hid there my eyes ran over the spines of the books fleetingly. The footsteps receded and I stepped out of my hiding place. As I stepped out, my eyes caught sight of a book.

She cried more and my heart clinched as I felt pity for her "There's a warehouse deep in the forest if you go north, that's where he is hiding the kids and Lia and maybe himself. You wouldn't notice quickly as it's under ground but you'll find the entrance if you look hard enough" joy coursed through me and I let out a breathe I didn't even know I was holding "Why are you telling me this?" I wasn't stupid enough to think their wasn't a catch

- 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.

Trained ears catching a sound, a scent, something out of place. They knew. “They saw us,” I confirmed quietly into the mic. Nyra’s voice came through again. Smooth. Pleased. “Good. Let them. You have three minutes to disappear.” She didn’t say what would happen in minute four. She didn’t have to. Safehouse – Unknown Location The hideout was buried deep in the hills, a brutalist skeleton of concrete and steel. There were no windows, no clocks. Just cold air and colder silence. It was perfect.

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."

Charles says, wrapping his arms around me from behind. My poor heart "Oh no son, I just didn't know that you and Elizabeth were that close" "Let's just say she's that hidden secret I wasn't ready to reveal yet" Now he's insinuating things "Oh I get it now. Congratulations you both!" She says with a beaming smile and walks excitedly, as if she has a dirty secret she cannot wait to share with everyone. "Charles!" "Elizabeth!" "Now you're just creating stories" "I've always wanted to be a writer since I was a kid"