The Player Hides His Past Ao3 Novels & Stories

"I have a feeling you are a lot more than you let people think of you. You have everyone fooled, me included." "I have nothing to hide," I shrugged. "You know all of my life." "I know the life of Elora, the suicidal princess," he replied. "The one who tried dying the second she found out she had been mated to me." "Then you know all there is to know," I smiled. "I'm not exactly proud of it, but I guess that's a part of my life that I couldn't possibly hope to erase from existence. Just pretend you don't know about it."

my voice came out tight and cracking as I backed away. “Why did you hide it?” he growled through his clenched teeth, causing goosebumps to break out all over my arms. What is he on about now? What did I hide? I had already handed over his laptop to him after deleting the pictures. But by the way he was glaring at her, it seemed he was talking about something more important. Then it struck me. There is no way he is talking about that? Right? I felt my stomach contracting into a tight knot. No..no..no…If he knows the truth then I am done for.

The combination of antiseptic and sweat helps me block out the persistent sound in my ears. After working with the last player, I step aside, phone heavy in my hand. Another notification. Then another. I open T*****r again, against my better judgment. A new post. Ella's account. Her words are frantic, broken sentences that tumble one after another: Aiden is the real villain. He's been hiding for years. He abuses his power. He ruined my life.

His past and original self before the book opens is just one of the seven secrets that he is hiding. Gentle, sophisticated, smart, and of good nature. That is his ace and just one of his games. Takes advantage of the world that is being re-written and falls into the wants of the few that he is also playing with and unknown by the game that long ago had already begun. His thirst for the forbidden science never leaves him, as it is the second secret that he is holding within the new world and the book within the book that they are entrapped from deep within.

She told herself that they had been through so much, and it was normal to feel a little overwhelmed after everything that happened. Little did she know that far away from their peaceful celebration, shadows from the past were starting to stir. Secrets that were buried deep underground were beginning to resurface, and names that were forgotten were starting to be whispered again. Adrian had a past that he never fully talked about, a history that he kept locked away in the darkest corners of his mind. And somewhere out there, a figure from that past was already making plans to return, not to destroy them, but to claim something that they believed belonged to them. The war was over, but a new k

We are both Alphas, and he has always been difficult—arrogant, secretive, and sharp-tongued. An asshole, if I’m being honest. But right now, one thing is clear. He is hiding something. Something he knows I’m getting close to. And whatever it is—Chloe, the hidden woman, the children, the past they tried to bury—I swear to the Moon Goddess herself, I will uncover it. I take a slow step closer to him and study his face carefully. I search his damn infuriating turquoise eyes. The color shifts slightly, like the sea before a storm, and my instincts scream at me. Something is wrong with him. Deeply wrong. And I am certain of it.

What I didn't understand was why I enjoyed her calling me that. ************* **JORGE'S POV*** "Wow, so Lord Alexander is her fated mate, and he has been hiding this from me. No wonder he has been protecting her from me. I have to act quickly before it's too late," I had suspected that there was a secret between Lord Alexander and this wolf girl, and now I had discovered her little secret. I couldn't let this opportunity pass. I had to act fast before Alexander recovered. I moved away from the bathroom door and made my way back down the hallway.

The way she had been treating him and acting like a bitch that she wasn't could have given off that aura. She had just finished texting Mr. Clifford on the phone to thank him for helping her when she got out of her room with a pair of shorts and armless top that was revealing the inscription on her arm. She was used to dressing like that at home, since she rarely had visitors except her best friend who came once in a while. But, she always hides the inscription from her by wearing a huge t-shirt with sleeves long enough to reach her elbows.

I spun around, feeling the soft silk fabric of a dress brush against my skin. When the fuck did I put on a dress? "When I play hide and seek, someone dies. You will be no different" I spoke, my voice echoed softly on the thin air around me. A figure stepped out from behind the pillars. It was a man. I remembered him from the files. Images flashed through my mind as I looked at him properly. Pictures of a past that I didn't know existed, wars and battles of blood shed with me leading. Every image held a sign of death, evil lurked within and that evil, was me.

"How is this connected with you killing those werewolves like the soldiers mailed me, huh?" For a brief moment, he met my eyes. "I only did that because I sensed someone got tipped that I'm fucking the…" "The what, Dein?" Rising from my bed, Dein stepped back, clearing his throat like a bird stealing milk. "Dein, go on... Who are you sleeping with? Maybe you're gonna tell me that my ear is faulty to have heard that heavy word…" "I'm pure, old Luna." "And I'm the dirty one, right? Let me show you how dirty I can be!"