You Can't Hide From Yourself Novels & Stories

The bond is visibly growing, and it was only a matter of time before everyone saw it. I wish I could continue hiding and denying it. “You cannot hide it. We are too great a force to be hidden,” Talia say again in a low howl.

"I'm not afraid—" "You are." I step closer, and I feel the bond pulse between us, warm and insistent. "You're terrified of yourself, of what you might do, of what we might become, but hiding from it isn't going to make it go away." "Neither is rushing headlong into it," he growls.

“But it’s not because I was ashamed of who I am. No. Afraid of judgment. No. Afraid of what it might mean for the company… for everyone who worked here. For everything I built. No. But it was because it is easier to hide in silence than showcase what I have behind closed doors. This is personal to me. I don’t see how it’s anyone’s business.” His voice quieted, dipped just below that armor and I could see that somehow the press were getting to him, but he continued. “But hiding means lying. To myself, to the world. And…” He seemed at a loss for words for a moment—rare for him—but when he spoke again his voice was so certain it became its own kind of truth. “And it gets old, you know? It weigh

"Although he gave me the house here, the cost here is too high! I have been hiding here for several years, and I seldom go out the door, just for his identity. Now I think that I am so stupid to hide here from my hometown, but that man has abandoned me. Why is that necessary?" Michelle's words suddenly pierced Anna's heart. Wasn't she hiding here and afraid to return home? Thinking of this, Michelle was stronger than herself. Anna went home and was absent-minded. While she was sad about the fate of Michelle, she also felt lucky because she met a man like Ethan, and felt unworthy of her cowardly escape. It seemed that she should not be timid and run away all the time! Otherwise, it would only

Not forever. I stand up and grab my jacket. Keenan looks at me. “Where are you going.” I shake my head. “I don’t know yet.” But for the first time since I left, I understand the truth clearly. I can’t just hide because hiding only works when no one is looking. And someone is watching.

“Slowing down feels like hiding.” “No,” Nathan said firmly. “It feels like a strategy.” The word hung between them like a fault line. Ethan’s voice softened. “You think I don’t know how to hide? I lived there for years. I almost suffocated.” Nathan reached out then, unable to stop himself, cupping Ethan’s face. His thumb brushed beneath his eye, where exhaustion lived. “I’m not asking you to go back,” he whispered. “I’m asking you not to burn yourself alive trying to prove you won’t.”

“Because ignoring it didn’t make us stronger.” Silence. Heavy. Real. “It made us incomplete.” The words echo. Not just here. Everywhere. Through every layer. Through everything I’ve been. Everything I’ve done. “You’re lying,” the voice snaps. “No.” “You’re weakening yourself.” “I’m fixing myself.” The shadows lash out— desperate— but they’re slower now. Weaker. Because the truth— it’s breaking them. “You don’t need to run anymore,” I tell her. “You don’t need to hide.”

I just keep walking. Because I already know. The problem isn’t that I’m hiding it. The problem is— When it finally comes out… Nothing in this pack will survive it.

I called out to him, but silence greeted me. I could sense him in there, brooding like a wounded animal. “I know you can hear me. This shit you are doing, sulking and locking yourself away, isn’t the answer. Whether you like it or not, you will have to come out eventually. You can’t hide in there forever.”

He paused. "Never meant to leave means," I whispered. "Perhaps, they were meant to help you, change you into the person you have been waiting to become." he snapped out. "I am tired, tired of drowning in the dark. I want to know the truth, why does everyone hide things from me, I don't know what I need to do?" I blurted out all in once. "Then stop. Stop running after things you don't know. Let those things chase you themselves. Give them time. Trust them. Trust yourself." he spoke with utmost pain in his voice.