Books with title The Hidden Things

We were all wolves in sheep's clothing.Jilli had the key--the key to her past and the key to her future, but she needed more. A deep urging told her to return to her family home for one last look. Why? What could she have missed in her last search? Maybe she'd find the lost diary and discover the truth about her missing years. Maybe she'd uncover the answers she really sought: Who and what was Jillian Sadler?

“Martha couldn’t have just vanished without a trace. She wouldn’t have.” Jillian thought of Martha as her family—the only family she could remember. Her thoughts turned to Peter. Was he behind the disappearance? Had he been responsible for the attempts on her life as well? She couldn’t deny her attraction to the man or that he was the key to a past she longed to remember, but could she trust the man. She wanted to. What would it cost her to find out?

"I didn't believe him."Peter Brentwood was lying to her. He had to be. She had not known him before, they had never been lovers, and she had definitely not tried to murder him.But what if she was wrong? What if he had known her before the accident? Was it possible that Peter held the keys to discovering the memories she'd lost? Jilli knew she had to discover the truth.

The heart-stopping conclusion to the New York Times bestselling trilogy that L.J. Smith calls “spectacular!”Abbey knows that Caspian is her destiny. Theirs is a bond that transcends even death. But as Abbey finally learns the full truth about the dark fate that links her to Caspian and ties them both to the town of Sleepy Hollow, she suddenly has some very hard choices to make. Caspian may be the love of her life, but is that love worth dying for? Beautifully spun, emotionally gripping, and irresistibly romantic, The Hidden will leave you breathless.

“I never thought of myself as a killer.”"And so I found myself, on another night, in another bed, with another corpse, in another country."Jillian's search for her identity will take her farther than she ever expected to go. What is Jillian? A sport? A mutant? An alien dropped on this world by some sadistic entity? She’s been this way for as long as she can remember—a predator—the hidden.

The battle to conquer depression continues with THE HIDDEN HOST!LUCY’S ANGRY. Her life was supposed to get a lot easier after spending a winter field trip keeping Disorder locked up in The Dust. So of course, it got much worse. As if being banned from The Dust wasn’t bad enough, Lucy’s best friend Anna is facing depression, and Lucy knows it’s her fault. But when she takes matters into her own hands, Lucy uncovers one of Disorder’s Fragments, bent on using Anna to free its master! Now the only way to save Anna is for Lucy to find The Hidden Host, the sole person with the power to keep Disorder imprisoned. Without the help of the Depression Force, Lucy’s left with a rag-tag team—including her mysterious Depression Agent Uncle Justin—to travel to the center of Anna’s Depression Zone and save her life. Along the way, Lucy will face impossible decisions, vengeful villains, and cruel history about The Dust that makes her wonder if sacrificing a life is worth another, and which side she’s really fighting for.

You are the lucky winner of a Blue Moon Once-in-a-Lifetime Adventure. It’ll be the trip of a lifetime! The tour leaves from the Blue Moon office at 11 p.m. sharp. Groups of seven only. No pets. When the Flints win the trip to Bell Hoot, they board Captain Bontoc’s Blue Moon Mobile with the expectation of a grand holiday. Then something terrible happens: Bea Flint’s little brother, Theo, disappears on the journey, and the peculiar Ledbetter clan of Bell Hoot, who call Theo the Hidden Boy, is more desperate than even Bea and her family to find him. Bea will have to trust herself and the weird and wise words of an old man called Arkadi in order to find Theo. In her search, she’ll discover that Bell Hoot is more than a vacation destination, a wish is no good unless you give it legs, and Mumbo Jumbo is much more than nonsense—it’s hidden potential that she can find within herself.Jon Berkeley sends readers on the adventure of a lifetime with this first installment of a saga about a mysterious place called Bell Hoot, where strange and wonderful things happen.

Hurricane Hall is a large old family mansion, built of dark-red sandstone, in one of the loneliest and wildest of the mountain regions of Virginia. The estate is surrounded on three sides by a range of steep, gray rocks, spiked with clumps of dark evergreens, and called, from its horseshoe form, the Devil's Hoof. On the fourth side the ground gradually descends in broken, rock and barren soil to the edge of the wild mountain stream known as the Devil's Run. When storms and floods were high the loud roaring of the wind through the wild mountain gorges and the terrific raging of the torrent over its rocky course gave to this savage locality its ill-omened names of Devil's Hoof, Devil's Run and Hurricane Hall. Major Ira Warfield, the lonely proprietor of the Hall, was a veteran officer, who, in disgust at what he supposed to be ill-requited services, had retired from public life to spend the evening of his vigorous age on this his patrimonial estate. Here he lived in seclusion, with his old-fashioned housekeeper, Mrs. Condiment, and his old family servants and his favorite dogs and horses. Here his mornings were usually spent in the chase, in which he excelled, and his afternoons and evenings were occupied in small convivial suppers among his few chosen companions of the chase or the bottle.In person Major Warfield was tall and strongly built, reminding one of some old iron-limbed Douglas of the olden time. His features were large and harsh; his complexion dark red, as that of one bronzed by long exposure and flushed with strong drink. His fierce, dark gray eyes were surmounted by thick, heavy black brows that, when gathered into a frown, reminded one of a thunder cloud, as the flashing orbs beneath them did of lightning. His hard, harsh face was surrounded by a thick growth of iron-gray hair and beard that met beneath his chin. His usual habit was a black cloth coat, crimson vest, black leather breeches, long, black yarn stockings, fastened at the knees, and morocco slippers with silver buttons.In character Major Warfield was arrogant, domineering and violent—equally loved and feared by his faithful old family servants at home—disliked and dreaded by his neighbors and acquaintances abroad, who, partly from his house and partly from his character, fixed upon him the appropriate nickname of Old Hurricane.- Taken from "The Hidden Hand" written by E. D. E. N. Southworth (Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte Southworth)