Amazon Wuthering Heights Novels & Stories

" I looked around and realised that the winds blowing made all the leaves surround me in a circular manner Like they were engulfing me to soothe me The water in the lake looked a lot more blue Like blue lights were being emitted by the water The old man passed me a reassuring smile "She is here son watching you....telling you she is here with you...." I found an unknown courage inside me and got up on my feet "Don't worry Ezra your mate is coming ....you can't die unless your wolf defeats me.....the thunder wolf may have power of thunder but I have power of love.."

I looked down at Gemma as she lay on the floor helplessly. Suddenly, everything felt so pointless. "Sell her to the darkest mines in the Southern Isle," I said calmly. "Make her spend the rest of her life working off her debts with her own hands." Gemma's eyes went wide with terror as she heard my words. She started groveling at my feet, begging me for mercy. I didn't even give her another glance as I walked away. Back at my apartment, Luca was already waiting for me.

*Aaron* The water rushed past me, loud and relentless, a savage contrast to the chaotic storm swirling in my mind. I stood on the riverbank, paws sinking into the cool snow, the scent of damp fur and fish rising in the air. Fishing seemed like a mundane pursuit, a trivial distraction to occupy my beast, but my mind was a cacophony, echoing the gravity of my situation. I clawed at the ground, a futile effort against the turmoil within—fate had maliciously thrust Winter into my life, and I was left grappling with the implications.

ARWYN I spent the entire night tossing and turning on the expansive queen-sized bed, a luxury I hadn't experienced in years. The room was a haven of opulence, filled with every conceivable comfort within arm's reach. As the first rays of sunlight filtered through the ornate curtains, I rolled to the edge of the bed, greeted by the sight of two doves playfully chirping outside my window. Their carefree antics stirred a longing within me, a desire to escape this gilded cage and return to the familiar chaos of Wyrm.

I rested my head against the corridor’s mahogany paneled wall outside the library, sinking into the sensation of being home. The sweet scent of honeysuckle wound through the open window out over the formal gardens that were kissed with the early morning’s light. How hadn’t I noticed just how beautiful it was? The House of Heights had been my grand inheritance, duty, and responsibility, but for a decade, it hadn’t felt like somewhere I knew or was safe. Yet after returning from my aunt’s and strengthening the wards against her, at

I was homeschooling, he didn't want the outside world to know I existed till I was ready. The day I'll complete my training came. We entered far deep into the woods. As we walked through the dense forest, the trees towering above us, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. Anthony had brought me here for my first werewolf hunt, and I was equal parts excited and terrified. He stopped suddenly, holding up a hand to signal for me to be quiet. "Listen," he whispered. "Can you hear that?" I strained my ears, trying to pick up any sound above the rustling of leaves and twigs. And then I heard it - a low growl, coming from somewhere up ahead.