Arden River Novels & Stories

Revira crawled closer, touching Ardan's cheek, which now felt cool, no longer burning hot. "Thank God," Revira sobbed, kissing Ardan's small hand. Eldric stood beside them, wiping his hands on a cloth. However, his eyes were not on Ardan. They were on Revira. Or, more precisely, on the river water around Revira's feet. Rakar followed Eldric's gaze and frowned. The Avariel River water usually reacted to intruders by rejecting them—creating rough ripples or even burning the skin if the person harbored ill intent. But around Revira's feet, the water was... calm.

I muttered and rose to follow. The mansion was bigger than I’d imagined, it was almost endless. She led me to a training ground where wolves tore into each other violently. I winced as one fighter’s arm bent then snapped back into place like nothing happened. “And this..” Arya gestured toward a wide river glinting beneath the morning light, “..is the River of Healings. Or it used to be. This river doesn’t heal a damn thing anymore.” “Why?” I asked, drawn to the water’s stillness.

Chapter 3 – Ravina POV AThe pervert The warm water eased my sore muscles as I leaned back in the bathtub, releasing a slow breath. The tension in my body would not leave completely, but this was as relaxed as I'd been since arriving in this pack. I closed my eyes, reaching out through the mind-link. Anna, can you hear me? A minute later, my head was filled with her voice. I'm here. How are you? "Exhausted. Irritated. Something about this place feels. wrong," I admitted. "Are they treating you nicely?"

, Lena said to Dawn, a couple of hours later, pushing away the file she’d been skimming through “all these words are starting to blur together” “Theres no need”, Dawn said looking up from the page she had been reading “I know where Mathew Drummond is buried”. “Where?” Lena asked, leaning over to read the paper. “’Ravenhill Cemetery’”, Dawn read aloud “’In a grave marked with his initials MD’”. “That’s it?” Lena questioned “there aren’t any other markings or writing on it?” “I’m afraid not”, Dawn answered. She looked up at her friend “you didn’t think it was going to be easy, did you?” she teased.

“We’ll help you.” “Yeah,” Ryder agreed. “We can teach you, or find something for you to float on.” “Tha’s assuming we can even find a river.” Riley pointed out, looking around the dense forest. They were so deep in the wood that the canopy was blocking out the sun completely, and no matter which direction she turned, there was simply a sea of trees as far as the eye could see. She cocked her ears, listening for any signs or sounds of flowing water, and eventually caught the babbling of a distant brook.

The sound of the gurgling waterfall was very tempting in his ears. The woman smiled happily when, after a long journey around the forest, the woman could find the sound of a waterfall. Rula Vivian Sterne, a twenty-five-year-old woman, is on her way to the Rumbio Forest to reach the top of the hill, where her campus will be holding its annual camp.

"Uhm sometimes, the Alpha overworks us." "I don't think i like our Alpha very much," Ro huffed. "No, i mean i overwork myself too much. Appreciate the alpha, he's a great person," he said quickly, making Ro look at him skeptically. "So you found the river at the library?" he continued speaking. "I read about it there. The river is the only place that comes from the Artemis waterfalls. I heard that place is beautiful," Ro sighed. "It is," he replied absentmindedly. "Hmm how do you know?"

The big sleep of the creator. From its three peaks snow restlessly bestowed itself on the surfaces of the cliffs. Three rivers flowed down the dark valleys of the Kirimaara. If three had been no bush and forest covering the slopes you could have seen the rivers when you stood on top of the ridges of Kirimaara that were extensively lying without any discernible plan. Several bayous broke from the three main streams. In the morning steam arose from the water depicting an inevitable sanctuary. People and animals who resented the area depended on the waters of life.

Then landing in front of the cave where he lived, Aranjo jumped down from the Griffin's back and saw the scenery in front of her. The atmosphere here is very different, this place is not the same as the fog forest. The trees here are green with colorful flowers and there is a small river along the eye view containing very clear water. "Is this still part of the fog forest?" asked Aranjo. 'Yes!' Aranjo ran towards the river, with both hands taking water and washing her face. Very fresh, Aranjo can also clearly see the fish swimming in it. Aranjo ran around happily and then approached Griffin.

I made my way directly to the library with the present I had for Asher all nicely wrapped up, ready to be torn open. I was so excited and nervous at the same time. When I arrived at the library, no one was there. I sat there for a whole 20 minutes waiting for Mr. no show. I felt stupid for thinking he would actually come. I got dolled up for no reason at all. Maybe I’ll still meet my mate today. Then it won’t be for no reason. I got up from the table seat and went into the hall, hearing a lot of whispers regarding my new appearance. Some asking if I’m a new girl, others saying I’m trying too hard and others saying I look drop dead gorgeous. I didn’t know how to feel about myself. As I was