Arden River Novels & Stories

Aisha POV: “Aaaa…… cchhuuuu..” “Aaaaahh… Chuuuuuuuu”“Aaaaahhhhhh……… Chuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu” “O.. O sweet Mary Jesus …… OH LORD…” I sneezed hard making all plasma fluid to flow down my nose and stared wiping it with several tissues, Yes! I caught a cold and that to because of that monster Ravan, he pushed me of that bridge that to into a fucking cold water river, he seriously has some issues I mean to wipe hand mark’s of those bastards who tried to molest me Ravan made me jump Into a river, he could have simple asked to take a bath, Right? but Nooo... he want to try something new like jumping of a Fucking bridge in middle of Fucking night into a Fucking freezing flowing river ALSO…. he didn’

I said seriously without a hint of 'I'm joking' in my voice. The three, Cora, Nathalie and Jordan just laughed while Rhea mumbled some words that I didn't quite clearly heard, I'm guessing she's cursing me right now, that's what she is. We talked a lot about unicorns and horses until we reached the bus stop. "Well, here's our ride, hurry get in!" Rhea is always excited about riding public transportation, she says that it's fun seeing some mother lactating their baby inside the bus, because for her it's educational or whatever.

**Uncommon Visions** Aria sat cross-legged on the soft, verdant banks of the river, surrounded by the enchanting symphony of nature. The warm hues of the sunset painted the sky in breathtaking strokes of golden oranges and deep purples, as if an artist had splashed vibrant colors across an endless canvas. The tranquil sound of water lapping against the smooth stones created a soothing melody that merged seamlessly with the gentle rustle of leaves stirred by a playful breeze. Nestled within this secluded forest for several months, Aria found comfort in the embrace of solitude, where time seemed to slow, allowing her to truly appreciate the beauty of her surroundings.

He shook it off and prayed for her, hoping Jesus would protect her and keep her safe. _________ River cruises along Route 244 down until she reaches the T-type intersection and makes a left onto Highway 385. It was getting somber by the minute, the cold wind kissing her hair, and the dark desert highway with only the moonlight shining the way was captivating. She was listening to ‘Beyond the View by Chance Pena’. It was one of her favorite melancholic songs and the scenery before her, went perfectly well with it. She was going the speed limit because she wouldn’t dare take her chances hitting wildlife, road kill, or any type of debris, especially on a highway with no lights to guide the way.

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I don't care how. ^^^^ Two days after that encounter, we flew to Samara. It's a city in Russia with the most beautiful landscape and friendly weather. It also has the longest river in the whole of Europe, the Volga River. The tour guide takes Kyle and me around, informing us on the history of this ancient city and the socio-economic activities of the people. He has a thick Russian accent and his English is poor so I don't get much of what he says because I'm tired of repeating, "pardon."

We walked for close to fifteen minutes before we stepped through the last layer of trees and into a clearing The clearing we had stumbled upon was not simply a clearing, but a clearing with a tiny stream running through it, looping around in a bit of a horseshoe shape and extending on the other way. It was a crystalline blue color and the water must have been ice cold in the late October air but it was so pretty and calming that the temperature of the water mattered not. "How on Earth am I going to draw this," Eric murmured, setting down his shoulder bag and sitting on the grassy bank of the stream, unfolding his map.

A purple bruise beginning to form. "I didn't peg you for the guy who had problems controlling his anger," Kendra decided to open her mouth and I was suddenly wishing that she decided to sit with the group instead of with me, "The guy you punched, his name is Brady Hampshire. His father is the richest man in town and the biggest dick if you asked me. They're going to do anything to make your life hell now just because of that."

In fact, they were known to be peaceful and compassionate. Rowan’s life was defined by peace and happiness. As she and Delmar exited the wooded boundaries of the valley, they walked alongside a stream that flowed rapidly downhill around the northern borders of Ravenna. It poured from the mountainside in several mouths and grew exponentially as it traveled into a deep, narrow ravine along the valley’s edge. It was believed by the people of Ravenna that over the course of several hundred years, the river eroded away at a prodigious clay deposit beneath the valley and formed the elongated canyon.

Bright green, yellow, faded brown and all bunch of colours made up the vegetation. "Woah" she gazed at everything in awe. Beautiful! Absolutely beautiful. The scenery was picture worthy. Vast untamed nature, all around her. She looked back to Carl "This forest... It leads to Lake Creek? I'm surprised there is a cleared path to drive-" she was thrown back into her seat as the car came to an abrupt stop. "Oof! A warning would have been nice" she mumbled under her breath as her hands went to grab her hair out of her eyes. She heard a door slam and her eyes shot open. Carl got out, pulled her bag out of the trunk and yanked her door open