Aurous Hill Novels & Stories

Watching Darius's men move now, wordless and precise, adjusting their formation to the shifting terrain without a single spoken command, she understood for the first time just how small her whole frame of reference had actually been. The road climbed steadily as they went, winding higher and higher into hills she'd only ever heard described in stories told around a fire, and when the trees finally broke open onto open hills, Aurora stopped walking entirely, breath catching in her throat at the sight that greeted her. Kingswood rose out of the mountainside itself, not built beside it but carved into it, towers scraping clouds that had gathered low and heavy over the peaks. Torches lined walls

replied Ruri with a serious expression. "What?" "Miss Green wants Mr. Langit be honest." Langit were confused by Ruri's explanation. "Honest for what, auntie?" "Be honest, be honest that Mr. Langit interested in her. A hanging dress could be mossy, moreover the feelings" Ruri said dramatically. Since Langit and Cherry were eroding the distance between household assistant and the master, Ruri has tried to bond with both, one way to seduce Langit as she did this morning.

Too ragged, too many voices layered together. Rogues. “They’re here,” I whispered. Dax didn’t look relieved. He looked annoyed. “Of course they are.” We reached the ravine floor and sprinted along the cut in the earth. The walls rose on either side like black teeth. Ahead, a thin seam of orange light split the rock—faint, steady, unnatural. A fissure. It glowed like buried coals. Dax slowed only enough to shove me behind him again. “Stay close. Don’t breathe loud.”

Catching his breath he asked, “Where is Aurora?” I was about to reply when I heard some footsteps. My lips stretched into a smile as I caught sight of Aurora. “Take the name of the angel and the angel is here,” I muttered under my breath. Thank God she was alright. “Were you guys looking for me?” She said and without realizing walked too close to the edge. My heart came to my mouth as I saw her fall off the cliff. “Aurora!!” Caleb and I screamed in unison and lunged for her but couldn’t reach her hand on time. My heart stopped beating. No! This couldn’t be happening, she couldn’t fall…

"Anyway, are you in one of my classes?" "Yes, sir. 8:00 to 9:00 am. Mythology and Folklore," I dictated. "Oh, then you might want to tell me your name so I could recognize you in our class," he suggested. I mentally screamed with his suggestion. He just asked my name. I know it's just nothing, but he still asked my name! "My pleasure, sir. It's Aurora Lynne Lopez, but you can call me Aurora or Rora." "Or babe," I mentally said and screamed in my own craziness.

Every inch of this place was rightfully mine, and the sole fact I could smell my father's killer as I walked through those corridors filled my blood with raw fury. The Aurumville castle used to be my home. A magnificent and powerful edifice had been raised on the Shadow Cliffs. One side of the castle overlooked the Shadow Mountain Pack's capital, while the other was a stone wall that went three dozen feet down, falling into the wild currents of the Tenebris River. This place had been thought to be an unpenetrable fortress. A place worthy of an Alpha King—just not the usurper who currently lived here.

Mathew said as he walked, "Isn't Hill House the coldest place in the world? A place forgotten by the gods. After all, what do you want to find in a place that even the gods forget?” “The precious wine of Apollo; I heard that this precious bottle of wine is buried at the top of Hill, which is covered with white snow and is uninhabited!” Hector panted, perhaps because the two had to go a long way and the road in the Forbidden forest was also very steep, so walking became more difficult.

Chapter 227 - The Hill Auren stood at the crest of the hill overlooking the council grounds, his chest rising and falling in even breaths. The wind whipped through his dark hair, carrying on its currents the scents of the surrounding forests and the faint tension of the packs gathered below. He could feel it, even from here, the hum of doubts and whispers-the quiet questioning of his age, his experience, his legitimacy. But he would not falter. For years, he had trained for this moment under the watchful gazes of his parents, Axel and Nora-learning to fight but also to lead, to read people, to understand the fragile web of loyalty and ambition that wove through the wolf world.

I looked into her eyes and got lost. The voice I heard was an older guy named Kurt. He’d been a rogue that went into Hollow Hill a few months back but didn’t care for it that much. So he had already been vetted and we didn’t need to bother with all that, just got his file from Ridge. I think Tyra rubbed him the wrong way pretty much right off the bat. He was a straight shooter who’d lost his fated mate when his pack was invaded about twenty years ago. He offered to come here and we took him straight away, especially since he had some medical training that would be valuable. I kicked off my boots and grabbed the blanket, covering us both and making her giggle. I immediately found her lips and

However, the news came through Ava, who had also studied computer science. Apparently, in a Tech Valley company, there was a rumored technical genius, a solitary figure who neither married nor dated. He even kept a cooking pot in his office. Whenever he faced a problem or a crisis, he would pray in front of the pot overnight and return fully recharged. As it turned out, the genius was Cole. I couldn’t help but laugh. He was just as stubborn as I remembered. After I got off the call, Harry walked in with our daughter. On his head were two ridiculously tiny braids.