Autumn Rivers Novelas e Histórias

Jordan Ford lost a bet, and I was forced to remove my makeup in front of everyone. The whole crowd goaded me on while his friends laughed especially loudly. “Don’t be a buzzkill. Eira already did it. “Come on, Clara! You’re not chickening out, are you?” Three years prior, I had saved Jordan from a car accident. Glass shards cut my face and left a scar that could barely be concealed with makeup. “Go on, remove it.” Through the smoke, his gaze met mine with nothing but casual indifference. I dragged a makeup-removing wipe across my face, again and again, revealing the ugly scar. “It’s just makeup. Quit being so dramatic. “You killed my mother back then. That scar is just a light price

A cold smile spread upon my lips. Eula had brought it upon herself. She had no one but herself to blame. I took a deep breath as I pushed all those thoughts to the back of my mind. The bell suddenly rang as it interrupted my train of thought. I slowly put my phone into my backpack. My gaze swept over the summer scene outside the window. It was such a lovely season.

His shoulders were hunched up toward his ears, a permanent shrug of defense. He didn't pull on the caseworker's hand. He didn't drag his feet. He moved with a terrifying, unnatural stillness, trying to occupy as little space as physically possible. "Mr. and Mrs. Cross," Ms. Miller said, stopping a few feet away. "This is River." River didn't look up. He stared at Liam’s shoes. "Hi, River," Aurora said softly. She crouched down, ignoring the grime on the floor. "Do you remember me? I gave you the lamb."

Finally, after almost forever, we reached the river and my legs were already aching and my hair clung to my neck from sweat. But when the trees parted and the view opened up, I stopped in my tracks. The Aidan River glinted under the noon sun, its wide stretch of water running clear, reflecting the sky. The current was steady but calm, with rocks scattered along the banks and green moss climbing their edges. "Whoa," Maxine breathed while stepping forward with her hands on her knees. "Okay, fine. This is worth the torture."

The path was treacherous, a labyrinth of hidden crevices and sudden drops, but Garrick's hand in mine was a constant anchor, guiding me through the uncertainty with a steadiness that belied the turmoil within. Our journey led us to the banks of a swift-moving river, its waters shimmering with an otherworldly glow, as if the very essence of the moon had been captured within its depths. It was there that we encountered the River Clan, a group whose mastery over water was as fluid and elusive as the element itself. They emerged from the mist that clung to the river's edge, their movements a graceful dance that spoke of a deep connection to the natural world.

We could make a comeback. “Raine!” Captain Smitty called out to me as we all took our positions beside the rope. I looked back at the fat man, wondering why it was that he was calling my name. “Grab the end of the rope. Didn’t I tell you that already?” I couldn’t help but to roll my eyes and I was sure everyone noticed. I didn’t care anymore. Everyone just needed to face the fact that Raine McClaren does not play well with others when it comes to her career. She could not be told what to do, no matter how hard you try. “Raine!” I stood in front, wanting to face my enemy. Jordan was across from me, a grin on his face. It was the blue team Versus the green time. Didn’t I say that it seemed to

He's not even allowed to shift anymore nor can he ride Titus since the movement could cause his water to break or send him into labor. And since walking is out of the question too, especially that far, Reid and Xavier cleared a path to the lake so Reid could drive the Jeep here. It's one of Julian's favorite places and he always seems to relax so easily here. Because of that, there was no way he could deny Julian of this spot during the most difficult point of his pregnancy. So he asked for the help of a good friend and together they managed to clear a path wide enough to fit the Jeep. They managed to clear it in 2 days and now here he sits with his beautiful pregnant mate as he relaxes fina

Richard dipped his gaze as the large moths dipped, following their silhouettes as they plumed out and then upward, up, and into the snowy night sky. Black water. Nothing could survive it. All that suffocating dirt and chunks of rubble. Crashing down like that. Nothing. The silt would get into their clothing, Richard knew, weigh them down, drag them under to where black rushing torrents would sweep them downriver, possibly for miles. No one could survive. Not in this cold, in these rapid-moving waters. “Glee . . . shit.”

"Don't be." Thomas fell silent and crouched down near the river, splashing his face. The cool water slipped between his lips and made him shudder. It tasted so pure, soothing his raw throat and refreshing his skin. Even though the water met the sea, it had no taste of salt or any rot that the brine carried.

It was going to be a long shot, but it was worth the try. Aishatu and I went to Bida Ruwa settlement in Buchum. With the help of Ruhun Ruwa, we were able to heal the rivers there, and I was able to heal the people and their farmlands. The people were overjoyed. Most of them threw out their Aljanan daji altars and ornament, while I believed some of them secretly held on to them out of fear. I knew we needed more people on our side, and at the pace I was going, it would take a long time to get the support needed. The Sarki had to get involved for my plan to work, and I knew it had to be sooner than later.