Autumn Rivers Novels & Stories

And then I hear it—faint, distant—the trickle of water. Not the ocean. Not Sommers Beach. But here in Fairview, there’s the old river that cuts behind the mill, dark and sluggish, carrying the smell of iron and moss. I follow it until I’m standing on the bank, my breath ghosting in the night. The current moves slow, but the sight of it still knocks something loose in me. The moonlight stretches across its surface, broken into shards by ripples, and suddenly I’m back there, salt stinging my eyes, Ari’s weight dragging me under.

Her passion for the rainforest was evident in her every word, and her enthusiasm helped her fellow passengers appreciate the beauty and importance of this unique ecosystem. “But why,” asked Gloria, her voice filled with curiosity, “is there no bridge over the A****n River?” Sonia, a seasoned tour guide and expert on the A****n rainforest, was ready to answer Gloria’s query. "The A****n River," Sonia began, "is a unique and extraordinary natural wonder. It is the largest river system in the world, spanning over 6,400 kilometres and boasting an incredibly complex network of tributaries and channels. Its sheer size and the immense volume of water it carries pose significant challenges for bridg

she said, her tone sharp with determination. She’d piqued Dexter’s curiosity, a spark of unease flickering within him. To be in Maverick’s inner circle, a person had to offer something valuable. Autumn, for instance, was the granddaughter of the reputable Helena Dawson. Helena, who had rescued her family from bankruptcy after her husband’s death, was revered; her legacy was alive in her only legitimate grandchild, Autumn, who bore a striking resemblance to her.

River curved down her lips with sadness. Natasha could be a genius, but she could not realize that River was just having fun. “These are natural. I took them from my mom.” She informed River. “Oh. I wish I had a mom with green eyes,” River quipped. “Why? You have beautiful grey color. Your eyes are perfect… Mr?” “River. I am River Brower.” River at once extended her arm to introduce herself. “Nice meeting you, River. You look like a great company.” Natasha shook River’s hand.

I crouch down and try to make myself look as small as possible. I feel a lump of tears in my throat, but I refuse to let him see me cry, as I plead again. “Ryan, please don’t do this. You don’t want to do this.” My teeth chatter and I shiver as the frigid wind swirls around me. I look over the side of the deep ravine. The river at the bottom is raging dark red in the moonlight with giant chunks of ice and snow swirling in the current. Blood River. If I try to jump, I’m going to die on the rusty rocks just below the surface. If I were in wolf form maybe I would have a chance. Maybe. That’s not an option now. I turn back around to face my fate.

he says and hangs up. River goes to the washroom. Splashes her face with water and checks she doesn’t look to bad or dishevelled. She then goes to wait at the East entrance watching for McKenzie to arrive. He pulls up to the curb in a black Audi. River runs out and jumps into his car “thank you for this. I appreciate it” River thanks him.

"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?"

I threw my head back and laughed, “I don’t want you to be anything but yourself. Ever.” We continued walking and we got to the area where the bridges are I looked at huge area that looked like a bottomless pool and Joshua told me that this is the beginning of Spring River. It is fed by an underground spring and there is a legend that a Native American tribe lived in the area. The chief’s son had drowned in this spring and the chief cried so much into the spring that it rose the level of the river. He then said that this river would never run dry. My mate smiled, “And even in times when ponds were drying up, the level of this river never went down to dangerous levels. It also stays the same t

Svein said. “It doesn’t have to be me. If it’s about that stupid bloodline, take River.” I gestured to my twin. “Oh, don’t volunteer me for this shit. Steelcrest is in fucking Canada on the east coast. That’s way too close to Silvermane for my taste, thank you very much.” River held their hands up. “And you think I want to? Plus, Auðr is in a band. He travels a lot, so leading a pack ain’t happen.” I shook my head.

Before long, amid cries and protests, they were escorted out by several officers. The venue gradually returned to silence. The hall that had been boiling moments ago now held nothing but the sound of footsteps. A sharp pain twisted in Autumn’s stomach. She frowned slightly, knowing her body was already badly overdrawn. She had held on this long purely through sheer willpower. Otherwise, she would have collapsed much earlier. After being submerged in the river, her condition had steadily worsened. If she didn’t have surgery soon, she feared she wouldn’t be able to hold on.