Bho Camp 5 Novels & Stories

Blake P.O.V. Finding the camp, I must admit I thought I had seen everything life, battle and death had to offer, but I was sorely mistaken. The sheer carnage of the camp and the bodies displayed between scattered possessions and tents, was enough to make the best of us want to hurl. Some of my warriors did, in the trees, outside the line of the site. I didn’t blame them one bit. Bile rose several times, but I reminded myself to keep my composure and be someone my men could look up to.

My dad and Heath became very close after a few months of being together at the ranch; they always talked about innovations to make our ranch stand out. For six months, the M&B Creek Ranch launched additional activities that encourage the guests to prolong their stay at the ranch. They built a water park that the children could enjoy. Back to Aunt Claire and Uncle Jethro, Aunt Claire and her colleagues are working on retrieving Dad's other properties that Damien Hansen sold and mortgaged using Dad's identity, Most of them are on the verge of bankruptcy because of Damien's involvement. Most of these have been repossessed by the bank because they were mortgaged and never redeemed.

He said confusedly why only the smell would be down the hill from the main compound? “That is because the camp sits just on the other side of the border of the woods that used to be no man's land. I believe that the Alpha Douche team has since taken up the woods and uses it for their own game. But the elders have agreed to start considering a shift, and many have voiced out that they would like to join the Blue Rose pack or the Royal guards. So, I believe that we have made good ground there. So prepare your pack babe, you have some new members to initiate in.” I said smiling.

There's no way he's trying to escape his responsibility of being my personal nurse—when I'm the one who took care of him when he's sick! Straight men and their audacity. I stood up from my bed to grab Damian's phone. I should start scheduling appointments from derma clinics after I get out of here. I have to know if this will cause infection—that will be the end of my world. While I'm busy using Damian's phone, I heard a commotion outside of the cabin. Without hesitation, I sprint out of the cabin—leaving Damian's phone on the bed. As I walked outside, I saw the nuns and the other people of the camp surrounding something unknown. It's a UFO—Unidentified F*cking Obstruction of peace.

He concentrated on the sounds around him again, this time giving it his undivided attention. Boro's tent was near the center of the camp along with the tents of several officers and the prisoners. He could hear movement outside, more muffled feet. He crept to the entrance of his tent, and cracked the flap open just a fraction. The fire pit near his tent was out, only a trail of smoke let him know of it had even been there and there were no guards in sight. Several shadows moved on the opposite side of the fire however, Boro could just make out the silhouettes of several people moving in and out of tents. Just like that Boro flung himself out of his tent and let out a roar that pierced the si

Chapter 9. Confessions, Calm and Closeness *********** "Okay guys. It’s time for work. Go to the booth, register name of you and your partner. 1 tent. 2 mattress and 2 sleeping bags per pair. The names have already been announced to you in the bus also at the tag given to you. The ground is clear and the tents are about 5 inches above the ground level. So make it quick and reach at the campfire by 7 for dinner". The Boy Scout head announced on the micro phone and everyone moved to the booth for registration and receiving their supplies. Aside from tents and the bags, they were given water bottles to survive the night.

Havermouth, The Present “Could take a shower?” Cameron said looking down at the mess of his top and shoulder as they waited for the water to boil over the camp stove. “Not much point,” Heath was, if anything, covered with more blood, but not as much of his own as Cameron was. “The day is not done yet,” his grin stretched his cheeks, and he ran his tongue over the elongated sharp points of his teeth. “Let’s just clean up a little, and then you three can head back to the bunker - ”

"Hey! Are you all sleeping?" Mr Alberty, the Art teacher from Merganzel public school and the one among the two teachers in charge of our camp asks through the microphone, making everyone stir in their seats. "C'mon, wake up all of you. We'll be at Hondbill National Park in five minutes. Hey there! Wake the one sleeping beside you." There was nobody beside me. Adonis was still in the back with the dudes. "Guys, before we reach there, I'd like to give you a few quick instructions although I'm sure you've been instructed enough from your schools," Mr Alberty clears his throat when everyone finally stirs awake.

I would have laughed if my leg didn't hurt like a bitch while Nathan treated it. "Now you ask that?" Alex lifted a brow, looking at my mate like he was the stupidest person he had ever laid eyes on. "It just occurred to me to ask," Noah defended. My step brother blinked slowly. "You're pretty slow." Before Noah could retort, Nathan groaned. "Just answer the damn question, Alex." "Our base camp is on the outskirts of Rome," he answered begrudgingly. Base camp? "What? You didn't think it was just the three of us, did you?" He eyed my mate, scoffing lightly at whatever expression Noah was currently making. "You did. Idiot."

But boredom has finally won out over whatever deeply-rooted awkwardness I have about him, and now’s the time. The camp itself is actually in a brilliant location—deep near the edge of the Winterfall border, close to Canada. Canadian packs have remained neutral, so if things go south, we can make a quick escape. And aside from the brutal cold, the camp is surprisingly well-equipped. There’s a lake nearby, perfect for hunting, fishing, and bathing. Caroline keeps calling this a vacation, which only proves that she is unwell.