Camp Green Lake Holes Book Novels & Stories

I take the book back out to the living room area, where I pace the room staring at the pages. There are phone numbers, more maps. But there’s nothing on the damn maps to specifically say where it is. No city, state, not even a dang continent. They have to mean something. He couldn’t have possibly had packs in all these places? “Gold Hollow,” I say, finally seeing something under a map. *It has to be a pack,* Hope says, nodding. He’s even got a little river next to it, exact where a wolf pack would likely make a home. The wolf counselor Ash, or his son River would know what to do with this book.

Eleven minutes after, they stopped in front of a lake. “A lake?” Greg stopped the motorbike’s engine and helped Harper jump off the vehicle. She looked around. Why is there a lake? Where’s the forest? Is there some special sort of sorcery that would change the lake into a forest or something? “Yeah, a lake.” “The camp’s across that?” Greg didn’t answer her. Instead, he picked up a call from his phone and moved a few paces away. Harper started to felt alarmed. She’s certain the person on the other line was either Brayden or Alora. Two of the most fucked up people she knows.

Sorry for the long author's note haha. Nity out 🍄

THE KING HEALERS The candle was down to a stub, flickering in the draft that sneaked under the tent flap. My eyes burned. I had been staring at the same page of the white book for nearly an hour, trying to make sense of the flowing script. Outside, the camp was quiet, save for the occasional crackle of a dying campfire and the rhythmic pacing of a sentry. "It doesn't make sense," I whispered, my voice thick with sleep and frustration. "None of it makes sense."

Denver sighed as she turned on her car and began to drive away. . . Leona sat next to Khloe on the bus and smiled as Khloe fell asleep. She didn't know what to expect on this trip, but she nodded in determination as she looked at pictures of Blue Mountain on her phone, noticing a lake surrounded by Oak trees. "That's obviously Oak Lake...but will it be far from our camping spot? The voice in my head told me to meet her there..." Leona mumbled to herself, sighing she slouched in her seat, her eyes resting on Jaiden who was in the row next to her.

Lyric added. Ru let out a deep breath. Rider was right. Ghosts could wait for another time. “Okay. So… what else do we need to know?” “There are lots of caves in the area,” Lyric continued. “And a beautiful lake, Saiko. Parts of the forest are absolutely stunning, but the portion we’ll be visiting is mostly dense trees, tangled and twisted much like in Reaper’s Hollow, and it will be easy to get lost. Also, cell phones usually don’t work because of the lava. And… the ground can sometimes split open over a cave.”

THREE Saturday “Here he comes,” Kevin Ellison muttered as we browsed over a table filled with used comic books at the Commons Trailer Park Yard Sale. I glanced up and, sure enough, there was Jake Burns peddling his clunky old bike down the fairway toward us. I snorted and returned my attention to an issue of Rom: Space Knight. “Peachy.” “Y’know, he really seems to dig you,” whispered Gary McNamara from the other side of the table, where he was perusing an issue of Thor. “I mean really. Like you’re best buds or something.”

PART TWO -BARE- This is the second half of the book. This part will concentrate on Adanna's journey as a prostitute and the stumbling she had on her way to be a mother. I hope you enjoy it. 😍 CHAPTER FOURTEEN NINE MONTHS LATER "You need to see the way this guy was acting," I said as I sipped my beer. "I know you've got him caged, girl," Pelummi said through a haze of cigarette smoke.

Why were women so damn complicated? As Josh neared one of the smaller lakes that fed off the Saint Johns River, he started to detect another animal—a shifter he hadn't come across before—a bear, but definitely not Wes. Slowing, Josh followed the scent through some cypress trees toward an area dense with foliage, almost as if a ring had formed protecting—a camp? His panther blinked slowly as he stared at the makeshift camp in front of him. There was a small two-man, maybe four-man tent, toward the back of the camp, a firepit in front of that, and a small camp table with a chair in front of the tent. A pair of shorts draped over the back of the chair, and other clothes hung from a rope strung

Of course she did. “You’re gripping that wheel like it owes you money,” she said casually. Mason didn’t look away from the road. “I’m driving.” “You’re emotionally driving.” Kai nearly choked laughing beside her. I turned toward the window to hide my smile. The camp itself looked straight out of one of those coming-of-age movies people pretend not to cry over. Wooden cabins sat around a huge clearing surrounded by trees, with a frozen lake off to the side for skating drills and a massive bonfire pit near the center.