Canada Novels & Stories

“I need a ticket to Canada” “What airline, sir?” “I don’t care, just the next flight out of Scotland” “Any particular time? Red eye?” “No, I don’t care, charter a private plane if you need to.” “Where in Canada?” “Alberta, I need to get to Alberta.” “No clue what city”

Mom argued as Aunt Iris sighed. "It would be if you would just talk to him. He wouldn't care. He could be safe." Iris replied but my mom shook her head again. With that, Iris and Jasmine moved here to Hudsonville while Mom and I ran to California. Don't get me wrong, Cali is beautiful but I hated it without Jas. The Coven almost caught me a few days ago and Mom decided that she had no other choice but to follow Iris and Jasmine to Hudsonville. That wasn't the only reason we left California but we won't get into that right now.

In an isolated hallway—he is stepping up to the nursing station to bring the requested medicines. As of the moment, his phone is vibrating. He blinks twice because no one knows his number except his Mom and Grandmother. His body is trembling in fear. . . fear that he never felt this time around. He breathes deep and exhales loudly. He pulls out his phone from the pocket, and his eyes widen when he reads a message from an unknown number. From: Unknown [Hello, would you like to join my newly launched application named CAM?] His head is confused and full of uncertainty. His hands are shaking when he doesn't know what to reply.

​ Aiden shook his head and took a sip of his coffee, “That’s just how it is to be assigned up there. We were stationed along the Canadian border, monitoring for militant activity.” ​ “Was there any?” ​ “Oh, absolutely. You wouldn’t believe how fraught it is in the Great North. For a country that already pushed out its entire human population, the Canadian Wolves are constantly testing the US borders for entry points.” ​ “Why?” Ava shuddered, unsettled by that new information.

It's 7 am and I have been lying here awake for the last 45 minutes. Moving to a new city has been kind of hard for me. I miss my old friends but my father assured me once we moved here I'd make new ones. We've been here a few months now and I still don't know anyone. School starts soon and I will be a junior in high school. I am supposed to be a senior but I was held back in 6th grade. I am scared that I won't fit in with any of the crowds here because where we moved from was pretty bad, here everyone seems stuck up. I shouldn't care though because I have always been a loner.

“So how’re things in the great white north? You get snow yet?” “It’s barely September, moron. We have summer and fall here.” I switched between weapons, searching for a drop to claim. “I mean, they only last a few months before the snow, but still. Canada has four seasons too.” “Yeah. Winter, pre-winter, post-winter, and summer.” “Accurate.” He laughed. “But pre-winter is basically hurricane season here.” “I can’t believe you live in a place where hurricanes are a thing.” “The East Coast of the US deals with them too.”

“Well, think about it. You have time and once you give your answer then we will proceed from there. How does that sound?” ********* The Awe-inspiring scenery, vibrant cities, and a welcoming atmosphere all made Canada a popular tourist destination. As the largest country in North America, Canada is a vast land encompassing majestic mountains, spectacular coastlines, virgin forests, vast prairies, and Arctic tundra. While much of the nation is of British and French descent, Canada is home to a mosaic of multicultural communities. It was just an overview of some of the best places you will visit whi

When this man and woman met Gael and Phoenix, they bowed respectfully and sat for a conversation. They said that they were from Russia and was told about a couple in the Americas that were powerful beyond measure. What struck Phoenix strange was that they didn’t have a scent. He was werewolf, she was human, but for him not to have a scent. Weird. They said that they were from a village that catered to supernaturals and that their daughter was taken and they wanted her back; but to get her back they had to come here and speak with them. “For what? What do you need to speak to us about?” Phoenix asked.

"It's okay. Just try again." I took the second dart and closed my eyes. Sebastian spun me around a few times before I threw it in front of me again. "...Where did it hit?" I asked, too afraid to open my eyes. "Canada." He said. When I opened my eyes, he was squinting his own as he tried to figure out where it was. "Canada?!" I gasped. "Yup. Alberta to be exact. Beautiful region." He replied.

If he wasn’t killed or has gotten sick to death, there’s still a possibility for him to be alive since we are capable of living for a maximum of five thousand years. This world where I belong is called Audravaria. It is divided into two kingdoms—the Oqazia that composes of white magicians called Oqans, and Crarene, the kingdom of dark magicians called as Cranes. All of us, in general, are called Audravarians. The other creatures in the three remaining worlds are considered as ‘lower beings’. Audravarians are the highest ones, for we have the longest lives and the strongest powers.