Dead Mountain Book Novels & Stories

“The Blackwood Academy — a place where elites connect to elites, and the rich get richer.” RECAP: Marlene realizes she may have been the most naïve among her friends, while Ethan uncovers information that could destroy everything in the future. ♠️ MARLENE ♠️ “Ruby… what do you mean it’s Caspian?” I asked, my voice shaking. I couldn’t process the words—couldn’t even begin to accept them. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I wanted to tell you, but I couldn’t…”

I reached for my purse on the right side of my bed and opened it. My feet touched the carpet. They were also cold. I needed something warm. Without another moment to waste, I picked up the air conditioning remote and lowered the temperature. That felt way better. I returned my attention to the purse and pulled out the burner phone. I turned it on, and waited for any message to come in. Then it came. From a familiar number. Only one body was found. The second grave is empty. That didn't sit well. How could only one body be found? I had seen them die. There should have been two filled graves.

I wandered through the compound until I found myself in the library, as usual. I browsed the shelves for a while before pulling out a thick book about the northern territories. The book was old, the pages yellowed and crinkled with age, but the hand-drawn illustrations were still beautiful. I got comfortable in one of the chairs near a window and began to read. Most of the content was about trade routes and pack histories, but one chapter caught my attention. It described the far northern mountains—the ones beyond the Thornwood, where no one ever set foot.

That night, Caitlin stayed in her room and after an hour, she dropped the sacred book on the table and held a torn-out page close to the burning fire. Her breath shuddered as she stared at a picture of herself in the paper she held and confusion was written all over her face. She does not understand how she is connected to the book or what was written in it but one thing she knows is that, it is not her, but her own child. From everything she read and understood, it says that she is the key and her child will be the savior of mankind when evil is near. She has to offer her own child to save all mankind, including their own kind.

Chase thought this to be a happy accident as he was only trying the illusory Book of Life and Death. Barry and the others had no idea about the existence of the illusory Book of Life and Death. They were just impressed with Chase gaining a Death Order of the Path treasure. Before Chase said anything, the Nether Goatman turned into dust just like Cherry had, and he disappeared in the wind. "What just happened? Is this a popular way to die on Nether Mountain?" Quinn was bewildered. The others wondered about the same thing. However, the Nether Goatman turned to dust much slower than Cherry did.

ADDISON Addison froze. The soldier screamed as he stumbled closer, pointing a trembling finger at the rabbit’s corpse on the ground. “It’s definitely the same rabbit,” he cried, his voice cracking. “The mountain must be cursed! Haunted!” His jaw clenched, and a whisper escaped from his lips. “We’re going to die here…” Addison’s lips pressed into a thin line, the grimness in her gray eyes sharper than ever. This strange, creepy mountain was eating away at their nerves, it unsettling mysterious pushing the group to the edge.

, however, the end isn't always the reason it all ends, everything I've done, the people I've changed, the love I've shown, all of this will not be forgotten, while those who loved me love to live, I Ayla Marin will be alive in their beating hearts, the jeep has finally stopped rolling, I feel exhaustion take over my body, the pain in every inch of my bones is unbearable, I feel the blood drain from my skull to my vision it's cloudy, little by little my irises are closing, however, I'm still able to smell the smell of wet earth that brings back memories of home, just as I hear the sound of metal creaking in the background, I force myself to look at who's here , I just see black galoshes near

only motives were as queer as the room montoya was in. she would figure this out alone. this was some what of an evidence, whatever they ment by it. a boy reading about the arrest of various people who had attempted faking their deaths(because the list went on) , all of a sudden dies too by jumping the London bridge--goddmanit, the Patriot bridge , on a stormy night. and Vergil doesn't believe it's a fishy attempt. thanking Mrs Cain and in an attempt of leaving, Damaris grabbed at her at the door, pulled her inside to slam it shut behind her.

“Carrie will be along presently. Enjoy that pizza. Burn that jacket.” The Mountain unbolts the door and opens it, gesturing for Trent to pass him into the stairwell. Something in the way Big Jim looked at the Mountain makes us nervous, but we have no way to express our feelings to Trent, who actually tries to smile as he crosses over the threshold, his foot descending to the top step. We feel something cold and metallic against the back of his neck a quarter-second before his brainstem erupts in a thunderstorm, sizzling bolts straight to his tailbone, burning away our—

The only time I’d gotten fresh air was when Six opened the door in his comings and goings, leaving me chained to the bed of this shithole. And it really was a shithole. The longer I was there, the more I saw. Good thing I wasn’t a germaphobe, because I didn’t want to overthink what could be lurking in the bed I was lying on. Over the prior seventy-two hours, I’d become fully immersed in my new reality. Accepting my situation and all. The fact that I was going to die much sooner than later only spurred on my whole let-it-go attitude. And there was a vision of Elsa from Frozen in her blue gown singing in the snow.