Encountered Novels & Stories

In Hill city, Roger's days were not as he expected. He felt as if he was stuck somewhere. His business seemed to run downwards. He felt a force that was pushing his business lower and lower. Was it just his imagination or it was actually happening? Even he hasn't been able to succeed in finding them till now. "Master, we still can't find them." Roger's assistant reported. "How can you not do such a small thing! You aren't able to find two people huh!" Roger seemed agitated.

she mumbles under her breath. "Your majesty" a male voice mumbles behind her making her startle. "I'm sorry for startling you" the voice grumbles. "It's fine" she answers without turning. "Who are you? And what do you want? Please be fast cause I'm in a hurry." "I'm just a hunter, your majesty. I just finished hunting and was on my way home when I sighted you entering the bush so I followed closely to know what you might be looking for. Maybe I could be of help cause I know everything in this forest."

What she was doing there? He raced towards the park. The trees were swaying side to side by the wind. A whip of cold air howled past him, bringing drops of rain along. He scanned the park. It appeared all empty. Lickign his lip, he walked inside the park. The rain hit him in full force. Squinting, he started looking for her. In a matter of second, he was all drenched. Running his hand through his wet hair he called for her. But the sound of thunder drowned out his voice. When he couldn't find her for a long time, he concluded she was not there. He turned and was about to leave when something caught his eyes. There was a bench in the corner he had missed out on, flanked by trees. He strode to

he finally said. I could hear the disappointment in his voice. He had clearly expected to find the sword here. I was sorry, and felt somehow to blame. I, too, was frustrated by all the clues. I leaned back myself, settling in for what I assumed might be a long search. At least this place had yielded a clue. At least it wasn’t a dead end. Now, at least, we held a key. But to what? Before I could finish the thought, I suddenly keeled over in pain. I was struck by a hunger pang, worse than any I’d ever had. I could barely catch my breath.

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She hadn't even began to sob fully when she heard a suppressed grunt, as if someone purposely tried to hide how much it hurt. She found her foot when she heard it again, looking at the door suspiciously before striding quickly in the direction, swinging the door open to witness a gruesome sight in front.

The footprints were faint but visible, leading into the forest. I followed them, my flashlight cutting through the darkness. My breath came in shallow gasps as I moved deeper into the woods, the sense of being watched growing stronger with each step. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows. My heart leaped into my throat as I aimed the flashlight at their face. “Who are you?” I demanded, my voice shaking. The man stepped closer, his features becoming clear. It wasn’t Damian or Whitaker—it was someone I didn’t recognize. “You’re Emma,” he said, his tone calm. “I’ve been sent to warn you.”

He didn't even know which outcome he feared more—finding the report, or not finding it at all. Finally, he found it. "Got it!" Daniel dragged out a crumpled sheet, and everyone around him stared. It was a dirty, stained piece of paper. No text was visible at first glance. It had to be worth millions for Daniel to dig through the trash himself. Daniel gently brushed at the muck, trying to uncover the words. The page had been soaked in dirty water for days and was falling apart. No matter how careful he was, the writing was still mostly gone. He could only just make out the logo of a private hospital.

Shemika I was lost and uncollected that I totally forgot about the elevator so I took the stairs. I was already tired, but the moment I took my next step, I suddenly bumped into someone who's also coming down the stairs in a rush. We collided on the stairs, and I immediately apologized without even looking up to see who it was. The young lady barely flinched, she remained quiet as she stared at me almost too remarkably. She was blocking my way so I lifted my head up to look at her. I was stunned to see Synn standing before me.

I might need that information for later. As I walked through the familiar paths of Brown Wood Pack, lost in my thoughts, I unexpectedly collided with someone. The impact was gentle, yet it jolted me out of my reverie. Looking up, I found Ellen standing there, her blonde hair slightly tousled from the encounter. Our eyes met, and a moment of recognition passed between us.