Fiction Books About Survival In The Wilderness の小説・ストーリー

she says as she tucks a strand of her black hair behind her ear Her eyes never stray away from mine as she does so. This girl is dangerous. I've never met anyone like her. Much less seen. I need to get out of here. "Thank you for your help, but I have to go" I say as I make my way towards the double doors "Hanna" she calls out to me "Yeah?" I ask her as I turn back around to face her "You forgot your backpack" she says as she slips my backpack off her back and holds it out for me to grab I blush with embarrassment as I awkwardly make my way towards her and grab my bag.

“Lindsay and I were in the hallway upstairs. We were about to go to the attic to look around. But, Lindsay had to go to the bathroom. I waited for her in the hallway. I sat down in a chair in the hallway to wait for her. When I put my arm on the chair, I felt what I thought was a button. I pressed it, and the next thing I knew was that I got spun into the wall. It was pitch-dark in there. Luckily, I had a keychain flashlight, which was attached to my car keys.” “You must have been frightened,” Lexi said with concern. “I was, at first, then I realized that having a nervous breakdown wasn’t going to help me get out. I tried to find a lever or a button where I was, but there wasn’t one. I had n

Desire’s breath caught in her throat as she fumbled for her phone, her mind racing with thoughts of escape. But just as the men approached, a figure emerged from the shadows—a tall, imposing silhouette that seemed to materialize from the very darkness itself. He moved with a grace that belied his size, a fierce determination etched into his features. In that moment, as the men lunged toward her, Desire felt a flicker of hope ignite within her. She was not alone. The night was about to unfold into a battle for survival, and in the heart of the wilderness, the line between predator and protector would blur in ways she could never have imagined.

We never went back to normal, and honestly, none of us wanted to. That wild night changed us all. Some secrets don’t destroy you, they open doors you never knew existed. The End

A paper book rested in his hands while multiple surveillance feeds played silently across the large screen before him, displaying views of both the interior and exterior of the bunker. After the Frostfall, without the burden of work, his life settled into a steady rhythm. He had grown fond of reading. Some books had come from the library. Others had belonged to Severin. The one in his hands now was "Ordinary World" by Lucas Wayworth. Reading it in this era carried a strange weight. The ordinary days described in its pages were gone forever. The ordinary world itself now lay buried beneath endless ice and snow. Yet one thing remained unchanged. Human beings, resilient by nature, would struggl

If Ruth consumes blood, it might awaken her zombie instincts! [Dan’s group just had a tire blowout. They’re surrounded by a zombie horde right now. Callie pushed Dan out to stall the zombies so she could escape!] When I saw that comment, I couldn’t help but laugh. “What are you laughing at?” Ruth tilted her head and looked at me. “Nothing,” I said, hugging her arm and planting a kiss on her cheek. “I just think… the weather’s really nice today.” For the next month, I lived the most comfortable life I’d had since the apocalypse began. Ruth and I occupied a villa complex halfway up a mountain. It was easy to defend and hard to attack, and supplies were plentiful.

When the morning sun finally pierced the mist, I opened my eyes to see the vampire gone, frightened away by the light. And so, I survived in the wilderness. I learned quickly: to live here, I had to shed any trace of humanity, embrace my animal instincts. Before I had a wolf, I survived by following the forest’s predators, scavenging the remains of their hunts. Sometimes, I roasted scraps over a meager flame. Even the smallest bit of flesh was precious, and I gnawed on bones, savoring every sliver. There were darker days, when nothing fresh could be found. I’d convince myself I was a hyena, eating half-rotten meat if necessary, despite the sickness that followed. It kept me alive.

No one cared about his desk anymore. Meanwhile, Miguel had already hidden the book near the old well, deep in the hill forest. Covered with stones and buried under loose earth. Natalie, Cielo, and Miguel blended in with the crowd of survivors, acting like they had lost everything. Just another family trying to escape a deadly fire. Natalie held onto her mother's hand as they walked away from the burning village. "Is it safe?" Cielo asked softly. Natalie nodded with a cold smile. "The book is hidden. Bruce will never find it. And now..."

Hey everyone Thank you so much for reading book two in the surviving my fate series. I am currently working on book three Surviving My Blood as well as some other books in the series. Surviving my blood will start having chapters posted on a weekly basis and the first chapter is already up. It will also be the final book in Kaydence and Dominics story as the other books will focus on the other Allied Alphas and them finding their mates. I am also working on book two to For the Love of Death which I have titled For the Children of Death and that will also have weekly chapters posted. I am also planning to work on a murder myster novel that my grandmother inspired me to write which is called M

I scramble to come up with something to dig myself out of this hole. "If you're going to be staying here, long term, there's some stuff you need to know about surviving in the wilderness. How to navigate out here, survive sub-zero conditions for weeks at a time, avoid getting mauled by bears, how to find help if there's an emergency you can't handle on your own. That kind of stuff." "That's what I have you for," she points out. "Yeah, well, in case you haven't noticed, I'm not exactly invincible," I say with a vague gesture to my face.