Hawk Mountain Book Novels & Stories

A massive cloud of smoke twisted around the tops of the mountains, obscuring their tips until it looked like the rocky rises just stopped, and the clouds began. "What is beyond those mountains?" I asked, even though I knew I wouldn't understand anything he said anyway. I did, however, understand the tension that grew immediately under my legs. Whatever was over there, it was obviously a great source of emotion in the giant dragon underneath me. He gave a small roar in the direction of the mountains before suddenly banking to the left away from it. He slowly began to tip down towards the ground, taking us over to a clearing that surrounded a deep purple lake that was butted up against an oran

River winked at me. I chuckled before I took another sip of the sweet red wine. I sighed contently and settled my head against the side of his neck. The sun started to make its way behind the hills that surrounded the lake. “It's nice out here. We don't come here enough,” I said. “No, we don't,” River agreed. “You know, I got to be honest. I'm amazed anything about Montana amuses you after seeing Los Angeles. Don't get me wrong; I would never live there. I'm a country boy. I'll die before living in some crazy ass city, but realistically that place is beautiful. Even I can't deny that,” River said. Sadness filled his voice.

............. Come on!” Bay cheered the drooling beast. "Show me what you can!" The crane, an Ursus prole, with the colors of the rising sun, crept around its victim, growling. He kept his eyes on the young, blond man's small handgun. He had learned in the years of his imprisonment. He knew how dangerous this thing was, that it meant pain. But he was hungry, so very hungry. And sometimes he even managed to grab a bite before the pain came.

Consisting of a quick but loving kiss and a hug. I heard them all start their bikes and I watched on the camera as they all pulled away and left. I just smiled as I finished my drink and started wondering... What the heck was I going to do today!? _________________________________________________________ (for some reason my previous note has been deleted) So, As you can see from the new title, this book is now called ''book one'' in ''The Outlaw Chronicles''. I have planned out a further two books. I can't release the titles yet as it might give away some idea of what is going to happen in the books before it (such as book two can give away what happens in book one and book three can tell yo

That was one heck of a mental ride through memory lane, too bad I learned nothing about myself. I still thought about Hawk and my sympathy for him increased. It wasn't fair and it wasn't right, he was stripped of his what was his and it annoyed me immensely. Standing up, I stretched as I looked out the window, not seeing anything in particular. I needed to go to Moonbound Pack, Yes…I should. I needed to see this brother of his, this Hunter. I grabbed my coat and a pair of boots as I walked out of the room. I was halfway through the hall when I suddenly remembered her. Marsai.

I carefully unwrapped the cloth and opened the book. Her handwriting was beautiful but slightly slanted with age. I flipped through the first few pages, reading bits of her life, about her mate, her people, the early days of the pack before the Great War. Then, about halfway through, I saw a heading that made my heart skip a beat. “The Beast Beneath the Mountain” I sat down, reading carefully. “There is a darkness far older than our kind. A wolf not born of the Moon, but of chaos. His name is Derek.”

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There was no shame in the role and yet here, it seemed an omega was no better than a modern day slave. Still, what did that have to do with mates? "Good is not the word I'd use." Alex was the one to answer, his serious eyes giving nothing away. "The trackers have reported back and they have found something." Johnny tapped a button on the laptop he was standing in front of and the screen hanging on the wall lit up to show a satellite image of some of the forested area that made up Blue Mountain pack territory. It wasn't a committee image because it would have been much more up to date. This image had been taken in the summertime so there was nothing but various shades of green. Lucas could ma

The silence that followed the destruction of the Hive was deceptive. While the pack labored to scrub the green bile from the stone floors of the manor, Rhea found herself haunted by the memory of the hawk she had seen circling the ramparts. Its feathers hadn't been brown or black, but the exact shade of arterial spray.

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