Novel & Cerita Hold Back The River Book

Six months later… The trajectory of River’s decline had spiraled into chaos, the scale of its losses growing exponentially. Violent protests erupted in the streets, escalating into uncontrollable riots that forced the imposition of martial law. Rivermirror, in its growing power, severed its ties completely, banishing River’s citizens from its borders. Under the new law, any River resident found within Rivermirror’s territory would face immediate execution if sufficient evidence was presented—unless a Baron explicitly approved their presence. Rivermirror declared itself an independent city, governed by its Barons, with Hound assuming the role of overseer of all Seers. His position was absolut

“None of this is your fault, Jada. But I need you to leave. Right now. Before Winter or August or any other person shows up. Please, Jada. Please.” River closed his eyes. He didn’t have the strength left to argue. He only had the strength to stay alive—for her. For Scarlett. For whatever came next. His good hand—swollen, trembling—closed around hers. He pushed it gently away from his face, the gesture weak but insistent, as though the simple act of touching her was both salvation and torture.

Alpha Winston growls out, looking at me in distaste, "That is not true, we heard about the way she attacked the rogues when they trespassed the Silvan pack. People say she bursted in flames, she—" "I was one of those rogues, actually, so I think I know better than you. I mean, if all your information is hearsay," River interrupts him, his almost rude tone making Rem's jaw clench, "So, listen, we've been testing her. And after we saw the way her fire acts, we started digging and found this." Everyone looks as River pulls something out of his back pocket. It's a page from and old book with the Mother Flame prophecy. He told me he'd pull it out at some point, so I'm not surprised.

“Open it.” He obeyed. The video was shaky, taken from inside a car. It showed the Bailey mansion gates from across the road, then panned slowly to the damaged east service gate before cutting to black. A distorted voice spoke over the darkness. “Little Thea is remembering. Tell Alexander the river keeps what it is owed.” The video ended. No one breathed. My ears rang. The river. Rain. A hand around mine. My chest seized. Suddenly, I was not in the sitting room anymore.

she gasped weakly, her voice barely audible before the river pulled her under once more. I pushed forward, ignoring the cold that bit into my skin. The river raged against me, shoving me back, but I wouldn’t stop. Stretching out my hand, I reached for her. The current surged, nearly tearing her away, but I kicked harder, slicing through the water until my fingers finally closed around her arm. “I’ve got you,” I murmured, though I wasn’t sure she could hear me over the roaring water. With every muscle in my body screaming, I dragged her toward the shore. The river resisted, but I held on tight, refusing to let go until we reached the muddy bank.

The river roared louder, deafening enough that it felt like the entire world was nothing but water and screams. Something grazed her ankle. She kicked out in fear, picturing the sharp fox teeth. But it was only weeds, wrapping around her like chains. She struggled with all her strength. Her body broke through the surface for just a moment—air!—before the river dragged her under once more. Then—arms gripped her. Strong arms urgently pulled her by the waist. Vincent’s voice came through, distorted by the water: “Hold…on…!” She clung tightly to him, her nails digging into his shoulders as he kicked against the river current.

As they approached the end of the woods, the tree line getting closer, Jimmy could hear voices of people walking about on the other side. His fears came forward again as he became concerned about who was on the other side, and what danger lies ahead for his mate. As they came out of the clearing, Jimmy stopped when he saw River Thorn pack warriors leaving the tree line and heading back to the packhouse. Unfortunately, as he stood there waiting for them to go by, he heard familiar voices approaching. Jimmy held his little mate tighter as he watched his own people being led past them. Any arguing or bickering they were doing before they approached stopped and they looked at Jimmy shocked when

*River* I sit in my office, feeling the weight of the world pressing down on my shoulders as I stare at the scattered papers on the desk. My beta, Kellan, leans against the wall, his arms crossed, while two of my most trusted warriors… Aiden and Marcus… fidget in their seats. The air is thick with tension, the kind that comes when something precious has been threatened, and we’re all scrambling to restore order. “Two days have passed, and we still don’t have a lead,” Kellan grumbles, his frustration palpable. “This wasn’t just a random attack, River. Whoever did this knew what they were doing. They were trying to kill her.”

The fighters drop their compound bows, scrambling up the muddy ridge to escape the rising, boiling river, while the three elders stumble over their own gold-trimmed robes, rolling into the muck like hogs. I step out of the river, my bare feet landing on the northern bank for the first time. The current behind me drops back into its bed, hissing and steaming against the stones. Voron is on his knees at the edge of the ridge, his silver-streaked cloak drenched in boiling mud, his hands shaking as he looks up at me. Diana is beside him, her head pressed flat against the wet earth, her submission complete and absolute. The leather-bound folder the elder held is floating down the black river, its

Seems like they want to make fun of me so I decided to finish my coffee faster and ask them to our first destination. The Family History Library. You see why I am in this place called Las Vegas? Because once upon a time, when I am so desperate to see Arianne and was in a very broken state because of her betrayal, I acted impulsive and reckless. I get to be with a girl I never know that much, fucked her all day and marry her at nightime.