Holes Camp Green Lake Novels & Stories

**** Alyssa **** Tonight the pack is throwing a huge end-of-school bonfire party by the lake, about a five-minute walk from the pack house. I hadn’t seen any of the pack lands yet as I barely left my room. I knew it was here of course, you can see the incredible lake from the pack house. I’d wanted to sneak down here and cool off in the sparkling waters since the pool was apparently off-limits.

She was more reserved when it came to talking about certain issues in the presence of men. Chris glared at Jayden before saying, “the whole place needs a touch up. The sound proof is pathetic.” Rita felt her cheeks burn as she gobbled up her food, acting like she had no idea what the topic of discussion was about. … Four hours later, the cars pulled up at a lodge just after a big forest. There were several lodges in a linear pattern, just before the beach and lake. Just like Chris mentioned, the lake had crystal clear blue water and a small rocky island in the middle with some vegetation.

Why were women so damn complicated? As Josh neared one of the smaller lakes that fed off the Saint Johns River, he started to detect another animal—a shifter he hadn't come across before—a bear, but definitely not Wes. Slowing, Josh followed the scent through some cypress trees toward an area dense with foliage, almost as if a ring had formed protecting—a camp? His panther blinked slowly as he stared at the makeshift camp in front of him. There was a small two-man, maybe four-man tent, toward the back of the camp, a firepit in front of that, and a small camp table with a chair in front of the tent. A pair of shorts draped over the back of the chair, and other clothes hung from a rope strung

Ethan said. "There's a bunch of ATV trails around the south side of the lake," Mason announced. He turned his phone around and showed them a cluster of red dots. "Let's hit the road," Travis said. "What else haven't you told us?" Ethan asked, falling into line next to Travis on their way back to the SUV rental. "Start at the beginning." "Which beginning?" Travis asked. "The very beginning. We've got a drive ahead of us." The very beginning was almost a decade ago. Maybe longer. There was no telling how many bodies littered Daniel Campbell's past. If they didn't find her, Bliss could be next.

But boredom has finally won out over whatever deeply-rooted awkwardness I have about him, and now’s the time. The camp itself is actually in a brilliant location—deep near the edge of the Winterfall border, close to Canada. Canadian packs have remained neutral, so if things go south, we can make a quick escape. And aside from the brutal cold, the camp is surprisingly well-equipped. There’s a lake nearby, perfect for hunting, fishing, and bathing. Caroline keeps calling this a vacation, which only proves that she is unwell.

I announced, turning the car off and meeting all the kids' eyes. "Where is this?" Leah asked eyeing the lake and the flowers with a confused look. "It looks kind of familiar." "It should." I said simply getting out the car and stretching. In front of us was Ozmit Lake, the very same lake where the Lycan Warriors performed mourning rituals. Even though the twins were too young to remember it, Leah wasn’t. This was the lake that my parents were sent afloat on and burned after they were killed. This was somewhat of a sacred place and the perfect place for a peaceful picnic.

Marigold POV Okay, so here’s the thing—when Barbie said “this place is untraceable,” I actually believed her. Big mistake. But let’s rewind a little before everything went to hell. We were camped beside this ridiculously majestic lake—like, I’m talking misty waterfall, glowing blue fish, enchanted air that smelled like rain and lilies and probably ancient secrets. The whole scene screamed “healing retreat ad for supernatural influencers.” The lake mirrored the jagged cliffs above us, and the ravine nearby dropped so deep it felt like it led straight to hell—or, you know, Monday mornings.

By the time they stopped in front of Hugo’s neighborhood, Hugo was already waiting there. When he got in, Danielle introduced him to Ciara. Soon, they stopped at the parking lot of Stawos Lake Scenic Area. When everyone got out of the car, they were attracted by the lake and mountains not far away. The lake was surrounded by all kinds of flowers that made the whole place look like a painting. Ciara was excited. “Wow, it’s incredibly pretty.” Danielle walked over to her side and looked into the distance. It was beautiful indeed. Karl had the driver unload the items from the caravan and said, “I brought a tent. Let’s find a suitable place to set it up.”

"It can't be here. Or the camp. If the rogues win, they'll use Black Lake as an in for the rest of the alliance. So, it has to be somewhere outside. I think for a moment. "Silver Hill." He arches a brow. "What?" "Silver Hill. On the East side. Outside of Morgan. Only accessible by wolf or bike. It's perfect." I smile. "Ok. Silver Hill it is. Ok, so if we ever get separated. Wait five days. Then go to the Hill. Wait for me there. If I don't show after three days, I'm not coming. Leave and don't come back. Because if I'm not there, it means Black Lake is no more." He cupped my cheek.

Sam said. Green lake is indeed a place that is very far from urban areas, almost even a lake in the middle of a forest. No one lives there apart from those who really make a living in the forest. Nearly an hour, they finally arrived at the location point that Will gave them. "Will, are you sure they are here? because I didn't see anything, there are no buildings in here," Sam said over the phone which he connected to Will. "Yes, you are right at the location point, are you sure there are no residents' houses there?" Will said.