Homestar Runner Book の小説・ストーリー

“I am unfamiliar with where you came from, but I know very well where you are now. You are nestled in the Catskill Mountains just west of Monticello, New York near a little spoken of town called Honeyville. Master Rowan had this castle built well over a century ago as a place to lay his head when he was in this country. It is a lovely home with 44 rooms, 32 stairwells, 18 fireplaces and 21 chimneys, all hewn from hand-mixed reinforced concrete in a blend of medieval, Byzantine, and Gothic styles. When you are feeling better, perhaps you would like a tour.” “I was in Philadelphia,” Jasper muttered with despair. “I belong in Philadelphia. My work is there. My home…” “Your home is now he

But where was I supposed to go? I did not know. Before anything else, I wanted to see Mom and Dad one more time. The wind blew through me. I did not feel cold. I only drifted along with it. At the intersection, I saw a familiar car. Dad's black sedan was driving slowly past the accident scene. I chased after it as if it were a lifeline, slipped through the closed window, and landed in the back seat beside my little brother. The car was warm. The heater hummed softly.

You get your mate and it changes your life. This book will merge with book 1. Hunter and Hannah's journey is in book 3. Will take place when he gets home and wakes up. Look for Book 3 to the series August 1st

This wasn't even worth calling a home. There was only one thing to do. Run.

I rattle off a list, glad that my friend’s status allows her to visit me whenever she wants. “Okay, I will see you tomorrow then.” She reassures me as we say our good nights and end our phone call. I turn off all sound on my phone, not wanting the guards to take it away from me in case I need to reach Chris or Jack in an emergency. I turn off the shower, and silence resumes. Trying to think of a hiding spot in my room where no one will find my cellphone, I leave the bathroom and make my way towards the nightstand beside the bed and pull open the top drawer, a wide grin spread across my face. What looks to be a simple empty drawer actually holds a pleasant surprise: a false bottom that I had

It seems these are the words they needed to hear as many she-wolves that are taken by Ragers are found either dead at the end of The Run, or never to be seen again. “Now lets push this stupid door open and get the heck away from here.” The redhead chuckles out, moving towards the heavy steel door blocking our final path to freedom. With a smile, I watch as she pushes against it, the door slowly moving forward. I move forward, joining her as we use what remaining strength we have to push our way out until a blinding light greets us.

Rune cleared her throat behind me while Grandma Rose cleared up the pots in the kitchen. “Are you okay, Luna?” She asked me softly. “Yes, just thinking.” I smiled at her weak form. She was about my size, which was surprising considering the difference in species. “About your village?” Her voice was fragile but daring. Like she wanted to have a conversation with me. I eyed her up suspiciously as she spoke of Agmysther, memories flooded the back of my mind of all the things I missed about that place. The hurt, the massacre. It still swirled around me bitterly, my own cross to bear. “Sorry Luna, Darren said you lost your home like me.” Rune bit her lip, holding back the tears that surfaced as s

Janifer said happily as she run and enters her car and then awaits Shadrach And when Shadrach got there the drivers sear was empty "Oh am to drive? Okay!" Shadrach said as he enters the car and drive out of the school to his home Without any bypass card, because it is really a new term so no one will ask, and teaching have not also started So they drive home safely . . . End of book 1 book two will make it all understandable

My life couldn't get any better than it is now and I thank god everyday for sending this angel into my territory! ***Book 2 : Dice's little runaway will be out within the week. 5 chapters are already completed***

“Run a little faster, I want to go home sometime today. And come on, we have to get this way. " Sighing, I shouldered the rucksack and followed it down a slightly narrower side street. There were no single-family houses here with well-tended gardens and autumn trees in front of the door, these were simple terraced houses that huddled together in the twilight of the evening, and had hardly any space for the small front gardens. It was almost dark and somehow I didn't like hunting proles in the light. I also didn't like having to carry the heavy bag, or having the disgusting package next to me, or even the cobblestone path. I didn't like him. "Where are we actually going?" He looked very ambit