Huckleberry Finn Novels & Stories

And every time I exhaled, I felt like I was being directed; as if this was all part of a plan I didn’t sign up for. I tried to shake it off. Then it hit me. A scent. Like creamy chocolates, my entire body froze. My mate was nearby. My wolf lunged forward inside me suddenly I had to grip the edge of a stall. My breath caught in my throat. My heart stammered. And that scent—it was close. Somewhere nearby. Watching. I looked to my left and right in search of him. “Luna Ava!” a voice squealed. A small boy, no more than seven, ran toward me and hugged my knees. His cheeks were dimpled, his tiny eyes wide with excitement. I bent down to hug him, using the moment to compose myself.

he chuckled to himself, “I can certainly see it’s appeal. I can also see Adam’s hand here. This book was his favorite though I found it quite dull.” A smile touched his lips when he felt the cover of Adam’s favorite book, The Adventures Of Tom Sawyer. When they were kids they’d reenacted Tom’s adventures with his friend Huck, building rafts at the lake house to become pirates. They’d spent most of the summer running around like heathens from sunup till sundown, building forts, catching frogs and snakes, eating blackberries straight from the vine, skinning knees, and getting into mischief. Their skin would be brown, and their hair lightened to nearly blonde by summer’s end. One year, Mother h

Her father is hardly ever home, working long hours in the city while her mother spends most of her time grading papers from all of her high school students. She opens the door quietly, but there is no need. Her mother is still awake. She's curled up in the living room reading her latest adventure novel wrapped on the comfy (and dare she call ugly) recliner her father just had to have. Her curly auburn hair is up in a bun with a few stray strands spiraling free as her eyes intently scan the new Kindle she received for her birthday only a few weeks ago. It's safe to say she has become a little obsessed with it. Can't say Sera can blame her. She herself escapes to a different world every time s

he said excitedly to the others. The one with black hair closed his eyes, covering the irises that were the same color as the night sky. “She’s here,” he said in a whisper. He turned to the other three, a grin on his face, and continued, “The Moonflower.”

"He's coming, but, when I can't tell you." Dreading the next few days couldn't happen. I had to be calm. Getting the packs together was going to be hard. We were the biggest pack in America. We stayed in the HOH Rainforest of Washington State. Seattle was a little over four hours away. There was also Port Angeles and Oylimpia. Near us stood Mt. Olympus. Not the one in Greece, but the same name. Suddenly I froze. "There's no way. Is there?" Hercules said startled. "It has to be a coincidence. They were named many years apart "

I did a little twirl in the middle of the room and started combing the bookshelves to see what treasures I could find. I was just too excited to have found this place. I came across a smaller leather-bound book that had a weird symbol on the front and when I opened it, I realized that it was a history of the Hunter's. I decided to keep that book just in case I needed it. I was totally in my own world when I felt someone’s arms go around me and breath in my ear. "I see you found my favorite place in the house." My body shivered at the contact. I thought that I was going to melt into a puddle right then and there.

“I do alright, but that was something different.” “Wonder why she went after you?” Sawyer asks. “She lied about her name. There was something different about her. Like she was a part of this world but not really,” Huck answers. “I think she was trying to make me forget something. Thing is I have an identical memory. So nothing escapes me.” “What did you eat breakfast on Tuesday morning?” Sawyer asks. “Sausage Biscuit from Martha’s Market, coffee black two sugars and three cigarettes,” Huck answers. “You known I cant verify you aren’t lying,” Sawyer chuckles.

The villagers wept inside their huts as my cold gaze was unleashed. No one was going to leave the village alive as long as I stood. "Ruby Vermillion. The Scarletflame Assassin. The Red Riding Hood of Hezel." "The woman who’s going to feed on your bones," I continued his sentence and smiled. "The woman who can tumble you down." "You will not shun me down, darling. I have Mally on my side. He will squish you in a leap." "And I will disarm with a blink."

“I am going to find clean water and live in it. I have fought in wars. I have slept in mud that was mostly blood. This is the worst thing that has ever happened to me, and I am counting the wars.” Finn snickered as he glanced behind Ivan. Behind us, the giant finished standing. It rose out of the gorge like the gorge was a chair it was tired of, stone grinding on stone. It looked out at the whole world with a face that had mountains for features and found nothing in it worth its time. Us least of all. Then it walked south, slowly, and it was gone before full dark with its head up in the low cloud. “Well,” Lyle said, watching it go. “Good to know Ivan goes with the flow.” Hollis almost smiled