Huckleberry Finn Novels & Stories

We would not forget. We would not fall. We would rise again. Afterward, when the flames died and the camp was quiet, Silas found me by the river. He didn’t say anything at first. Just sat beside me, our knees touching. I turned my head toward him. “I thought it would feel like triumph.” He looked at me, eyes tired but steady. “It does. Just not the kind the stories tell.” “No,” I said. “It feels like breathing again after being underwater too long. Like I’m finally allowed to feel everything—and none of it’s pretty.”

I tossed the sheets in a ditch as the rain poured down. I knew the rain would wash the mud into the ditch to cover my tracks. I walked back to the truck and got inside as the rain poured down harder. I drove down the road with the windows rolled down as the breeze rolled in and the night air was alive with music of the creatures. I was getting a bit tired after a bit of traveling and much to my delight I saw a house in the distance with lights on. I pulled in and walked up onto the porch and knocked. After a while a woman answered the door and beckoned me in from the cold rain and offered me fresh clothes and a shower. I took them gladly and began washing the mud off of me. I slipped into th

Minutes later, Ichabod could hear a swift movement behind the shelves and out came a short man in a black tail coat and a large hat which made him look like all those wizards you see in movies like Harry Potter. “Ah! If it isn’t my old friend.” Johhny said cheerfully. “It has been a while since I last saw you. Are you having nightmares again?” “No.” Adams replied, “I would like you to meet someone.” He said, “this is Ichabod Nuel.” Johnny laid his eyes on Ichabod and scanned him from head to toe. A serious smile cracked upon his lips. “Ah. I can see you haven’t come alone young man.”

All his life he had heard talk of the plains that had no end, and of Indians and buffalo and all the creatures that lived on them. Mr. Gus had even talked of great bears, so thick that bullets couldn’t kill them, and deerlike creatures called elk, twice the size of ordinary deer. Now, in only a few days, he would be going north, a prospect so exciting that for hours at a stretch he was taken away from himself, into imaginings. He continued to do his normal work, although his mind wasn’t really on it. He could

They are talking about our future performance at the upcoming Freshmen's Night. When we got to our destination,we went straight to the bookstore. I also don’t know why we went straight here. It seems like our feet have already decided where to go even though we weren't talking. "Are you going to buy anything here?" Renjo asked. "No. We'll just smell the book pages." Mace said seriously as she started opening various books. I wanted to laugh at Renjo's face because he was obviously weirded by Mace's answer. But instead of laughing, I just started looking for a book.

Thank you all for reading my book. This is my second book on good novel and I hope you all enjoy it. 'Quagmire' is a romance novel which possesses a lot of twists, turns, complications but still enough romance to keep it interesting and thrilling. The book is an entire work of fiction and is not intended to make mockery or downgrade any kind of individual.

He acted like we had never met before. “What’s your name?” He asked. “Snow, and you? I asked him. “Damien. I’m not from around here, just passing through.” He said. “Me too. Where are you from?” I asked. “Maine, actually.” He said. “Oh, I have never been.” I said. “It’s beautiful, you should visit sometime.” He replied. “If work takes me there then maybe I will.” I replied.

Lily stretched out her arms, fluttering like a butterfly on the soft flower bed. "Stop." Suddenly, with a loud scream, Elias pulled Lily's arm from the flowers. Lily couldn't help but look at Elias in surprise. He quickly explained: "Do you see those yellow flowers?" Lily nodded, and Elias continued to explain: "It's a carnivorous flower. If you touch it lightly, it can eat a piece of your flesh." Lily took a few steps back in fear. Venn looked at Lily's expression and laughed. Lily didn't understand why the two of them were laughing, but feeling like she was being tricked, she turned around angrily and walked forward.

John replied that that was ok and left the room. Again, the three little investors took there place just like morning. They were looking at here and there around them and sometimes with the binocular. Jerry was looking at the lake and realize that he never seen any movement of the water in the lake. Then he talked with the other two. They were confused whether they have focused on that or not. They were looking at each other. Their faces were seemed like they were happy thinking that they have found out something. In the meantime, they heard a light sparking sound. They noticed that it was coming from an electric transmitter that was behind the lake. And suddenly they heard a vey loud sound.

“What’s Rodyn’s connection to the dragons?” Emory asked impatiently. Instead of replying, Dante took her hand and laced his fingers into hers, then led her toward the gate. Even though impatience cawed at her, she followed him. Growing up, her mom always joked that she had ants in her pants because she could never sit still. Always in a hurry to get to the next thing. That was before she lost her parents in Suvaria. She’d learned to appreciate the simple things since then, like the sun setting over the mountains of Broiia, and the sound of her father’s voice. Everything else seemed so trivial now.