Juniper Hill Book Novels & Stories

He is being bombarded with questions. “That was cold my precious jewel.” Dylan whispers. I shrug my shoulders as I sit back down on his lap. A shiver spreads down my body when he kisses my neck. I lean back and relax as I watch our family grill Riley about Janessya. He tells them she will be at the Barbie and they will meet her then.

Mya was shocked when she heard all this and said, “Looks like Hannibal left this book for the future development of Wyvern Peak, but unfortunately, it fell into the hands of the outlanders.” Adrian did not answer this but asked, “What does the book contain, Kayn?” “Hannibal prophesied that Wyvern Peak would be dissolved a hundred years later, but there was no specific date mentioned. All he wrote was that the one who would quell this chaos was a woman by the name of Juno.” “Go on,” Adrian commanded.

JUNIPER. ‘He was mine, and I was. Our worlds were different, but somehow it managed to collide, and together. We formed something so beautiful...’ I snapped the book shut, feeling the air whooshed out of me. I have finally completed the romance novel that Cleo brought for me in order not to be bored.

I don’t know where else would I go if mom takes a leap away from my life. Martha probably sleeps well now tonight. I can go there to have someone to talk to about all of this day but the night has run too deep for now. I wish someone I trust was here. I pull the letter that I found on my mother’s table while I was sorting it from my pocket. It says there’s a lightning that stroke on a hill at that’s where the Kurim lies. A hill. If somebody knows already about the whereabouts of Kurim, then they must have go for it. What is stopping them to do it? If they truly care for this land, then why don’t they step up? Who are they waiting for? My mother? Again?

Although she felt the need to rest after several hours of searching, however, she figured the books in the shelf appeared scathless and well positioned. “Why put it here when you wouldn't read it.” she spoke under her breath, a flash of curiosity glinted in her eyes as she moved closer to it. After all, Karl was away from home and wouldn't return any time soon. The thought increased her confidence level and in a split second she randomly took out one. ‘Chronicles of torment’ it read, Karl had initially buried its identity among others. Her finger flipped the pages cursorily, only to behold bizarre images of devices used to torture people.

The housekeeper tottered into the manor. Everyone in the Hill family was astounded. Lea stared at Shaun as if he was a psycho. “For Catherine, you’ve joined hands with outsiders to attack us?” Old Madam Hill lamented. “Shaun, you really let me down.” “Are you insistent on blocking my way?” Shaun was in no mood to babble with them anymore. Old Master Hill nearly coughed blood, but he could not do anything to stop him. At that moment, all he could do was let him pass.

It seemed desolate, as if Jeniece had never come back since that day. A rusted rack caught his attention, and upon it lay a pile of books, their covers worn and edges worn. He reached for one, its brittle pages crumbling in his hands, each page stained with the yellow hue of age. These books, ancient and forgotten, held secrets that had been hidden in plain sight, truths we had been blind to. Just as Hunter began to delve into the faded words, a shiver ran down his spine. He wasn't alone. Instinctively, he spun around, his whip slicing through the air with deadly speed. But before the whip could find its mark, it was caught mid-strike.

The tires skidded on loose gravel. Then—the ground disappeared. Juniper’s scream ripped through the air as the Jeep launched off the edge of the cliff. Weightless. Falling. The night swallowed them whole. The Fall Wind howled past. Juniper clawed at Adrian, gripping his arm so tightly her nails dug in. The Jeep plummeted. Air rushed in through the broken windshield. Then—impact. The tires slammed onto a steep dirt slope. The Jeep bounced—hard. Juniper’s head whipped forward. Her seatbelt caught, yanking her back just before she smashed into the front seat.

With that in mind, they would have to spend two whole days on the road… While Gerald speedily drove along the highway, Juno—who was seated at the shotgun seat—passed the time by reading a book entitled, ‘Yin and Yang Theory’, that she had borrowed from Rey’s house. It was a while later when Juno closed the book for a moment… And it was also then when she realized something. “…Say, the book doesn’t specify who the author is!” muttered Juno. “Yeah, I realized that too. I wonder if they just forgot to add the author’s name in while publishing it…” replied Rey who had evidently realized that much earlier on, though he didn’t particularly find it noteworthy.

“Tell me. Why would it make me hold her back? I already said before that I don’t take what belongs to others. I told that fucker that I will help him get his girl back. you really think I will keep her with me knowing she belongs to another?” Hillan asked. “You might be tempted if I told you what happened.” Julia went on. She was really good at keeping suspense. No wonder her books are so full of suspense. “Just tell me already.” Hillan said impatiently. “Well, our girl is a healer and the blood you see is mine. I cut myself twice and she healed me,” Julia explained. Hillan looked to me for an answer and I nodded. “Really? Did you know before?”