Kamyaka Forest Novels & Stories

The trees swayed and I saw a few cats playing with each other. "Yeah?" He said, his voice muffled as well. "Wait till you see the actual place." And we were silent for a while until I saw a sign. "Hot air balloon festival? You're taking me on an air hot air balloon?" "Yeah." Brayden laughed as he slowed the bike down. "Pretty cool, huh?" And we stopped in what seems like a field. The balloons were huge with variety of colors. I was so amused and amazed that Brayden would actually do something like this for me.

MARCH 23, 2013 | 1:32am — INT. EURO CREEK. BATHURST ISLAND, AUSTRALIA. HIDDEN RESERVE. NIGHT. In a closed-off quad, hidden under a dense canopy of trees, a campground glistens under the orange lights of fluorescent lightbulbs. Strewn about on dried out branches, and erected beams made from thick bamboo. They are reinforced by rocks and anchors of smaller wood nailed around their legs.

I searched a lot about this. After all, I was planning to leave the Maximillian Kingdom and go live in the UK. Who would have thought that my knowledge of this would come in hand like this? I doubt the other girls knew all of this. I kept going. "Now, the Kimaya Kingdom is the one famous for its beaches, it doesn't rain often, but when it does, it doesn't flood as Uzuri does, and this territory is also known for its never-ending summer because it's never cold in there. On the other hand, the Accorsa Queendom is known for its never-ending winter, its mountains, frozen lakes, and snowy weather; not to mention its famous volcano that is used to warm the hot springs, that is, pools of warm water

If Zimicah is viewed on the highest mountain in the area, the people would say that it is a lovely paradise. The dense colourful forests gave an aesthetic effect that attracted most animals and varieties of birds, some white, pink, black any kind that could be found on the planet earth. They could be in different sizes, some giants and some small. All the impossible could be seen on this tiny nation.

"Are you going to the forest?" asked a 12-year-old boy. "Stay at home. I have to look for mushrooms and some medicinal plants to sell. I will be back before midnight." Arya Santanu said goodbye to his younger brother named Raka Caraka. The village where they lived was called Kulon Anyar. It is located in the western part of the island of Yawadwipa. He had to take a path from the village to the forest on Mount Kulon. The place was not far from his village.

She had also found a deep connection to the land and a sense of purpose that transcended her royal duties. As Cynthia and Kamila ventured deeper into the heart of the royal jungle, a sense of wonder and reverence washed over Cynthia. The towering trees that surrounded them reached for the heavens, their massive trunks adorned with vines and moss, like ancient sentinels guarding the secrets of the forest. Sunlight filtered through the dense canopy above, casting enchanting dappled patterns on the forest floor.

Clayton and Camden hopped onto the vehicle as they set off toward the pack house. As they drove to the pack house Camden took in all the beautiful sights. The forest here was different to the one in the Silver Pine Pack territory. The trees smelled different and there were huge, glorious mountains here. It was truly a breathtaking sight. "You OK?" Clayton whispered in her ear. She looked at him and nodded, a small smile playing on her lips, reassured by his presence.

Len, Saka, Kimi, and I stood there looking at them. "I want one." Len mind linked. Cade warned me, "Kaya, you can't hunt on that slope; the rocks give out easily." I told my friends, who hesitated but retreated. They knew better than to hunt on unsteady ground. Kimi complained over the link, "Kaya, find us something good." I sniffed. "Okay, I smell something else. Big, but also, I have no idea what it is, but it is not coming from the slope, and it is by." I sniffed again. "By a herd of elk." Saka practically pranced as we chased the smell.

He cannot find the words to say and the only thing that he wanted to is graduate and helps his sick grandmother. The library is silent as usual but this silence is making his heart jump every time his feet are taking him to that spot. He looks to his phone and the only thing he knew is he needs to sign that. He is afraid and he don't wanted his mother to know this. He needs to solve this discreetly! He gaze to the table where there is a clipped folder on it. Sam rush and when he sees a logo of the CAM he knew it is what the CEO is talking about.

Though, fear could easily creep in when blank patches are present in one's memory. "Where are we?" My defense mechanisms fired up at warp speed. Had he found me? Was the Agent dead? She looked young, an undeniable similarity to the kidnapped school girls in Shekau's reach. At that thought, a series of alarms blasted in my head and my feet backtracked a few times as the sight of the girl didn't look anything benign-like anymore. "This is Pulka, a village East of the Mandara, which also closes in on the Cameroonian borders," she revealed but that hadn't done anything to ease my nervousness because all the villages around the Sambisa were still the Jama'atus territory.