Light To The Hills Novels & Stories

Brooklyn's POV: Where Emily took me there was not a lake or a forest, it was a hill at the north of Aries Pack. The hills were small, the high hills had the same height as a building which had 4 or 5 floors, they looked like a maze when we looked at them from a distance. Emily and I were standing in the doorway of the Hills. She took a letter out of her arms. It was written by her. "I got it in the mail this morning."

Brenda 'Pov: Fiona's house is at the top of the hill. The foothills and slopes were carpeted with green grass and flowers. The grass looked blue at night, and the moonlight cast a white glow on the tips of the leaves. Occasionally there are a few fluorescent flashes in the grass, so that people can not tell whether it is the stars in the sky or lying on the grass of the firefly. I'm a little afraid to come forward.

“Do you like…have a different conception of what ‘just’ means? Or ‘that’? Or ‘hill’?” Midnight grins at him. “Oh Jesse, you’re so funny,” she sighs, turning back around and continuing to hike. “Seriously, it’s just over this hill.” “Oh my god,” Jesse mumbles, scraping his hand down his face. “Does that mean…eight more hours? Over a mountain? Beneath a mountain?” “No!” Midnight laughs, turning to beam at him, ridiculously energetic after such a long trek. “Seriously, Jesse, just one more hill I promise.”

May kalayuan ang apartment ko rito pero ayos na rin ito, hindi na rin naman ako nakakapag exercise lately. I should be home pero hindi ko alam kung bakit mas pinili ng mga paa kong magpunta rito sa burol (hill). Ever since I was a kid, city lights became my comfort. I remember noong grade six ako, tumakas ako ng bahay para lang pumunta sa burol at makita ang liwanag ng syudad. Hindi ko alam kung ilang minuto o oras akong nakatitig doon. I have so many things to do at home pero I really want to relax first.

Mathew said as he walked, "Isn't Hill House the coldest place in the world? A place forgotten by the gods. After all, what do you want to find in a place that even the gods forget?” “The precious wine of Apollo; I heard that this precious bottle of wine is buried at the top of Hill, which is covered with white snow and is uninhabited!” Hector panted, perhaps because the two had to go a long way and the road in the Forbidden forest was also very steep, so walking became more difficult.

I just bottled up what happened and kept it moving Tory was the only one I talked to and vice versa that made us become closer I really feel like she’s my brother mate and scared to find out I plan on getting them around each other to find out but Tory doesn’t let much slip past her other then the dreams and my behavior lately no one even noticed anything was wrong but inside I was dying in darkness stuck in my own mind not knowing what to do afterwards I didn’t want to get in trouble for leaving pack lands My father would never let me leave his site again if he found out I felt as if I was spiraling out of control trying to keep it to myself but now I see the light A Red Burning light and a

I felt an instant urge to go to that hilltop. “Tomorrow morning, let’s ride up to that hill,” I told Nisim. He agreed. To our far right, that was, to the western end of the colony there was another small hill – Nisim said that it was called Sarania Hills. The perfectly round shaped, tangerine sun was gently hiding itself behind that hill. With the bright brownish yellow sky at the backdrop, it looked beautiful. Breath-taking!

One moment I’d been swallowed by the darkness, and the next it was nowhere to be seen. Light assaulted my eyes, carrying with it colors so vibrant they practically glowed. Sprawling hills of emerald grass wove in and out of the land in all directions, topped with lush trees whose branches dipped and bowed, providing soothing patches of shade to escape in when the sun became too unbearable.

numb night. “I don’t want to create another pack,” I said. “No,” Nora whispered, holding my hands close, “You’re creating something better.” The moon was a pale promise against the horizon, silver light pulling shadows across the frost-crusted trees and ridge beyond. From our overlook above Ember Hills, our village glowed from lanterns draped between trees and hearth fires flickering in the distance. Laughter rose from the valley below like an offering.

KAEL By sunrise, the hills beyond Blackridge were covered with warriors. I had climbed the wall before the sun fully cleared the horizon, half-hoping the reports Ronan brought me in the night had been exaggerated by darkness and distance the way things sometimes were. They hadn't been. If anything, the daylight made it worse, stripping away any comfort that shadow might have offered and showing me exactly how many banners now stretched across the valley floor, further than I could count from where I stood.