Lone Survivor Book Novels & Stories

He always got tense when I mentioned about wanting to leave. “I've been meaning to ask you.” I spoke looking at my hands so he wouldn't see the scared look in my eye. “You have told me of packs and communities. Places people are born too. I'm born to nowhere. Is there anywhere for...” I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. “For someone like me? Somewhere for abandoned wolves? Somewhere that is safe?” This was playing on my mind a lot over the last few days. Both Liam and Alice explained to me about Rogue wolves, how they live in isolation and kill and cause chaos. I didn't want to become a rogue.

Blake said and put the gun in his pocket. Troy and Blake unloaded the sack from the back of the SUV and carried it into the camper while Lexi stood outside getting wet. She thought about running, but she knew she wouldn’t get that far in the dark without them catching her. Troy had put the key to the SUV in his pocket. Blake might be attracted to her, but he was unstable. She knew Blake would kill her if she caused trouble. Blake hopped out of the camper. He rounded around to face her. His eyes scaled her body. “All right, Lexi, get in.”

She rolled her eyes but put the gun on its stand. ‘It is unloaded, and the safety is on. It isn’t my first time holding a gun.’ She said, reaching for the MRE packets and reading them. I went to the small bathroom and checked the faucet and lo and behold there was running water still. Alice came to see when she heard the sound of water. ‘What is that place?’ She signed her eyes wide with wonder and excitement. I chuckled. “I think this place belonged to one of those survivalists, but I guess he wasn’t living in this world anymore.” Alice hummed and went back to the supply room.

Suddenly, he felt a strange vibration throughout his body and looked up to see unfamiliar words written on the cave wall. With a burst of light, the words disappeared, and he saw the light shoot up to the moon, surrounded by a shimmering dance of stars. He followed the light until he found himself in the maternity ward of Corer Hospital. The light stopped at Ward 119, and he heard the cry of a newborn baby.

I could only hope that she would have settled in again by tonight, because otherwise I would be allowed to sleep on the couch one night again - and it was really uncomfortable. Sighing, I leaned back and opened the completely tattered book again, which I actually already knew by heart. But I wanted to repeat as much as possible today so that I could get off to a good start tomorrow. I ran my finger over the familiar table of contents. Foreword, evolution, instinct, social life, physiology, reproduction, ancestry, stem groups and subspecies. How many times had I made this movement with my finger? I couldn't count it anymore, but it was like a little ritual I had to go through before I could s

"Why are you still hanging around here? Do you really think Evelyn will fall for you eventually?" I frowned as I said, "I'll be leaving very soon." Julian let out a cold laugh. "Why should I believe you? I won't believe it unless you're dead!" Before I could react, he shoved me hard down the mountain. I grabbed his wrist with instinct and dragged him down with me. Snow came crashing down and buried us under. Pain ripped through my body. When I was still in a daze, I heard Evelyn arrive with the rescue team. One of the rescuers told her, "Based on their level of injuries, the person on the right should be rescued first. He's badly hurt and close to getting a shock. The one on the left isn't i

He was alone. "The others," I whispered. "Where are they?" He shook his head. His eyes were wide—too wide—as if he had seen something that had no shape and no name. "Snowslide. Came down the east face. They're gone. I'm the only survivor." He pulled me out of the tent before I could ask more. His hands were cold, so cold, but his grip was iron. He dragged me into the storm. "Liam, stop! We have to wait out the storm—"

¶We create our fate every Day...most of ills we Suffer from are directly Traceable to our own Behaviour.¶ - Henry Miller * * * ** ¶Neil PoV¶ To say, shocked was an understatement for me, seeing Ronin back into Aiyla's life was a big surprise for me which I did not expect to happen at least not in this life. But I guess my thoughts were wrong and here he is standing in front of me holding Aiyla in front of me.

, Croads, a middle-aged woman with brown hair and glasses, said. Except, it's not. She's dealing with enough right now. "Are you close with the victim?", SSA Briggs questioned, looking at me curiously. Briggs is practically a teenager, with shaggy blonde hair, very thin. "She's not a victim. Don't call her that. Her name is Amelia, and she's a survivor", I couldn't stop the words from flowing from my mouth. "The only one", Briggs uttered. "So you are close to her? Have you considered that being the reason for not catching him yet?", Croads said coldly. "Croads", Loveless snapped, shaking his head at her.

Ruben asks, and my heart leaps for the first time in days before jealous rage begins to fill my veins? My mate is living with another male. Alone with another wolf..wait...wolf. A Lone Wolf! Very few Lone Wolves survive, and when they do...Agent Tran. "That bastard. NO. DON'T GO NEAR THE CABIN. LEAVE NO TRAILS. I WILL BE THERE SOON," I shout as realization dawns on me like the rising sun.