Lonely Town Novels & Stories

To ensure that they would be prepared for any unexpected attacks, the trio brought guns and extra green liquid in case they became stranded on the mountainside before setting out on their journey. The town was a small mountain town with only three to four human inhabitants, all of whom were hidden and had been in contact with June since the beginning of the year. However, it was now a shambles of debris and abandoned buildings and houses scattered throughout the street, with only a handful of humans left in the area. The town was nothing like it was before. However, despite the fact that it appeared to be nothing more than a ghost town, the empty town was more than a desolate area; it had it

I have been a lone wolf since the alpha of the Moon Shadow pack disbanded and disowned me from the pack a hundred years ago because of my special and reliable ability that is one-of-a-kind; knowing everyone's truth and lies. "A hundred thousand dollars in exchange for the truth." I generously propose to the middle-aged man in front of me. "Excuse me?" asks the man before he glues his feet on the ground. He was simply passing through the corner of the same road with me but ended up getting a surprise proposal. Similar to this young woman with him, they convey these weird looks that are telling me that I might be some kind of psychopath or lunatic who wanders the street and randomly attacks an

Cammie has tried to make some conversation along the way, but Robins mind is preoccupied with thoughts of town, and how dangerous and stupid this trip could turn out to be for Cammie. Once they reach town, Cammie can see it’s a quiet sleepy hollow little country town. There are a few houses scattered along the outskirts of town, and as they drive through town she can see theres only one street going straight through the middle of town. Robin drives the truck up to and parks out front a store. Cammie reads the dated brown signage, ‘Mountain Gear Outfitters’.

“Thank goodness they finally found another helper. I’ve been alone here for ages, and it’s so hard being the only person handling all the customers.” Lorraine brush the top of her forehead with a sigh, rolling her eyes with a playful smile as she talked. “Yeah, I didn’t know this place had so many people.” She admits. Even with the town being in the middle of nowhere. The number of patrons on that going in and out of the establishment was astonishing. One would think it surrounded by lush forest, mountains, and large rivers wouldn’t have that size of a population. “Well, silent ridge is quite a big place. Of course, you won’t see most of the folks around here, since they live far from the to

"Then you are in for a treat. I will order us fried chicken. He whipped out his cell phone and dialed one number, ordering food to be delivered to their spot. Selene stared at him in wonder, still awed by everything that was so naturally accomplished by him. Power, resources, and especially ultimately, he was kind to things that had always been so decidedly denied her; she had lived her life under the 'jag' of Jackson and Tiffany, who had made sure she never experienced more than the bare minimum. While they waited for their food to arrive, Alexander leaned back onto the blanket, an appearance of relaxed ease about him. "Tell me about your wolf," he said, his voice light with curiosity.

The town was small… a scattering of buildings that were nestled against a backdrop of dark pines trees and the roar of a mighty river nearby. It was the kind of place that looked forgotten by time itself, and that was the first location they chose to begin their search. Mara came out of the car beside Damon, pulling her hood up to partially cover her face. “This town is mostly a quiet nomad’s safe haven. It mostly consists of rogues passing through or hiding from packs. Nobody stays here long enough to ask dangerous questions.”

But it was just her and was big enough. At least her home was nice, and in a good part of town. Everyone in her neighborhood was nice and when she would be outside would wave and say hello and ask her how she was. It was great, except lately she'd been getting very lonely. She'd even been thinking about going to a bar in another town, to have a one night stand.

POV ESMERAY Oakhaven wasn’t on any map I had ever studied. It was a ghost town draped in the heavy, humid silence of the valley, a collection of sun-bleached buildings that looked like they were held together by rust and secrets. But as the Phantoms’ engines cut out in front of a nondescript storefront with boarded-up windows, the town came alive. Shadowy figures appeared in doorways, their hands near their waists, their eyes scanning the road for feds. This was a Phantom town—a sanctuary built on loyalty and the cold hard cash Ruan Montague provided.

" We hold hands to navigate the crowd together, many unfortunately following us to the little building with merchandise and tickets. Off to the corner is a small concession stand, and we kill the wait by snacking and doodling in my sketchpad. Soon the engine and horn of the train can be heard. Chey wipes her crumby fingers on my dress and I playfully glare. We end up moving seats to am area where we can have a wall at our back. So many people roam about back and fourth from the gift area, some even knocking over our luggage. One particular strange man stands put above the rest, older and intriguing. A bit arrogant in his stride. He brushes too close to me in passing and I shudder. "There it

These people always have a great fun by teasing others no one shows interest to do friendship with me infact I too don't have any interest to do friendship with anyone I love to keep myself mysterious I never let someone to enter into my boundaries the one they think is not me I know what I'm but there is no need to others to know about me Loneliness is my partner calmness is my soul Lonely are the nights Lonely are the days Lonely am I, in so many ways Lonely are the seasons Lonely are the years So lonely am I that brings tears Lonely is this place Lonely is my life Lonely am I,that I reach for a knife Lonely is this court room Lonely is my sentence So lonely am I that ask for repentance .