Long Bright River Novels & Stories

The man was wearing all black and the aura on the man felt so mysterious. In the end, Lux arrived in front of Codeland Plaza. She stood up and stopped from her way, “Huft … I've finally arrived. Luckily, I wasn't late." Then, Lux entered Codeland Plaza which is a mall in Heward city. The blonde-haired girl saw the presence of a girl she knew very well. Girl with shoulder-length short sport gray hair with dark gray eyes, Rosa Charde. She was Lux's best friend who had been waiting for Lux's arrival. Rosa who looks feminine who wears a pinafore dress and a cherry red beret hat on her head. Don't forget, she wears azalea-colored kitten heels.

At night, she hears whispers in the water. On the third night, Evelyn sees a flickering light drifting down the river. She follows it—drawn by something she doesn’t understand—and finds a wooden boat with a burning lantern and an old journal inside. The pages are filled with entries from a woman named Alara who speaks of binding spells, river spirits, and a curse upon her bloodline. The last page is stained and unreadable

I stumbled, trying to pull away, but then— "Whoa…" I whispered in shock. Last night, I hadn’t been able to see anything. It had been too dark, the only sound was rushing water. But now, in daylight, I finally saw it— A massive river, winding through the valley like a giant silver serpent. The water was so clear, it reflected the soft golden sunlight. Beyond it, mountains rose high into the sky, their peaks veiled in a thin mist. Tall trees framed the entire view, making the place look wild and untouched.

Sure enough, he was silhouetted against the night sky and the bioluminescent glow of the lighting that the Mer used around their campsites, looking out towards the river. They had crossed it before setting up camp, and the boats they had used were tied to the bank, the flow of the water gurgling against the hulls. Their squadron had been called back, towards the coast, and from their position, Lyric could see a glow on the horizon in that direction. She was not familiar enough with the area to know what town’s lights were causing the glow. Trayrock was further upstream on this side, but there were dozens of tiny towns that circled the big ones, relics of the original colonization of the land

And she wandered off again. Something was wrong. But what? It was only a matter of time before we arrived at Red River. Known to be one of Dark Moon's most popular tourist attractions, Red River - as the name implied - was a river that rushed with light red (or pink) water, which was known for its warmth and sweetness no matter the time of day. Its shore was surrounded with trees, and benches were situated at regular meters for tourists to sit and watch the beautiful sight. The boys ran off once we got down from the car, and I had the guards chase after them to make sure they didn't wander too far from us.

Yet that fact might be too good for me to have. “Look at that.” A sudden loud voice from a distance. Lights and the roaring engine of bikes echoes. I stop running, a bit blinded by the headlights, but then once more washed with fear from the voices and words. “Woah! Would you look at that!” “What a price for tonight!” “We hit the jackpot boys!”

he said, defiant. “Link some of your guys, see what they’re saying,” I said. He nodded. “Greg’s location is empty too, about four miles west of here,” he said, looking deep in thought. “Is that one special,” I asked. “Hell yeah, it overlooks the river and we always, always have that under a minimum of four guards at all times. You could have anyone just come in off a boat, bringing who knows what,” he said. Hmm. Most packs aggressively guarded any water spots near their borders, that was true.

I shrugged and trudged up the stairs. After I was ready for work, I headed out to the truck. It was a big, black, 1998 lifted Chevy Silverado, with a crew cab. It had huge spotlights on the top of the truck. It made it easier to drive in the dark. River had this truck since he was fifteen. He did a lot of work on it. I didn't blame him for not getting rid of it. ***

He repeated in terror. "Mom?" "Mommy?" "..." ... ... It was noon, the time that the majority of the Dragon Tribe's members tended to take a brief siesta to regain the power they had lost from the morning's laborious jobs. It was also at this time that the village was at its quietest state during the daylight. Only some distant giggles could be heard from time to time, coming from the children playing blithely out in the open. "They arrived! The Tiger Tribe arrived!"

When it came time to fill out our college applications, my family focused all their attention on my brother, who suffered from severe claustrophobia. My mother pored over the dorm room sizes at several universities in our city. "Let's just stay local," she said. "It's closer to home, and it'll be easier to take care of Cyrus." Maya Simmons, my girlfriend of three years, even changed her first choice, giving up a university where she had planned to study political science and law in favor of a local teachers college. "Don't worry, Mrs. Lockwood," she said. "I'll stay here and keep him company. I'll look after Cyrus for you throughout all four years of college." My father looked at her, v