Long Bright River Novels & Stories

On the screen, Eric was by the river, watching the sunset, when out of nowhere, someone pushed him from behind, sending him tumbling into the water. I was just walking by when the same person pushed me too. I could not swim, but I managed to give the only log I found in the river to Eric, while I started sinking slowly to the riverbed. "Look at the person who pushed you. Doesn't that figure look familiar? Even with a hat on, doesn't it remind you of Yvonne?"

She promised to tell me everything when we went home in a few weeks. I had been taking it slow for almost 2 weeks, but I really wanted to go on a hike with Charlotte and Emma. This time Charlotte promised to join us so we wouldn’t get lost again. The Iron River had a great spot for picknick’s near the river, but so did the Blood River. It was actually the same river that ran through both packs, but the Iron River was named this way because they located iron there decades ago. The Blood River pack was named this way, because there had been a huge battle near the river which made the river turn red with blood temporally.

They love their power too much to let that seat go unfilled. Our march forward is slow, but steady, and as soon as we enter the treeline, the branches and trunks provide our weary ears with some relief. Finally able to clear my head, I look around, allowing my eyes to adjust to the darkness. Up ahead, shining like a gem, is the Crystal River. The Merriweather is the only ship in dock, welcoming us, promising smooth sailing downriver until we reach the River Nexus and the Bone Palace. Once we’ve passed the village of the River Keepers, we’ll be safely out to sea, where, hopefully, Ona waits with reinforcements.

The girl threw herself off the bridge, her white dress billowing like a butterfly with broken wings. The foam disappeared into the river. In the crowded traffic on the bridge, the busy night scene mixed with the tired eyes of people returning home, leaving only the white figure behind. The waning moon hung blood red in the dark sky like a theatrical curtain. The bat wings twisted and turned, creating a dark and eerie dance. Parker looked down at the gloomy river, where passing cars' headlights flickered briefly before disappearing. The water was black and cold, giving the impression of staring into an abyss without a bottom.

Tate’s worried expression greeted me. I forced a smile. I have to show that I am strong and that I can temporarily be their source of strength while we are still looking for Alpha Lennox. “You okay?” “I am. Thanks for the clothes.” He glanced at me. “It fits.” Looking around, I asked, “Where are we again?” “The Dark River. One of the deepest rivers in the country.” The Dark River was rumored to be the most number of people having suicidal attempts by throwing their own car here.

The air was alive with the sounds of jubilation and celebration as thousands of human inhabitants streamed back into their beloved riverine city. My gaze shifted to the river that flowed through the heart of Binnanlester, its tranquil waters reflecting the crimson hues of the moon that still held its ethereal presence in the daytime sky. It was a reminder of the trials we had faced, the sacrifices we had made, and the indomitable spirit that had guided us through the darkest of times.

Emily and Ryan both reached the venue at Brook mansion. Just like Ryan, Brook's is also very richest in the city but not as Bond. They are well known prestigious family because of their army background. Every member of Brook's family is well known army chief and on high ranking. But only Adam is the one who likes business more than the army. So he joined Ryan's company to prepare himself for became a businessman in near future. Emily saw the beauty of the mansion through the window of the car and was astonished. It was a very beautiful royal mansion. It was very well decorated, beautifully seeing this Emily felt like herself a cinderella, again. She is amused seeing the beauty of the mansion

"The more the merrier." We run at breakneck speed until we get to the river. We shift back to our human forms, grab some shorts from the lockbox at the edge of the woods, and sit on the river bank. The river has a high iron content which makes the water turn red with rust. It looks like blood, hence the Blood River pack name. Not nearly as ominous as the rumors would have you think. "So break it down for me, Bronx. What's her deal?" Reggie asks. I light a cigarette and explain everything I am able to piece together from Lenora, the Silver Moon pack, what happened while I was at their packhouse, and what the doctors said.

I swallowed hard and do as stated; a bit shy that Kuya David caught me staring at Triton… “I still couldn’t get used in the world of these normal people; it is way different from our world. The way of living is different, unlike from the countrymen of Hanyang.” Minseo kept his gaze on the sky. In their world, the sky looks so mesmerizing but in this realm, their sky looks awful. At night time, there are no visible stars that could be seen, but in Hanyang, the stars are skinning so bright up the sky. He wonders what they could have been doing there. Was there any celebration now that the headache of the palace is gone? How’s Jun, the Queen, and his play dolls there?

Jordan Ford lost a bet, and I was forced to remove my makeup in front of everyone. The whole crowd goaded me on while his friends laughed especially loudly. “Don’t be a buzzkill. Eira already did it. “Come on, Clara! You’re not chickening out, are you?” Three years prior, I had saved Jordan from a car accident. Glass shards cut my face and left a scar that could barely be concealed with makeup. “Go on, remove it.” Through the smoke, his gaze met mine with nothing but casual indifference. I dragged a makeup-removing wipe across my face, again and again, revealing the ugly scar. “It’s just makeup. Quit being so dramatic. “You killed my mother back then. That scar is just a light price