Loud House Camp Mga Nobela at Kwento

Lucas is still there waiting for me to come out. It took us almost two hours before we arrived at the place. This place is still part of western Oregon. This land is still being controlled by Hector's pack. Werewolves inspects us at the entrance before we were allowed to get in. In the camp, there are many tents all over the place. Dad told me, there were more or less 18 packs joined together to defeat Lucas. Hector and his pack will lead us. I felt nervous as we went inside the camp. Everyone was busy preparing for the pack war that will happen two days from now.

"Our campsite is on Havana Mountain, and we've already spoken with the staff there, who have consented. All we have to do now is keep the mountain clean." He went into greater detail about what we will be doing on Havana Mountain. He's now talking about the stuff we'll need at the campsite after describing everything. "As a result, the corporation has already paid for the tents and hotel accommodations. We just need food, prizes, the major prizes are held by Haru, Wade, and me, so we only need minor prizes, games, and, of course, the campfire. So, first and foremost, suggestions are now being accepted, so we'll going to talk about the foods first," Employees raised their hands to provide com

With his hand on his chest to stop his heart from beating so loudly, he ran back to his tent to wrap himself in his blanket. "Good morning, everyone! Hope you had a great night rest? I'm sure you all did cause I can see how wide some of you are smiling. Well, it's the last day of our two day class trip and yes, it's filled it another line up of fun things to do." The crowd roared in excitement as their instructor spoke. "Other than the most anticipated campfire at night, there's other events for today. The major one being a sports competition. There would be just four houses- Ruby, Sapphire, Emerald and Amber. The team selection process would be different this time but you get to have a hous

Chloe’s POV The sun barely broke the skyline when I woke up. The city below us was just starting to stir. Horns echoed faintly in the distance, and light from streetlamps still flickered like they hadn’t gotten the memo that it was morning. The safehouse Lucas brought us to was tucked between two old warehouses in the industrial part of the city. It looked abandoned from the outside, but inside—it was wired. Cameras, sensors, reinforced walls. Someone had spent time turning it into a fortress.