Miracle Creek: A Novel Novels & Stories

"Maybe it'll keep you awake. Or scare you more so that sleep eludes better." His hand hovered over the bronze clasp of the drawer as he pulled the book to him. He knew Nathaniel would be livid if he pried into his papers...but that was a small risk if these pages yielded nothing. Still. This time, new information danced before him. Rather like a good novel, he saw different things. The words were blurred as if water had made the ink run. A high possibility when all was considered. '...a mighty Great President of Hell, having thirty legions of demons under his command...he giveth true answers about hidden treasures; he reveals where serpents can be seen and delivers them harmless...'

Inside me there was a mixture of respect, excitement and fear for the immense god of the waters. When I came out of the sea, it felt like I had expelled an immense amount of water, stagnant and rotten, from inside my lungs. It was like breathing again. I grabbed my clothes and walked to the car. I went to my house, a refuge where I projected all my happiness. I took a shower and threw myself on the bed. I dreamed about Manuela. She entered the room and walked slowly to our bed. He climbed on top of me, sitting on my lap. I opened my eyes and saw her smiling. Multicolored butterflies swirled all over her body as sunlight flooded the room. A bright light spread through the room and she silentl

Thunder rumbled in the distance, but all the electricity I felt was between our bodies as he pumped inside me, over and over, pushing me higher until I sat on the edge of the sweetest oblivion. He thrust deep, and I gasped as the spasm took over. My core quivered. My blood rushed like a hot stream of molten lava. I gasped and bolted upright. I wasn't in a field in Italy. I was in my bed. In San Diego. I had just had an erotic dream about my boss.

"It also means Creek is more right to be afraid of you than even he knows." We walked back toward the compound together and the afternoon light was pale and cold and the trees stood dark and tall on every side and for a moment I felt genuinely, completely, dangerously hopeful. Then Mira appeared in the compound doorway. Her face stopped me before she said a single word. Mira had a healer's face, trained over decades to stay calm in front of patients regardless of what she was feeling underneath. I had seen that face hold steady through things that would have broken most people.

Landon opened the door of his car but before he could get in, I called his name and smiled. "Thank you." "Yeah, yeah, whatever." I watched his car drive away and his hand waving. I waved back at him and sighed deeply before turning to look at where Miracle is staying. "I will never give up on my miracle." I went back to my car to look for a nearby motel to sleep and I came back early in the morning. I waited outside Miracle's mini apartment and she was so shocked when she saw me. "What are you doing here, Hawk?!" She exclaimed and I smiled innocently.

He raised his hand and the weapon flew back into his grasp and he ran after them. Not having any other choice, the kids got in the stranger's car and he drove away fast enough to avoid being caught by the assassin. "Are you guys okay?" The stranger asked. "Yeah, thanks for helping us," Joe said, out of breath. "Who are you and who was that person that was chasing us?" Lydia asked from behind. "My name's Micah Jameson and that person that was chasing you was a Ginx," Michael said. "A what?" Kurt asked. "A Ginx. A magical warrior from Troleyadia, sent here to find the twin seeds of Eyah and by the looks of it, kill them," Micah said.

It was a scene straight out of a storybook, and I couldn’t help but feel grateful to be here to witness it. But as I gazed out at the town, my thoughts inevitably turned to Kira, the woman who had captured my heart so completely. I remembered the day she had practically run away from me and taken refuge in Hollow Peak with her family. It had devastated me, feeling like I had lost her forever.

William gently reached for her hand, unshed tears in his own eyes. He could feel it too... the joy, the happiness, The completeness. This was unlike anything he had experienced in his life... the feeling. It felt just right.... Like he was finally in Paradise.

"Will you teach us today?" I smiled automatically. "Of course." But as I stood... My gaze drifted toward the mountain entrance. Toward daylight. Toward freedom. Something inside me whispered. Run. Kellina's POV By late afternoon we had reached a narrow ridge. Below us stretched the entire Mystic Moon territory. The pack house looked tiny. Smoke curled from chimneys. Life continued. Without him. I hated that. Gorm suddenly held out an arm. "Don't move." "What?" He pointed. Fresh footprints.

But none knew how and why this is connected to that electric power plant. It was heavily raining there at the night. A van entered into the power plan area very quickly and stopped in front of a door where Dr. Sheen was standing with an umbrella. He shouted, “Jordan, take the body and keep it in proper place and be very careful”. It is few minutes before dawn, A boy of 14 years old sanding on a hill outside the restricted area, seeing that the water is gone from the lake and two persons came out from the bottom ground of the lake. They talked about something and then they did something on the ground and again went somewhere. The water is back again just like before.... “Mack, Mack, wake up,