Mount Justice Novels & Stories

He merely said gloomily, “I’ll settle this with you later.” Cole walked toward Jenson and said, “Jens, the Yorks Stronghold’s terrain has always been steeper and more dangerous than the Matterhorn. One of the levels is set on a cliff, and some levels are arranged using the five elements. You’ll have to give everything a good look. If you can’t do it, you can choose to give up. After all, our barriers were set to either win or lose, not to kill you.” Jenson glanced at the checkpoints scattered on the dangerous terrain of Mount Pearl and smiled. “I just want to know which checkpoint will you be overseeing?”

“Okay then, if it will help me get rid of you, I don’t mind” “You still don’t believe me” she said, her voice holding a bit of dejection. I just smirked and shoved the rest of my sandwich into my mouth. On the fourth day, I decided to go hiking, I might as well take advantage of the environment, “We have so much to discuss after the shift” Mela said, seemingly excited that we were leaving the house. “Better discuss Em now, cos after this so called shift, you aren’t hearing from me again” I replied, scanning my surroundings. I found a mountain just off the footpath and decided there and then I would climb it. Right up to the top.

was what he calmly lead with when Gunnar finally decided to speak, "years of me trying to make peace with what happened so why is the past getting dug up now?" "I don't know but don't you want to find dad, lay him to rest next to mom, and give him the proper burial he deserves?" Jericho asked, his posture turned from rigid to slightly more relaxed. He still stood in front of me ready to protect me if needed and the action had my heart swelling with some kind of emotion I couldn't put my finger on.

James ignored Bryce’s compliment. He sat back on the rock and stuck the Blade of Justice into the snow again without saying a word to him. “James, Medical Valley will not forgive you!” A furious roar came from the distance. James ignored the angry disciples of Medical Valley. The disciples of Medical Valley carried their master away according to his will. They went past James, heading up to Mount Thunder Faction to wait for the conference so the martial community could uphold justice. The group departed up the mountain.

With Miguel's return to the room, the two could come across two guys standing at his door, one with brown hair in a well-aligned haircut, a shaved beard and standing with his hands in his pockets while the other was talking super excitedly, gesturing a lot. This one had dark blond hair combed back. As Miguel approached the duo, he put his hand on Catherine's shoulder, making her look at him a little scared at first. His hand was warm, and he had to take a step to his side, which made her smell his wonderful scent. It was Miguel's perfume, with a woody odor that matched perfectly with his lumberjack style. The trance in her mind was broken when she heard him introduce her.

This was said by one of the attendees from Al-Jahir He replied, "Why? Haven't you seen him before? Not only his name is strange .. Wait until you see his clothes. Haha, it's really fucking.. why did they put a torture club on Jimmy Mountain? It really is an insult to the mighty Jimmy Mountain " Then Momo walked out to the ring in a tight black outfit that looked like total perverts.

“I pay you to get your tasks done.” Carrie turns to Trent, and her voice wavers: “Are you okay?” The Mountain grips a handful of Trent’s shirt, just beneath the collar, and tugs him to a halt. The Mountain’s other hand extends so Trent can see the monster taser in his peripheral vision. “I am very okay,” Trent says, trembling slightly. “I am so okay, you wouldn’t believe it. Never better.” “Your boy is taking us on a very special errand,” Big Jim says, placing a hard hand on Trent’s shoulder. “But don’t worry, we’ll be back in an hour or so.”

I would never show my face in front of them again for the rest of my life. I followed Martha out of the low, mud-brick house. The blinding sunlight filled me with joy. Elaine was standing beside her car. Her brows knitted together when her gaze locked onto my tattered clothes. "What's with the getup? Are you trying to remind me of how miserable your life has been?" Initially, she had felt a twinge of guilt about leaving me stranded in these mountains. Owen, however, had already warned her that I might deliberately play the victim to gain her sympathy.

My father suggested and I nodded in agreement. Look at us working together. Couples goals or what! With the remaining energy in my body, I sent a continuous purple blast of light toward the bridge, aiming at its center. My father was next, a jet black beam being sent to the same point I had hit. Then Alina joined, a blood-red blast hitting the same point again.

"You can be a sick little bastard." "Be quiet and take it like a tom!" Spitfire's command was punctuated with the loud sound of his hand striking furred flesh. "Yeah, should be easy." Jinx leaned in to try and focus on the map. "As long as I never have to look them in the eye again." "Fuck yes." Spitfire's voice rose again. "You like my PRICK in your ass, don't you, you big idiot?" "Gods almighty." Jinx tapped the edge of the map with his claw, praying he could focus and forget everything he heard. "This peak here. Where the map says the fountain is. That's the Mother Mountain. It's supposedly the source of all the water in the world."