My Side Of The Mountain Audiobook Novels & Stories

Kieran held onto Elidra’s leg, staring at the tallest peak. With a deep groan, the mountain face moved. A huge cliff began to slide. It did not fall apart. It moved slowly, like a giant stone door. Millions of tons of rock shifted, showing a dark, messy opening that had been shut for ages. A wave of old, dry air blew out. Then came the light. It was a warm, rich amber, like the heart of a fire. The mountain had opened an eye. They stood there, feeling very small. What lived deep inside? What had they woken up?

“Maybel…” I spun around, and nobody was there—just the dancing shadows and an ancient pulse thrumming under my skin. “You are not the only one.” I heard the voice speak to me I stumbled back, heart pounding, because for the first time… The mountain had spoken to me! *** The next morning, Castillo showed up at the border, all by himself. He looked different, cold, too controlled. But his eyes—those eyes—still had that raw edge to them. “I didn’t come to fight,” he said, his voice low. “I came to warn you.”

I checked the security feeds—the perimeter was silent. Then, I opened a hidden file on my desktop. It was a live audio feed from the mountain. Sub-level 4. I put on my headset and listened. For a long time, there was only the sound of heavy breathing and the drip of a leaky pipe. Then, a voice—raspy, broken, and filled with a venom that matched my own.

(Isabella’s POV) Nobody moved. Not because we didn’t want to. Because we couldn’t. That heartbeat had done something to the air itself. The cavern felt heavier. Thicker. Like the mountain was holding its breath. BOOM. The sound came again. Slow. Massive. Alive. Ash was the first to break the silence. “I hate this mountain.” For some reason, that almost made me laugh. Almost. The tension was so unbearable that a tiny part of me wanted to laugh just to prove I still could.

Maybe they could help us. When I opened my eyes, we were already in the mountains. Marius can't believe that we can get away from the black lake. I can't believe it myself but I just tried it. Thankfully, we're no longer on the other side. This place is familiar and I think it's where Nuno lives. "Whoa, what is this place?" Marius can't believe his eyes. The mountains have a thick forest that's why some elements live around here. I already noticed something from my peripheral vision. Maybe there are some ghosts around here as well. Spirits usually roam this mountain since it's far from the humans.

It was a voice—a broken, human sound that vibrated through my very bones. ​"I’m here," I whispered, tears blurring my vision. "I’m not going anywhere. Not until I see you stand up and take your empire back from my father." ​The silence of the mountain was absolute, broken only by the rhythmic thumping of our hearts. I could feel the heat slowly returning to his skin, a slow, agonizing crawl from the brink of hypothermia. ​But as his body warmed, the obsession returned with a vengeance.

she ordered, walking toward the dark trail leading deeper into the mountains. "Aurora, it's night," Cael protested, grabbing her arm. "The moon is guiding us," she replied, her eyes now shining with the same silver light as her marks. "It always has been." The journey through the Whispering Mountains became a living nightmare. Every step they took was accompanied by voices whispering their greatest shames, fears, and secrets. Strong men fell to their knees, crying for forgiveness for things they had done years ago. Others laughed with hysterical joy upon hearing the voices of long-lost loved ones.

Am getting cold and stared shivering. "What is wrong little boy?", Salazar asked me as he sees me shivering. You don't even have slight spirit of endurance. Is this how weak you are? Where are you from? tell me. We continued our journey till the rain stopped and here we are again about to climb a big mountain. The mountain is a lot high that I admit this to be the Kilimanjaro mountain I read about in our class in school. I was so tired and down. I had to hold down the Sorcerer riding the horse as I was already tired and could fall if I don't hold him.

She said smiling, stroking their heads affectionately. "Let me show you." Little Abbey volunteered and then began to drag the woman toward a bed of sleeping flowers, away from the Snowy part to the Green side of the mountain. Caleb is yet to understand why one mountain is divided into three parts. Fire, Snow, and Green but it made the mountain unique and very beautiful. Even the sun tends to shine only on the Green side of the Mountain, the Fire part is often clouded with dark smoke, and the Snowy part is as bright as the Goddess's wings. Once the little cub began with her magic, Mariana watched intently as the little girl made her spell, hands pushed forward and misty dew-like water began t

Silas, feeling the weight of the moment, whispered, "Today, you'll see a part of me that few ever do, a chapter of my life that’s as raw and unfiltered as the wilderness we're about to venture into." The drive was shrouded in a comfortable silence, punctuated only by the soft hum of the car's engine and the occasional sigh of the wind. As the looming mountains drew nearer, and the gradient of the road shifted, Silas began sharing fragments of his past. "When I was younger, not yet aware of the full weight of my heritage, these mountains were my playground, my classroom. The wilderness taught me resilience, respect, and the humbling realization of being just a small part of something vast and