روايات وقصص ضمن River Wild

I crouch down and try to make myself look as small as possible. I feel a lump of tears in my throat, but I refuse to let him see me cry, as I plead again. “Ryan, please don’t do this. You don’t want to do this.” My teeth chatter and I shiver as the frigid wind swirls around me. I look over the side of the deep ravine. The river at the bottom is raging dark red in the moonlight with giant chunks of ice and snow swirling in the current. Blood River. If I try to jump, I’m going to die on the rusty rocks just below the surface. If I were in wolf form maybe I would have a chance. Maybe. That’s not an option now. I turn back around to face my fate.

It was the longest river stretching between the territories of Hala and Axum, where the primary source of water was the Great Lake of Virina. Her lips curved into a smile when she finally reached the embankment of the river. She just entered on the other side of the forest, where every living organism was thriving. This time, she would test her inner strength, and she had to free herself from the past trauma. Unless she refused to face her fears head-on, she would not get past her limitations.

Eventually, we round a river bend and with a vaulting leap, land in a cavernous and secret pool tucked into an unmapped niche of the Candlewood river basin she clearly knows well. Pulling herself up onto the side of a broad flat stone where a trickle of the river drops over a two-foot waterfall feeding moving water into the pool, Sandy lounges in the reflected moonlight, half-in, half-out and waits for me to poke my head above the surface. “Ready to leave the forest and become a water sprite?” She reaches over, her scaled hand gliding over my scaled hide in a loving caress. In this form, it feels a lot like running through the woods. Might not be as difficult as you think. Am I only able to

' The trees leaned in like a grim canopy as his eyes were caught by a glimmer of moonlight flickering on still water. Not a ripple moved on the small lake, crafted from rain and dewdrops from the leaves above and aided by an underground stream from the sea. The shadows danced with the silvery hue and beckoned to him like a sensual wraith, luring him to death or glory. Lloyd froze as he heard the unmistakable sound of a twig snap, whirling about to meet a pair of wide, brown eyes.

Jasper The radio in my truck was playing country music as I flew down the highway to my next stop. While my music played at a moderate volume, I could also hear the light snoring of my companion. Corbin was a bronc rider from Wyoming that I picked up along the road. He needed a set of wheels and offered to help with fuel costs. I figured why not have someone around to help out and watch my back? Besides, he was pretty funny.

I looked up and the eclipse hadn't happened yet, but the night was clear, and the moon was gorgeous. "Hey," he said to a guy when we walked up. "This is Kalyssa Carran. She's a veterinarian." The man he was introducing me to almost lost his beer. "Seriously?" Cruz smirked. "Kalyssa, this is River Styles." I gave him a warm smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you." River took my hand and kissed it, never taking his eyes from mine. "The pleasure is mine." Then he looked over at Cruz. "So, how did you two meet?"

As she started downstream, making for the faint thunder of a waterfall, she felt herself uncoiling slowly, her body unravelling like a spring that was finally relieved of tension. Apart from the cries of brightly coloured birds and the shrieks of tiny gold monkeys, it was quiet in the dappled shade of tree ferns. Now and then she thought she glimpsed one of the other women, but no one answered when she called out. Then she caught herself, laughing. Fool, to call out to them! We’re all in competition. All of us want the cheque that Matheson has promised.

SIX MONTHS LATER “You were stupid, Zein! You were a damn stupid! I can’t believe you’re following your brother’s steps!” Valeria shouted to Zein. She had been yelling at him like that for the last 6 months since she knew she had sold the ranch and the land around it to the Muriel family.

The sound of howls echoed through the trees behind us, getting closer with every passing second, and my heart hammered so hard against my ribs I thought it might actually break through bone and skin. "There!" Rowan pointed ahead to where the trees opened up, and my stomach dropped when I saw what he was pointing at. Water. A massive river with rapids churning white foam and currents that looked strong enough to sweep away a full-grown lycan, let alone two exhausted wolves who could barely stand upright. "No," I breathed, digging my heels into the ground and trying to pull my hand free from his grip. "No, Rowan, we can't, there has to be another way."

I found it very relaxing to be out running. I took a seat on a tree stump by the creek. I had always loved the water. There was a creek in the Red Wolf Compound, but we had a river that ran along one edge of the Crescent River Pack. I loved just going and sitting by it. It had always helped me to calm and recenter, and right now, I could use that help.