River Wild Novels & Stories

Ruby asked, "Grandmother Willow, why do I have appeared ugly, with scars, and fat to everyone?" Grandmother Willow patted the little girl on her back, and her branches mimicking her movement was also brushing alongside her side. Grandmother Willow replied, "Look into the stream, what do you see?" The river is a crystal clear, blue water. It's water comes from the top of the Forbidden Mountain where it's the purest. Following the path down the mountain, it creates a magnificent waterfall as it tumbles down the rocky and blue cliff. It have a deep swimming hole that emits the color green the deeper it goes.

I pushed myself harder, leaping over fallen branches and weaving between trees until I finally caught sight of her ahead. She slowed as she reached the river at the edge of the woods, her movements hesitant as if the water calmed her rage. She’s always talked about this hidden river. She stopped at the bank, her chest heaving and I came to a halt a few paces behind her. For a long moment, neither of us moved. The sound of the rushing river filled the silence, a soothing rhythm that seemed to settle the storm in both of us. Blair shifted back first, her wolf receding as she knelt by the water’s edge. Her breaths were ragged, her hands clenching and unclenching as she stared at the rippling su

I reveal, a spark of anticipation igniting in my eyes. Richard's eyebrows shot up in surprise, intrigued by my choice. "A hidden waterfall, huh? That sounds like quite the adventure,” he remarks, nodding approvingly. “What makes it so special?” I grin, eager to share my excitement. “It's secluded, peaceful, and absolutely breathtaking. The water cascades down from the rocks, forming a crystal-clear pool at the base. It's like stepping into another world, away from the chaos of pack life,” I explain, my voice filled with wonder.

Rogues and I don’t get to kill them! A hawk swoops above before diving over the cliff edge. “Christina’s Hawk.” Vance tells me. Carefully, I walked over to the edge of the cliff and saw the river below. I have run by the wild river below plenty of times. I always knew how tall the cliffs were. But now when I am looking down on the river, it looks like a small stream.

Jake observed, his eyes taking in the surroundings. Oh, Jake, you don't even know the half of the story, Ixora thought miserably. So much happened on this very beach. It appeared to be just a beach, with its pristine white sand everywhere. Jake thought, his eyes wandering around. But the body of water before him was vast, resembling more of a river. "This water is too vast to be called a lake... it's a river," he remarked. Ixora nodded. "Yes, it's a tranquil river. But the people in this town call it Spring Lake because it's most beautiful in the spring. Its turbulence and waves are captivating, with flowers adorning the water. It's a breathtaking sight."

The bottom of the cliff couldn’t come quick enough; my body still felt sore from the beating I had taken recently; all the jolting up and down on Titan’s back was making it worse even though it was amazing. The view from down here was just as beautiful but looked different to what it does up top. The river was bordered by a pebble beach that ran the whole length of the valley. Its crystal-clear waters babbled along steadily, looking calm, but no doubt you could get swept away if you weren’t paying attention. There was nothing other than the sounds of nature and the breathing of the three massive wolves around me.

he jokes before shifting into his beautiful brown wolf, Ajax and sprinting into the woods leaving me standing on the porch struggling to get my leggings off. “Ugh,” I growl before letting River come forward, ripping through my clothes. I sprint to the edge of the forest where James disappeared and use my sense of smell to track him down. River is all too happy to be free for the first time in a long time. Dirt flies behind her as she tears through the forest floor. Dodging low tree limbs and fallen logs, River gracefully navigates the world around her. Her ears are alert to all of the noises around her as she sprints in the direction of James’s scent.

The sound of the water was a constant, thunderous roar, a reminder of the challenge that lay before the competitors. The river spanned nearly fifty feet at its widest point, its width varying slightly due to the natural curves and bends of the landscape. The current was swift and relentless, churning with a ferocity that sent frothy waves crashing against the rocky shore. Large, jagged boulders jutted out from the water at irregular intervals, creating treacherous obstacles for anyone attempting to cross. The surface was dotted with white caps, indicating the hidden rocks and sudden drops that lurked beneath the turbulent flow.

The eruption of briskly moving water cut through her raspy breaths as Rain realized they were nearing what had to be a large river in front of them. She imagined it had to be the River Red, but there was no capacity left in her lungs for words. Running at full speed for hours had taken away all conscious thought, all ability to speak or think or pray. The only thing she was capable of at the moment was putting one foot in front of the other as rapidly as humanly possible. And judging by the pain in her muscles and the spasming in her feet, that possibility was about to dry up.

I replied as vibrations ran along my leg and I relocated my right hand to my pocket grabbing my phone allowing her to move into the shower. "Bro," I called out watching as she slid the shower door open going inside before closing it once more. "Taj just told me the heat moved up north," he announced as continued to stare at her blurry silhouette the love I felt for her flowing freely. "With the Vipers?" I asked frowning as the water sounded around the room. "Yeah, Britt's neighbourhood is safe again," he confirmed leaving me constricted between feelings as hushed voices sounded over the line letting me know he was busy.