Novel & Cerita Stillhouse Lake

…. I locate my warriors situated by a small hut in the woods. The Lake House was in a remote location, humans rarely visited due to the poor visibility by the main road. I just don’t think many know it actually exists. On closer inspection of the hut it seemed to be used as a place to store logs, keeping them dry from the rain. Why would anyone be out here if not associated with the battle happening at the Silver Moon lands? A sense of unease starts to wash all over me, something wasn’t right. The deep rooted dread rising from the pit of my stomach was putting my senses into overdrive.

He was not about to hold this against an ignorant young woman like her. He ignored them and sat down with his eyes closed. Kevin wanted to insult him further, but he could only hold back his unhappiness when he saw Chase this way. They traveled for quite a while before the bus finally stopped. The driver was heard saying, “We’ve arrived at Vast Nine Lake, everyone. Please get off the bus in a single file and admire the scenery responsibly." Chase followed the crowd and entered Vast Nine Lake. It was surrounded by mountains, and the crystal-clear lake was right in the middle of them. It shimmered under the sun. There were cows and goats eating grass under the yellow hawthorn trees. Deer would

'I don't want you to call me with that disgusting title,' Merri nodded sheepishly. She really is a kind and hardworking young girl. She is the only maid who’s willing to look after my baby. Even when the other servants ignore us. We walked quite a distance. Until finally we arrive at the lake. Where the water never recedes during the dry season, and never freezes during winter. Nobody knows how deep the lake is, because whoever falls in it never returns to the surface to tell. It is quite strange to come to this kind of lake, where there is another lake that is more beautiful and famous for a noble lady to take a walk around.

Only an open, wide silence. Finally, they rounded a bend, and the estate was visible. It was not a palace like the Dubai hotel or a glass fortress like the New York penthouse. It was an enormous lodge made of whole logs and native stone, standing on the edge of an enormous, mirror-still lake which appeared to reflect precisely the towering, snow-covered mountains behind it. It seemed less built and more grown out of the ground itself. The SUV grinds to a halt on the gravel driveway. The silence that descends when the engine cuts is absolute. It is a physical presence, heavy and grounding.

And then, she quietly went out of my room. I was left alone again. It was so quiet, but inside of me was a mess. I kept hearing thoughts of loneliness, and it was making me restless. I looked ahead of the window and heard the singing of the crickets. “Maybe I should go to my comfort place,” I thought. ~~ There was a lake at the heart of the wilderness where the Northern Castle was located. The lake was small, but the water was clear and not too deep. Although it was located only five kilometers from the castle, the northern werewolves wouldn’t go there since they were not fond of bodies of water.

Vangie gasped in amazement at the sight of a small waterfall pouring into the circular lake. “W-Wow!” Bert smiled. “We used to come here all the time back when we were harvesting coconuts. We call this place Pisak.” “It’s beautiful,” Vangie said in awe. There was something similar in her hometown, but this place was much nicer and cleaner. The water was so clear she could almost see the bottom. It was small and round, with a large rock on one side. “See that?” Bert pointed to a small hut by the lake. “My cousins and I built that. It’s still standing even though it’s falling apart,” he laughed.

Violet POV The fishing lodge was a newly-acquired property by Dane. It was beautiful. Divided into two sections, one house was built on the hillside while the above rose above the ground like a tower. The house above the hillside overlooked a large lake with forest lying around it, perfect for the wolves to shift and run when needed. I stopped to look at the gargoyle from which water sprouted in the fountain. Dane came to stand beside me and wrapped my shoulders with his arm. “What are you looking at?” he asked.

However, in the moment it left her hand, she snapped back to reality. Reginald wouldn't resort to such low-level tactics to test her. So, who was this person? Heloise didn't like lingering questions in her mind and immediately decided to go to the rendezvous. ... Central Lake was located at the far west end of Phoenixfell City University. It had excellent scenery but was seldom visited—a rather secluded place. When Heloise arrived, she could see a vast lake reflecting the warm sunlight. A group of bodyguards dressed in black stood up from the lakeside bridge, extending all the way to the pavilion at the center of the lake.

Were we near a lake? “Where are we, Uncle Derrick? How will we get out of this place?” “This is the Sylvan Valley, where the Castle Mountains merge with the Rockbound Lake Trail. The gushing sound of water might be the combined effect of both the Tower Lakes and the Rockbound Lake surrounding this place. It’s east of Echo Bay, Ontario.” A gasp escaped my mouth, knowing how far I was from Leandros. How would he ever find me? I remembered my phone and felt my pockets. It wasn’t there.

The night was very quiet the kind of quiet that feels full, not empty. Outside, the lake shimmered beneath a low-hanging moon, the water mirroring a thousand stars scattered across the sky. Adrian sat on the porch of the lake house, a glass of whiskey in his hand, watching the soft ripples move across the surface. He was older now not by much in years, but in heart, in mind, in the places that truly counted.