The Last Of The Mohicans Novels & Stories

Patience. I thought as I clenched my fist. How dare she! I didn't even know her yet she's threatening me like this?! But, the next thing I know she the patience that I'm holding on, has now reached it's limit. *SPLASH* "An orphan bitch" "Oh my god!" "Shit guys, look who's here?" "Who? "It's Wayne" To be continued...

Nolan’s POV It’s been four months since we arrived at the last pack, deep in the northern forests, far from other settlements. The world outside changed, but here we’re rebuilding. The last pack—once the last surviving group after the attacks and poisoned water—now rests under a council’s rule. Around the old wooden table, Emily squeezed my hand under it. I smiled. She clings to me lately, and I don’t mind. I don’t get her insecurity. The last pack is now led by a council: me, Emily, Hunter, Salem, Domus, Kaden, and Liam.

"Those treaties don't just contain boundary markers. They contain the signatures of the families who were traded to the western mines during the first border war. My father’s name is on the last page. I am not letting a pack of northern scavengers use my family’s blood as a bargaining chip." She looked down at the bleeding fox in my hand, her expression softening for a fraction of a second as she reached out to touch its torn ear. A tiny, subtle ripple of golden light passed from her fingers into the beast’s fur, the bleeding stopping instantly as the fox let out a quiet, appreciative whine. "They’re staging in the old logging camp near the frozen falls," Moana said, turning her attention ba

It didn't depict anger, It displayed control. He stepped forward. --- Behind him the hunters started to break formation. Someone shouted for them to fall back and that they were overrun. They moved, they ran. Elias did not. His boot sank into the mud with a heavy sound as he advanced. One step, another. Each step was deliberate severing something that used to exist between us. This was not a mission anymore. I could see that clearly as the sword in his hand. This was a correction and I was the error.

“He won’t be able to protect her. She’ll be collateral.” Another pause. “We still want more females for the trade.” “You’ll get them,” I said. “Everything will be settled when the job is done. The pack will be disorganized. They'll look to me.” “Once he’s dead,” the voice said. “When he’s dead,” I agreed. I ended the call and slid the phone back into my pocket. I felt a strange sense of peace. The plan was finally moving. “I heard everything?” I froze. I hadn't heard him follow me.

ONE LAST CHASE *** Fantastic! That was the last word Charleigh heard from her brother and boss, Tripp, after her presentation before him and Kayden Braxton, the COO, and co-founder. She’d been working her ass off for the past three years at Braxton and Wrylee Associates as an associate architect, and she just spent four weeks on her desk to make a good impression. She deserved more than just the word fantastic.

Teku I was watching the Supremes make their decision, Martha had saved Moira and I wasn't mad, I do love her and my kids would at least have one parent left. However, I hated that they would eventually tell her the truth once they saw it, "Drax that bitch didn't have to bite me so hard damn it," I thought. I hated Tibbs and I looked at him in disgust, Kendrick wasn't getting his wish of killing Moira for her betrayal, it was not her fault that he was a boring fuck and I smiled to myself. I watched how scared Moira was and her mind was going into overdrive, her witch was trying to come out to save her, but the spell I had placed on her, had it locked inside of her. I figured out who she was w

Valerie shouted as they helped Enzo to stand up. I quickly took my bag and the diary of Aria that fell on the floor before I took Jax's hand and pulled him away from there, I can feel Jax's body trying to fight back from me and wanting to stay and start a fight but I scolded him to just listen and I'm thankful that he did listen. I just held his hand and pulled him until we reached the garden. I made him sit on the bench before I sat beside him. I put the diary inside the bag before I faced him.

As I open the journals, I finally understand why. They were all handwritten, and from the looks of it, some of the handwriting belongs to my mother. Some of the pages had maps, names of people, and groups with names like Red Moon pack and Silver Springs pack, with the last entry listed as Moon Spirit Pack. According to the handwriting, the Moon Spirit Pack is supposedly the last pack they had contact with. The pack leader is named Arthur Wright, but there's no exact location where to find them, just that they are located somewhere in the northern hemisphere.

Now feeling more confident, Leo lowered his cell phone, which was still showing Dave's photo. “Do you… have an agenda?” Hendramo asked timidly when he saw Leo's expression. The man nodded firmly. Now that he has Marsha, he can plan his next steps. With a sigh of relief, he looked at Hendramo seriously. “Of course there is. I'm Leo, your future son-in-law. Do you doubt that I will let Aini be taken from me?” Hendramo was silent for a few moments before finally shaking his head. “Therefore, just trust me, everyone. For now, say that you will accept the offer. In the end, bringing the enemy close to you is the best way to watch their movements. Don't you think the same way too?”