The Long Walk Kindle Novels & Stories

Ava was in her room, reading up on her laptop of loads of information on Spirit Walkers. There was nothing new from what she had learned from the night before. She was growing frustrated with the lack of knowledge that she felt that she should know. It was not the only thing that was bothering her, but also her friend, Dustin. She felt lost when it came to him. She pushed herself out of her desk, “I think, I should take a walk.”

The ride was long enough. I checked the time and realised I took three hours sleep. Sighing, I brushed my hair and didn't feel embarrassed by my old apparel. Simple White tea with black joggers. I walked downstairs praying not to bump into anyone. I was not in the mood to cross the path of any of the bloody dark walkers.

he groaned, peering at me through one eye as I sat the glasses down and used my fingernail to break the wax seal. "Yeah, that was the longest walk of my life," I said with a little laugh. We had fumbled our way through the city center, getting miserably lost once we left the university's property. We missed the last train back to Old Town and found ourselves shuffling along the river-walk for almost an hour until someone was kind enough to give us a ride upriver in their boat. They took us to the outskirts of Old Town, the walk back to the castle well over five miles in the pitch black of night. I tried to persuade Aaron to shift, thinking he'd have more strength to make the journey that way

The lights reflected in the small river, shimmering on the water. She sat in a small tavern by the river, listening to melodious songs and tasting local wine. Her heart was full of contentment and joy. It had been a long time since she had thought about George and Kimberly. This was a good thing. Having drunk a bit, Cora felt lightheaded. She decided to go out for a walk to sober up. When Cora reached a small courtyard, the sky suddenly opened up with light rain. Rain fell at an angle past the dark eaves. Cora leaned against the weathered wooden doorframe.

“Good. One hour. Wear shoes for walking. Some places are hard.” The walk group was small. Selene, me, and two warriors Marcus and Jen. They said hi nice when Selene told them my name. “We start west border,” Selene said when we walked in the forest. “Go north, then back. Three hours.” The forest was pretty. Sun came through leaves. Birds sang. It smelled good. Selene walked with me and showed things. “Those white stones are the line. We look if someone moved them.” “What moves them?”

Nothing. The sudden urge to walk was in the forefront of my mind. The fear gone, and the chase practically forgotten. The forest stayed quiet as I walked. Just the sound of my feet could be heard. I don't know how long I walked when I could sense someone watching me. You know the feeling. It's a feeling of unease that creeps across your flesh leaving your hairs standing on end in its wake.

--- Meanwhile, the young couple who had refused to join Hope Base continued wandering through the forest, using the map Ivy had given them as their guide. “Just where exactly are we going right now?” the woman asked, exhaustion evident in both her expression and her voice. “We’ve been walking for what seems like forever.” “I feel like everyone should have gotten used to walking long distances by now. This is the apocalypse, after all. You can never predict when a monster might suddenly appear out of nowhere, forcing you to run for your life. If you want to survive, you have to be prepared to run long distances,” a man with long white hair that fell past his shoulders replied seriously.

➳ Pernwél Illuminated by the moonlight, I follow the path laid out in front of me. It looks as if the trees have moved out of the way to make space, leaving roots and lifting the ground in their wake. As I kept walking through the dark forest, the snow cracked beneath my feet. Just then, I realised I’m barefoot and wearing nothing but a thin white nightgown. I can’t sense the cold feeling between my toes as the snow and ice slips around them. I should feel ice-cold by now. Strangely, I don’t feel anything except for the uncontrollable urge to keep moving.

They walked slower than Vanilla had expected, she had no idea if Conor was actually limping so slow on purpose or if his broken left leg prohibited him from walking less than nine steps a minute. They walked for a very long time, she could hear howls of those creatures from the distance, and everytime she did, a particular face would come to her mind. “This is stupid.” Conor said, after they had walked for two hours. “We have been walking since forever and I see no house. I told you that damn werewolve lied to us. Look, now it has gotten dark.” It was only after his words that Vanilla noticed it too. She looked around, her brows pressed together.

I whispered as I inhaled deeply; I could feel my heart pounding against my chest and the thumping of my wolf's heart, grappling with self-doubt and fragility. I spend hours searching for a route to reach Kade's pack. After waiting an hour, I finally spotted a taxi driver willing to take me. He has no idea who I am, but I am grateful for his willingness to help me. He led me through the dense forest, the crunching of leaves under our feet echoing through the trees. As we approached a clearing, I could see a group of figures huddled together, their eyes fixed on us. He took me closer, and I could feel my heart racing as I realized we were standing before The Fearless Walkers, their imposing pr