The Man On The Mountain: Book Novels & Stories

Near the torch lighted from the entrance of the gates, a man was reading a text from an old parchment. In front of him, men, women and children form a circle. In the middle of them, a big fire was burnt. Michael wasstanding near the fire separate from the crowd. "The Mountain people are born for the wild. Wild life is a free life." The man whose name was Juan, the prophet, read the testament of loyalty, reminding the people the pledge they had made before their gods. "Anyone who tries to destroy a free life is deemed to die."

Ideally, if Kenton was successful, his vampires and the fairies would drive the wolves off of Wolf Mountain and I would no longer have to worry about Michael and Ethan and their revenge. “If we successfully drive the wolves away, will the name still be Wolf Mountain?” I asked as I lazily nibbled on a pretzel. “It’s the name that’s registered with the state reserve, so I imagine so,” Godwin said as he dropped down on the sofa next to me and stretched out so that his feet were crossed at the ankles and resting on the arm of the sofa and his head was in my lap. “That’s a pity,” I said as I lightly traced the curves of his ear with my fingertips. “It would be nice to never have to hear the word

Especially when this woman is the only daughter and woman in a Montenegrin family. Hideous calms himself even if his heart is in turmoil. With a determined stride, he made his way to the VIP floor, his presence commanding respect as he approached the guarded entrance. Stopping before the door, Hideous met the gaze of George's men. Meanwhile, George's men were surprised to see the man who has always been in the office of their boss. This man in front of them, of course, they knew about. After all, they're on the same side. Seeing that these people knew him, he nodded his head and searched his eyes for confirmation of the man who had saved his daughter's life. Without hesitation, the leader of

With his one hand he ripped the throat of one wolf. His painfull howl filled the silent forest Within seconds the other wolf met the same fate and was lying on the ground . All this happened so fast that I couldn't move a muscle to save them I guess now was the time to see who this man was. I jumped down from the tree and landed smooth on my feet He was standing in front of me His combat boots came in my view I straitened up to look into his eyes But when I saw them all my confidence dissapeared

"If I go, you take him! Do you understand? You take him!" "I’m not taking anything without you!" "You will! You have to!" The light expanded, swallowing the remains of the cabin, the trees, the horizon. It turned the night into a blinding, featureless noon. Richard felt his skin prickling, the hair on his arms standing up as the static electricity in the air became a physical weight. "The mountain," Richard shouted, clutching Joshua’s hand. "The mountain is splitting!" "It’s not splitting," Joshua’s voice dropped to a whisper, intimate and terrifyingly calm. "It’s opening."

He waved his hand and said, "Well, whatever you do to that man, it's up to you. However, the most important thing right now is Mr. Glenn's injury. "Mr. Glenn doesn't want our help, so we can't do anything. From tomorrow onward, I'll keep watch in the hall. You can go to the mountain and collect more herbs in case we need them." "Okay!" Kimi nodded. … On the other side... It was late at night on the mountain, dozens of miles northwest of town. A figure floated quietly there. The man was dressed in black in the moonlight. His face was icy, and the malicious aura in his eyes glistened.

“Your beast forms thrive on your weaknesses, hunger being one of them.” I take a single bite, which is usually enough for him. He flips another page. I hear it all. The way he slides his finger over the yellowed parchment. The crackle and snap of the fire burning in the large, brick hearth across the room. The howling wind carrying termination dust off the tallest mountain peak, the first snow of the season. Winter is not far off. Here, in the high mountains, it has already arrived. It’s too much. The silence is just… too fucking much.

Ahh, Cia remember, it's called Lycan. "You okay?" She nodded doubtfully. She immediately pulled back his injured leg, but the man quickly restrained him. "This must be treated." "No," begged Cia. His voice barely came out, almost like a whisper. "Just take me to my friends. I'm separated from them." The man shook his head. He knows the most about this mountain. It's not necessarily safe out there. After all, he felt something strange about this girl. "Just a moment. Not even an hour. Treat it first, then I'll take it to your friends."

His entire being succumbed like a higher power was overtaking him and he felt a bit dizzy but thankfully didn’t lose his balance. “Yes, that’s it, you should be feeling that way for confronting me and for letting yourself be deceived by the outside world.” the man said with an evil smile on his face. “They are wicked and won't show you the better way I am showing you.” The boy felt all shaken up and could arrange his thoughts as he slowly started believing what the man told him all over again. He couldn’t understand what was happening to him but he could feel something telling him he has to listen to the man.

He said to the little girl beside him, “Jane, hurry home and ask your parents to come here. We need to bring this young man back. Many wolves have been roaming this mountain recently. If this young man stays here too long, the wolves may come after him.” “Okay.” The little girl responded and walked away briskly. After a while, another burst of footsteps could be heard. The man lying on the ground moved his eyelids, trying to open his eyes, but he finally stopped. Three days later, the man opened his eyes in bewilderment. “Where is this?” The man looked at the surroundings and was dumbfounded. At this time, an old voice rang outside the door. “Young man, are you awake?”