The River Lyrics Alan Walker Novels & Stories

I reluctantly parted my lips and sang. "Standing by the riverside Breathing in the air Serenity I realize Is hidden everywhere So, I close my eyes As the water is drifting I try to memorize The beauty that I see This is what I long for A place to calm the fire raging in me This is what I've dreamed of This place where I belong is what I need All my trouble seems futile Nothing bothers me Here right by the riverside I'm free to be me Nothing can touch me now Not a whisper in my ears

"I can take care of myself. Go to hell!” Echo tried another approach. "Ry, please. It's useless to run. If you try, my men will find you and bring you back." Huh? Now, she was trying to threaten her, wasn't she? How could she have missed this cold, heartless, and unremorseful side of Echo all of her life? She’d be damned before she wasted any more of her time in the presence of these two worthless Alphas. "My name’s River, you bitch. And oh, catch me if you can," River growled at her sister before flinging open the window with a crash.

When I'm gone When I'm gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss me by my hair You're gonna miss me everywhere, oh You're gonna miss me when I'm gone When I'm gone When I'm gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss me by my walk You're gonna miss me by my talk, oh You're gonna miss me when I'm gone I got my ticket for the long way 'round The one with the prettiest of views It's got mountains, it's got rivers It's got sights give you shivers But it sure would be prettier with you When I'm gone When I'm gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss me by my walk You're gonna miss me by my talk, oh You're gonna miss me when I'm gone When I'm gone When

Amy says, then walks back to where she was standing and talking to her friends. When I look back around, River is gone. "Shit!" I walk toward the house hoping to catch up with River, but she is nowhere to be found. Damn, she must have run home. Once I got home, I rushed up the stairs and attempted to enter River's room, but found her door locked. "Fuck!" "River babe, can you open the door for me, please?" I ask her, standing at her door. "Just go away, Rock." "Riv, don't let Amy ruin this so soon, don't let her make you think you're not worth this. Please, just open the door for me, baby."

River went still. Fuck, no. "What the fuck are you doing?" He asked with that low, and cautious voice of his. I didn't say a word to him. I just kept walking, like someone in a trance. "You can stop breathing me in like a fucking creep now," River added, taking another step back. Then another. "Whatever you're trying to do, don't." My voice sounded hoarse when it finally came out, even to me. "I'm not trying to do anything."

The little shocks, the shivers… they worry me. “River,” I say softly, my voice cutting through the chatter. “Are you sure you’re okay? You seem… off.” He meets my gaze, and for a moment, the world around us fades. “I’m fine, darling. Really.” But I can see the truth in his eyes. The pain is still there, lingering just beneath the surface. The conversation continues, plans laid out like the intricate patterns of a tapestry, but my thoughts drift back to River. He’s an Alpha, a protector, and I admire his strength. But I can’t help but wonder how much he’s truly bearing alone.

“I’ll… try. I’ll try. But it hurts so much.” “I know it does,” Sasha replied softly. “I wish I could do more. Just… don’t lose hope, River. Not yet.” After a long pause, River ended the call, his thumb lingering over the screen for a few moments before setting it aside. He felt heavier now, the weight of guilt and frustration pressing down on him. He didn’t know how long he had walked or how far he had gone, only that the city lights were blurring in front of him as tears threatened to fall.

“I want to know every person he speaks to, every move he makes, every breath he takes until that hearing.” My voice dropped, cold and precise. “If he so much as sneezes—” I tilted my head slightly, “—I want a report.” Silence stretched for half a second. Then Alpha Rain’s mouth curved, something sharp and approving settling into his expression. “Consider it done.” Then I looked at River, who had returned from the woods. His human skin was covered in dirt and blood—not his own. His eyes were still burning with the promise of murder, his wolf barely leashed beneath the surface.

“Shut up!” One of them covered my mouth. Like a glass broken into pieces, tears bust out shedding the tears of fear inside of me. I can’t scream, or even fight for my life and what is left and everything that is me. I am so tired, tired of this life, and what it is to be me. “We hit the jackpot!” “We sure did!” “Now!”

I'd beg for more, slobber down on both their cocks, and say thank you for the ruin. “Hiding, little stepsister?” Ryder’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. Speak of the devil. It was a low taunt in that seductive baritone. I kept my back to him, my fingers gripping the edge of the dusty workbench. “Go to hell, Ryder.” “We’re already there.” This from River. The quiet one. The one whose silence was more dangerous than his brother’s noise. He moved in front of me, blocking my path, his gaze a dark caress across my skin.