Unhappy Campers Novels & Stories

Are you still going to act out like this? His grip dug painfully into my shoulders. I struggled but couldn't break free. "Let go!" "Go find Julian now! Tell him that you want a divorce tomorrow." He started dragging me away. At that moment, Julian appeared with a medical team behind him, his expression cold. "Harper Group just lost its last government-linked project, bleeding 200 million dollars in the process. Layne, is that lesson still not enough for you?" He pried Layne's hand off me, then gently brushed off my shoulder, as if dusting something off.

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Felix stared at my number—which had been silent in his contacts for far too long—haunted by the vague feeling that he'd lost something he could never reclaim. Jocelyn, on the other hand, was unbothered. She openly lapped up the unwavering affection the Lawsons and Felix gave her, no longer bothering to hide her ambitions. Every one of her wishes would be handed to her on a silver platter. When she realized I still hadn't reached out after all this time, she made a suggestion. "Dad, Mom, Felix, enough moping about Joanna. Let's hit the amusement park and clear our heads."

But boredom has finally won out over whatever deeply-rooted awkwardness I have about him, and now’s the time. The camp itself is actually in a brilliant location—deep near the edge of the Winterfall border, close to Canada. Canadian packs have remained neutral, so if things go south, we can make a quick escape. And aside from the brutal cold, the camp is surprisingly well-equipped. There’s a lake nearby, perfect for hunting, fishing, and bathing. Caroline keeps calling this a vacation, which only proves that she is unwell.

“I hate camping trips. Especially when it has two different people going. They all become competitive and would always try to sabotage each other one way or another.” “Isn’t that what makes it fun?” Melissa asked, wrapping her hand around Amber’s shoulder. “The arts and entertainment department thinks they are the best at throwing the best parties, hosting coffee dates and the likes. But if you look closely, we are also into entertainment and can do the same thing. Plus, we also have coverages of them and make them look even more special. This camping trip is going to be an opportunity for us to show them who really owns entertainment.” Amber raised an eyebrow. “Them. They own entertainment.

The campers arrived for the first session of the summer in due course and things slid smoothly into the routine I loved so much. I know we call them worms, but we pretty much like most of them. It is surprising how much, actually, given that virtually all of their families run the gamut from pretty damned rich to stonkingly loaded. It is hard not to be a spoiled brat when you are born that wealthy. But get these teenagers off into a primitive environment, away from phones, symbols of status, expensive clothes (mostly), and especially their doting parents and loyal retainers, and they learn to be human beings pretty quickly. Each session was four weeks long, which was plenty of time to deprog

Gracie asked, "It's got dinosaurs as the three kings. Uncle Jasper says they are going to camp because my auntie Ellie dipped them in glitter, and we've got Superman as the angel." Nick grinned. He'd let Gabriel explain camp to Katie. "Hello, Millie. Lovely to see you again. I hope you are keeping these two in order?." Nick laughed, "The girls will outnumber us in a couple of weeks, Jasp. You'll have to provide us with sanctuary." "Hey, it's five to one here as it is," Jasper laughed. "Do you honestly think I'm allowed to do what I want with a wife and three cleaning ladies, plus Gracie and my mother?"

Unsettled hearts would one day find peace, and all things would eventually fall into place. May I too, in this vast ocean of life, live with joy and an open heart (End of Jessica's story.) … Christopher's POV: The night before the wedding, for some reason, I felt incredibly uneasy. A message popped up in the group chat. "Mr. Sanders, are you still going through with the wedding tomorrow? Give us a definite answer." "Yeah, we're all going to be there for the show. We'll record Jessica's reaction. It's going to be golden."

They watched. The Unbound Triad had risen. And nothing would ever be the same.