Urban Divine Doctor Descends The Mountain Novels & Stories

"You need to see this." I plugged the drive into my computer and checked the contents. There was a video, and it was taken in a private parlor of an upscale club. It showed Joseph drinking with his trust fund baby buddies. He was drunk and holding a salaciously attractive woman in his arms as he bragged to his friends.

I began the ascent, my feet pounding against the rocky terrain. The mist grew thicker, making it difficult to see more than a few feet ahead. I stumbled and fell, skinning my knee on the rough ground. But I got back up, gritting my teeth against the pain. I had to keep going. For Leila, for our family, and for the truth, I had to be brave. As I climbed higher, the creatures of the mountain began to emerge from the shadows. Snarling wolves, venomous snakes, and giant spiders all sought to block my path. But I fought them off with my sword and my wits, refusing to back down.

“Fucking cocksucker. Have no time for his political bullshit.” “You ready?” he asked. I touched the knife tucked into my scrub pants. “She’s in there.” He nodded once. “Then let’s go ruin someone’s day.” Inside the Mountain Hospital – Psych Wing We parked on a gravel trail just behind the Giordano’s hospital perimeter. No cameras. No guards. Just a forest with bad secrets and a stone building looming like a bunker made for ghosts. “Let’s walk in quiet,” I said. Val cracked his neck. “Always do.”

He must be crazy, coming straight to the Larvics' residence to challenge them! "Insolence! How dare you attack our clan residence! You must want to die!" That was when a dozen cultivators flew down from the peak, each of their auras distinct and powerful. However, Caleb moved, turning into a flash himself as he shot upward. Shunk! Shunk! Shunk! Like a butterfly, he danced past the figures, leaving their bodies in pieces as they fell out of the skies, their bloods and guts gruesomely splattering all over.

“Why isn't Illdara coming here?” “I just need to kill you, Venus, quickly. I don't need an audience.” Venus still looked around her. They stood on the top of a flat mountain. Next to them was a frozen, snowy crater. Steam escaped through the nostrils and lips of Venus as she exhaled. Her body shivered and her ears were ringing again; partly because of the cold, partly due to the return of the Kenya's Song which was painful again.

James replied, cautiously approaching the spiritual mountain. Soon, he arrived atop the spiritual mountain. A man could be seen sitting atop the mountain. He had messy hair and tattered clothes. Every inch of his body was covered with infected injuries. James and Hershya appeared before the man. The man slowly raised his head, revealing his crimson eyes. James and Hershya took a few steps backward. “You’ve arrived?” The man had a hoarse voice. “Yeah.” James nodded, then asked, “You seem to know I would come.”

He had retrieved the two-headed serpent Reverse Scale powder solely to save his compatriots. "Alexander, hand over the medicine, or I'll ensure the downfall of New Chesire Group's branch," Nathan threatened. "You're welcome to try," Alexander retorted, paying him little mind as he administered the medicine to those in dire need. Moments later, only a single mouthful remained, prompting Doctor Scamander to mutter disdainfully, "Let's see how you'll maintain your charade with so many people in need." Just as hope seemed fleeting, Doctor Abbott arrived at the hospital at the Medicine Mountain City, accompanied by a team of medical professionals.

Once I feel her get settled, I lift us into the air, flying to Cedric’s pack lands. When we arrive and meet the doctor, I see that he is as enamored with dragons as his brother said. He introduces himself as Everett. He’s a human doctor and after Ishir explains about the little dragon whose brain exploded and some of the other shifters who have had similar experiences, he asks if he can study us.

“We stay.” The doctor cocked a hip and looked like a force to be reckoned with. “If you think you can intimidate me you have it all wrong. You tough mountain men are all the same. Broody beasts on the outside and big teddy bears on the inside the second you fall in love.”

POV: Leo Dante Moretti The Jura Mountains were a wall of white and grey, a jagged spine of limestone draped in the heavy, suffocating silence of a Swiss winter. I sat in the back of a blacked-out SUV as it wound its way up the serpentine roads toward the "Phoenix" node. Outside, the world was beautiful and indifferent; inside, the air was pressurized with the hum of high-end tactical gear and the cold intent of the men I had brought with me.