Mountains Stories

Arjun × Maithili He was raising the child alone , but life was not done giving him blessings - one day love simply walked in and stayed. One day Arjun visits Maithili's village due to some work and both of their life changes forever. Dive into the story to know about them. The picture on the cover doesn't belong to me , the credit goes to the respectful owner.

Avril Beaulieu was just a normal overachieving teenager until she got in a car accident and woke up in the captivity of a strange young blonde with a grungy sense of style. However, she soon finds herself unable to go out in the sun, unable to see herself in the mirror and with a strange craving for blood.

In the enchanted kingdom of Lordell, a rare and ancient gift pulses through the royal bloodline, waiting to awaken in its chosen heir. At ten, Freya-the spirited Princess of Lordell-discovered her remarkable ability to shape-shift into a magnificent Black Dire Wolf, a creature of shadowed fur, piercing intelligence, and primal grace. This secret remained hidden, known only to the castle and loyal servants. Beyond its walls, villagers whispered of phantom wolves and cursed royalty, unaware their princess was the heart of those tales. Yet with such power comes a terrible curse, looming over Freya like a dark cloud. On the eve of her seventeenth birthday, the curse seizes her. She is drawn into her wolf form, stripped of human control. To break the curse, Freya must embark on a perilous journey across 2,500 miles-through jagged mountains, cursed forests, and frozen wastelands-to the icy realm of Nordryn. There, hidden in ancient rites, lies the Oathrender: a legendary arrow feared for its power to sever magic itself. If she does not break the curse within six months, the curse will hold her forever, leaving her trapped in her wolf form. Her fate is further tangled by duty. Her father has arranged a union with Prince Julian of Athovan, a match born of obligation rather than love. Will Freya accept the fate as a wolf forever? Will she accept the fate of being married off? Or is her fate completely different from what she and everyone expects?

This novel follows two different friend groups deciding to plan a trip to hunza for their spring vacation. The girl's solely going for the culture and view, whereas boys wanted some adventure. They expected a relaxing getaway, but this trips end up making the girl who loved nature wished Attabad wasn't a curse this bad.

BlazeClan has been evicted from their territory; they have no other choice but to flee into the mountains for shelter. The harsh cold, the dangerously unsteady paths, the hawks swooping about... there is a lot of dangers in store for the clan too. The clan is still under the belief that Swanpaw is the prophecy cat; they turn to her for guidance and expect her to know the way to their final destination. She basks in the attention, and pretends to know the way while still tormenting her sister. But Goslingpaw and her friends and foster parents know who really is the cat of the prophecy, and Goslingpaw can't help but realise that she keeps hearing the call of a wild snow goose, despite not knowing where it is. The voices are growing louder, her powers are getting stronger, this perilous journey may lead Goslingpaw and BlazeClan to their destiny... Or maybe to their ultimate demise.

Tales of wilderness where animals raise human children

It has been nigh on two hundred fifty years since the destruction of the Ring and peace thrives in Middle Earth. Men, dwarves, elves, and hobbits live side by side in harmony, or do they? The Elves disappeared from Middle Earth nearly two hundred years ago and no one knows where they went. All they know is that one day they all vanished. Except for one. Illeandir has searched Middle Earth for two-hundred years, ever since a deadly attack that began everything. He scoured the land for a single scroll that holds the location of the lost Elves. But that too is lost. With no idea where to begin looking, Illeandir visits an old friend who may have a clue to where the scroll hides. Persued by orcs and goblins, who will stop at nothing to kill him, he makes his way to Gondor where he discovers the scroll doesn't exist. The hiding place of the Elves is a long kept secret by an elf long dead. But visions tell Illeandir otherwise; to revisit a time in his past he'd rather forget.

This is the story i was supposed to write for my online kids, but it is still unfinished, and yet here i am, uploading it... its suitable for most ages so far hopefully its interesting enough, and yh enjoy!!

─ ·𖥸· ─ ,,𝒓𝒖𝒏, 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒕, 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆. 𝒓𝒖𝒏, 𝒓𝒖𝒏, 𝒓𝒖𝒏.'' ─ ·𖥸· ─ 𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒓𝒔. 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝑺𝒄𝒐𝒕𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 ─ ·𖥸· ─ also, credits to hollyhockfang's Heath Rovers! I inspired some of this rp rules and layout off of that rp book

The trail leads Maggie deeper into cold mountains and quieter towns, where fear speaks louder than guns and every sheriff seems to be running from the same shadow. In the Utah desert, old ghosts stir, old names resurface, and one meeting threatens to change everything. Some legends are hunted. Others walk straight into the fire.

In need of a new start, Jamie winds up in the middle of nowhere Wyoming where a reserved and rough cattleman works his way into her heart. Can they find their way forward after Jamie's secrets catch up with her? ***** Just trying to keep her head down and survive working on a ranch in a small Wyoming town, Jamie finds herself getting involved with the closed off cattleman, who is nothing short of rude. But something about Jamie makes him open up to her, revealing the truth about his own bumpy past. Jamie is too afraid to let her guard down and come clean about her secrets. But when she can't conceal her troubles any longer, she stands to lose the one person she has found worth living for.

Long ago, back when the world was in it's colonization phase, the people residing in Iceland found an island. A lone island in the middle of the sea. No one knows how these Icelandic sailors made it to the island because this island... isn't your typically island. It's got your usual things, plants, trees, bugs. But it has something much more... deadly. Dragons. Nowadays, the people somehow still alive on the island now called Banvæn Eyjafrost. They found other humanoid creatures and have split into two factions, the townies and the Forestwalkers. Finn was born to two townie parents. She was raised alongside them. She enjoyed in their festive 'sacrifices' to the dragons. Until one day, she was the sacrifice. Thankfully an old Forestwalker had saved her and taught her of the forestwalker ways. They lived together for many a year. Until they were celebrating Finn turning 17, a group of teenaged townies set fire to Elisa and Finns only little shed, killing Elisa. With fire flaming all throughout Finn, she sets off to find the dragons and convince them to kill the horrid townies. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My first original story. I do not speak Icelandic, so I'm sorry if the translations for names or things like that are incorrect! Some death and gore. Art is by me! I might, at some point make actual art, but no promises! Please don't steal, I worked really hard on this and am really proud of it

Louis sat down under the dim hospital lights fixing the sheets over Harry's shoulders. He took his hand gingerly, afraid the wrong move would make him shatter to pieces. He looked so fragile. His head kept sending him back to Bringham Cabin, the memories of happiness clouded his mind, his wrong decision hunted him. He kissed the back of the younger boy's knuckles letting the tears flow. After hours of fighting back, of keeping his composure for the other lads, he couldn't take it anymore. He still hoped every passing minute that Harry would miraculously open his eyes and flash Louis that perfect crooked smile. As he moved a curl from his damp forehead something warm overcame him, making his breath hitch. He slid his hand down cupping Harry's cheek tenderly and pressed their foreheads together, closing his eyes. He embraced the warm feeling that fluttered in his stomach, finally accepting what it was. He just wished he had realized it before. Before Harry was free falling.

It has never left us..., whispered her voices. Avery Dragomir, sixteen years old, is serving as a recruit of the Snow Patriots. The Fedonian conflict is coming to an end and a new time of war begins. But war is not all that lays hidden in the country of Alconia she calls home, a massive mountainous land. Its many corners of valleys, forests and mountains are till to this day undiscovered. It is that, what feeds the superstition in the hearts of most people along the unexplainable things that occurred to some of them. And Avery is about to face what some told her to be the mark of the witches in the darkest of swamps, where the death knell is rung by the bellringer Maledictus. This is the tale of war, pain, love, superstition, and the truth behind it. Only dive in if you're brave enough.

Remembering the good times.

A supremely evolved Octopus named Frank, originally from Earth, lives peacefully on a planet somewhere distant in the Milky Way. Frank receives guests from all over the universe telling them his stories and life experiences. One day a member of a once thought extinct species visits his little shack of vines. This member is a Human, from Earth.

This is a spin off of the Fresh Starts RP by Clucktherooster. Warning, the following story will contain themes and depictions of animal abuse, grief, death, human evil, and other similar things

Just outfits for books- And things for books

Cold moonlight shone upon a lonely figure. His silver hair danced with the gentle breeze, his feelings sealed behind an expressionless face. He, who has been imprisoned by his loved ones could only wait for the one that has never betrayed him. For him, that person was like the moon, shining atop the sky. But it was still the ruler of darkness, not welcomed by the daylight. Dark clouds gathered, and a war was about to errupt. Bound by chains, he could only wait, wait for that person, not knowing what was hidden by those cliffs. (This is a bl short story) (Pictures are not mine) (if it's liked, maybe there will be a longer story)