Short Stories Collection

By Ryder Stone

A collection of Short Stories. Over five different short stories, various story genre but over all a rousing good read sure to delight readers between the ages of twelve and seventy.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ryder Stone
• Release date: Oct 29, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311329905

Ryder Stone

I'm 33 years old, I have 5 children, I'm divorced and also engaged to a wonderful man. I've been writing since I was 12 years ago and have had countless poetry published from age 14 till now. I currently have three finished novels, one almost finished, one half way there and six with less than ten chapters. I write a LOT. When I am not writing, I am listening to music or cooking for my family, occasionally I will jump on the Xbox and play Call Of Duty or Minecraft.

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Short Stories Ryder Stone

Short Stories

A collection

Ryder Stone

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The adventures of Jade Raccoon

Birds Chirped nestled in the treetops of the great pines, while below deer grazed unaware of the danger nearby. Rabbits foraged for food, nuzzling the green clovers beneath its paws. The sky above rose with a brilliant red-orange, and the day began. Sunlight glistened off the dark green branches of the still life. Waist high bushes swayed in the autumn breeze.

Leaves rustled as twigs snapped in the all to quiet air. The slight humming told of the bee’s quest for pollen. Squirrels leaped and danced from the trees above, as chipmunks searched for fallen food. Smells of honeysuckle trailed the air, causing a pleasant fragrance as it mingled with the smell of the wild.

Eyes watched the forest come alive, stalking the animals, waiting for its prey. Still as a tree, the shadow never moved but for the silent rise and fall of breath. The mighty elk, with antlers as wide as a small child, came into the forest glen, strutting as the smaller animals rushed away. The shadow careful of its prey slid an arrow from its pack and silently cocked its bow. Aiming at a small runt of a rabbit, waiting to make its move. With a whistling tune the arrow flew and hit its mark.

Animals scurried away as the scent of danger filled their ears. And there on the ground