3 Day Road Book Novels & Stories

Her personal life was always put aside. "Third book," she whispered to herself as she starts to drive. "That's shooting for the moon." It's past seven in the evening but compared to many previous nights, it's an early time out for her. It's like leaving the office and hitting the road in the afternoon. The lights are a refreshing sight. She takes the same route and passes the same road every night but it's only now that she noticed the bright lights.

Three Months Long is a story set in Abuja, in predominantly two districts, Wuye and Jabi. Peter and Olivia are in love and want to have a future together. However, Olivia is older than Peter by a few years and already a graduate while Peter is still a freshman in the university . While Peter’s family is not perturbed about the difference in age and academics , Olivia’s family won't have any of it. Peter promises Olivia a forever love but will their love stand the stern test from their parents and the Nigerian society where it's expected for a man to be several years older than his partner? As the story unravels, love, fear, uncertainty, parental pressures determination, trust and values are

"Be with me, Holly. I'll build a good life for us!" … I switched on my phone and saw 17 unread texts, with the latest one from five minutes ago. "Holly, I'm at the city hall, by the main entrance. When are you getting here?" I stared at the screen, and a laugh slipped out of me. How ironic. After 27 days of begging, all he offered was a promise to marry me in three days. Those three days came and went, and I couldn't even find the strength to call that lie out.

Chapter 44: Three Days “The journey from Les Bois all the way back to Traketen will take three days, two if we make haste,” said Hayden the moment Cory opened her eyes. She had awoken on his chest. The Alpha’s warmth had made her sweat a little and her skin was sticking to his. She peeled herself away from him and sat up, hugging her knees to her chest and pulling the blanket around her. “Good morning to you too,” she said.

I don't like this at all. We run at a much quicker pace than we took when we came here. It will still take three days to get to the outpost because we don't have an airplane picking us up. We sleep two hours the first night, and we start off again. The last thing I would do is complain. We speak little. I can't stop thinking about Ruth and Missy, and I know Beck is as worried as I am. Three days is a lifetime when those you love are in danger. ***

The highway opened up ahead of us, empty road stretching north toward the distant mountains that rose like jagged teeth against the sky. Toward Elena Nightwhisper and whatever answers she might hold. I pushed the bike faster, wind whipping past us and stealing my breath. The pack matched my speed without hesitation, moving as one unified force. Three days. That's all we had to get there and find help. Three days before the moonfire consumed her completely and I lost another person I loved. "Hold on tight," I told Jolie through our bond, pushing warmth and reassurance through the connection. "Always," she replied, her mental voice weak but determined.

I asked Elijah, stretching my head to look at his tall frame. "Now. I already have our clothes packed for the trip" "Wa-wait what? How many days are we using and how far is it?" I asked,folding my hands together. "It's a five hours car ride and we'll be staying three days" I nodded and we continued walking. I spot a black car by the side of the bridge. We walked towards it and as I placed my hand on the Car handle, Elijah's hand also came on mine. We looked at each other before I broke eye contact and removed my hand while he opens the door for me.

I prayed to God to help me reach home safe Like an answer to a prayer, God is always faithful. Dear reader, I reached home safely. I paid the motorcycle fare and requested him to keep the change. The gentleman was so kind enough to wait for me open the gate and ensured I was in safe. I thanked him and wished him a safe journey. Since God had helped me through this night strugglr, I had to run for my life away from this possessive relationship . Minutes home, I kindly switched off my phone but couldn't sleep. I kept thinking of how rude, arrogant, inconsiderate he had been. Icould not imagine moving forward with the relationship.

"That is the point. They fall so new ones can grow." "That is not comforting." "It is not supposed to be comforting. It is supposed to be true." He looks at me. "That is my line." "I know. I borrowed it." "With interest?" "With interest." We walk. The sun sets. The stars come out. The world is dark and beautiful and temporary and perfect. --- The third day, we drive again. North. The trees get taller. The mountains get closer. The air gets thinner. Damon drives with one hand on the wheel.

I search over each one and smile, choosing number three, “This one is a little cabin on 6 acres of land. There is a pond for fishing, hiking, a fire pit, a grill, and a hot tub. It says the nearest town is 45 minutes away and according to the map, we drive through it first.” I watch Terry’s eyes light up and he smiles, “That’s perfect. We can get some stuff and then spend let’s say, 3 days there?” Three days? It seems long enough but short. That’s perfect. “Yes, I’ll book it,” I say smiling. “Good, all my info is in there. Just pay using my card, “He says, looking at what exit we need to take. I nod and book it using his info and I smile as the confirmation pops up, “It’s confirmed.”