A Bend In The Road By Nicholas Sparks Novels & Stories

"All honor, all glory, and all power to You, O Holy Father, as I worship You with Precious Jesus Christ, our Saviour, and the Holy Spirit, whom we wait for the fire to consume since You, our God, are a consuming fire with a coal to purge our wickedness and filthiness through the cross of Jesus Christ, Amen, Alleluia!” Finally, Nancy proclaims while singing as she gradually drifts off to sleep. Nancy is having a good time that night when suddenly a terrible scene appears in the background. "What's the problem? This has previously happened before!” As she moves along the unknown path, Nancy utters. The road is made of concrete, is painted white, is clean, long, and narrow, and only has room fo

With trembling hands, I tried to touch the stain, but everything before my eyes blurred more and more. In the end, I passed out.

A condemned road of all normal roads that exists in the city. Stacy eyed me again before saying, “I wasn’t the one who told you.” Oh Stacy, you wouldn’t have to make me promise twice. ~ Minutes later, I was behind the wheel of my new car, hands trembling on the steering as I followed the path Stacy had mapped out for me. My heart pounded with every mile. The headlights cut through trees that grew denser the further I drove. The road turned jagged, narrowing endlessly, the kind of path cars weren’t meant to handle. I knew I couldn’t drive further without risking everything.

Nova I sat on the bench outside my room with my collection of drinks to stick in the little refrigerator inside my room lying beside me and lit another cigarette. I was a complete mess. I wanted to call and make sure Brodie was looking out for my family, but I didn't want to listen to my family try to talk me into coming back home. This was Brodie, though, so I knew he would make sure they were safe.

“We’re on a highway, I think. There’s a mile marker sign coming up. Says 120. Lots of trees. Sun is setting on my left over some mountains. Oh, I see that peak that looks like a baby’s bottle.” “A baby’s bottle?” I could hear James muffling the mouthpiece and shouting at someone in the background. “Okay, good, Addie. Can you make out another peak to the left? Looks kind of like a scythe?” I looked. “Yeah, I think so. Hey, James? The road is really curvy. Does that help?” “Yeah, Addie, it does. I think you’re on the old Spiral Highway. We’re heading your way.”

The road was theirs, and for once, there was no rush. Nicholas turned the key in the ignition, the car rumbling to life, and they pulled back onto the winding road that hugged the coast. The beam of the lighthouse slowly disappeared behind them, replaced by the endless stretch of moonlit cliffs and the gentle roar of the ocean. It was a calm that mirrored the peace Lillian felt inside—a peace she hadn’t known she was capable of.

I let it take me. The road came first. Dark. Wet. Shining under streetlights that stretched too long, too thin, like they’d been pulled apart. The asphalt glistened as if it were holding its breath. I knew it instantly—the curve near Asher’s house. The place where the trees leaned inward like they were listening, their branches clawing at the night sky. My chest tightened painfully. I wasn’t in a car. I was standing in the middle of the road. No. Running.

He switched on the ignition and revved up the engine before backing out of the student parking lot and onto the main road. Nick accelerated the motorcycle and soon enough we were heading out of the town towards the backdrop. I remember driving this same route whenever we went to visit James at University. But the further we drove, the more I could barely recognise the road. For some reason the road looked less travelled and more like an abandoned one that led to who knew where.

The road north bent into darkness that didn’t belong to city maps. Nico drove fast, one hand on the wheel, the other flexing restlessly on his thigh. Sasha sat beside him, head tipped toward the window, watching the world blur. The hum of the tires and the soft rattle of the dash filled what words couldn’t.