Novel & Cerita Airborn

Blair ran through the corridors of the hospital, bumping into various people on the way. The moment she heard Calvin was stabbed her throat went dry. She couldn’t talk or think straight. All she knew was that she had to be there, with him. Also the way Raiden was panting on the phone it wasn’t hard to assume that he was injured too.

-Skylar- Suddenly, the pain stopped and everything around me looked completely different. Not in the sense that I was in a new environment, the way I was seeing everything was different. It was like I had a new pair of eyes; everything was much sharper. My nose filled with the most beautiful scent, cinnamon, my nose followed the scent, landing on Aspen. I looked at him, only to see him looking at me with complete and utter shock. I tried to get out some words, wanting to ask what was wrong, but nothing came out apart from a howl. Why was I howling?

I whisper. ********

"Guys we need to hurry up because we're going on an air jet!" Huh? Air Jet? I thought there was no plane here. Come on! It might find me a passport! "I-I thought there was no plane here?" I asked suddenly. It's just shit, isn't it? An adventure that turned into stone! I don't want to be left behind just because I don't have a passport or visa! "Hahahahaha! No, Air Jet is like air transportation going to the mountains. That's the transportation from Winterfell to any continent because no car can go there." This answer made me laugh.

Silvia exhaled the smoke before crushing the cigarette on the railing. Hunter rested his chin on her shoulder as they stared at the beautiful scenery. The weather was cloudy and the Sun rays were falling through the spaces between the fluff of clouds. The blue sea was twinkling. It was just so beautiful. The calming breeze swirled around them as they breathed in deeply gazing in sheer silence. Their hearts were at ease. Silvia grabbed his hand intertwining their fingers as she pulled his hand up, dropping a kiss on the back of his hand and holding it to her chest.

An Unforgettable Affair on the Gulfstream G700 . The luxurious business jet, the Gulfstream G700, was flying smoothly from Brazil to Seattle in the USA. It had crossed the city of Denver ten minutes ago. The sky outside the Gulfstream G700 was a deep shade of blue, with wisps of fluffy white clouds passing by at a leisurely pace. The sun was shining brightly, casting a warm glow through the windows of the aircraft. Inside, the passengers were ensconced in their plush leather seats, sipping champagne, and enjoying gourmet snacks. Anju and Ratna, the flight attendants, moved gracefully through the cabin, catering to the passengers' every need with impeccable service. Laughter and lively conver

"I'm sure it would have been air... because who wouldn't want this amazing beautiful power" Tony said, lifting his arms in the air...and I felt a gentle breeze brush against my cheeks like a peck. Show off "Or earth" Micah argued, and lied down on the bed staring at the ceiling. Then with a flick of his fingers, the room was suddenly filled with flower petals of different colors. Tony with an excited smile, moved his arms navigating the all over the room with air. It was always beautiful whenever these boys play with their magic. "or even better fire"

The cabin stayed quiet. Not peaceful, just contained, as if the walls themselves were holding their breath. Aria sat against the rough wooden wall, knees drawn up slightly like she was bracing for an attack no one else could see. Her back pressed hard into the uneven planks. She looked both tense and utterly drained at the same time. Her breathing had become steady. Too steady. It sounded forced, like she was consciously controlling every single breath to keep herself together.

After I draw the curtains the three of us sit facing each other. “Okay. Eyes closed for me” Tilly leads us “Feet firmly on the floor. I want you to pay attention to the feel of your breathing moving in and out. The cool breath in and warm breath out as your chest gently rises and falls. iI want you to feel the heavy, sleepy feeling pushing down on you now. That warm, comfort, embrace it as it envelopes you and brings you deeper into a gentle sleep with me…” Tilly continues to talk but her voice is growing feinter and feinter like I’ve moved to another room.

Alpha Star and Star One sat in the dark basement in front of the laptop. “I sent the voice clippings to MRO.” said Star One. “Good. They’ll like that,” Alpha Star said. “Yes. And I’ve heard a new organization has cropped up. They call themselves SRO. Kinda like an anti-MRO programme.” “SRO? What does that stand for?” “No idea.” “Hmm...” Alpha star said absentmindedly. “Listen... don't you think this is all–”