Airport Novels & Stories

It was just after six in the evening when Adrian arrived at the airport for his red eye flight to London. He had kept everyone waiting on the tarmac for almost 2hrs, and if there was one person who wasnt pleased, that was Aria, the flight attendant. It was her first time flying for his private company and she had no idea what to expect. She patiently waited at the door of the small plane and felt her heart skip a beat the moment her eyes fell on the very sexy guy walking up to her,

As Boeing 747 joined the friendly skies of San Francisco, California en route to Manila, Savannah was seated beside the window admiring the view inside the aircraft. With a book on her lap, she intends to enjoy the 14-hour non-stop trip. She is going to see her friends from high school, finalize the transfer of her parents' landholdings to her nephews and nieces, and tie some loose ends from her first relationship.

Kansas City, Missouri, America, 1983 Jordan Findley wanted to see him in his office, and in Aaron’s experience, that was either a very good thing, or a very bad one. Though the Guardian Leader rarely raised his voice, an admonishment from him was much like disappointing a favorite parent, and as Aaron made his way to the top floor of the office building, he hoped this was good news.

Either way it was dangerous and had to be stopped. Dawn sighed “you’re right”, she conceded “they don’t” she moved her hand away “alright Danny I’ll help”. “Dawnie, we owe you big time”, Daniel said, relieved. “Yes you do”, Dawn said “now, where is this taking place?” “A small town in Indiana called Edenvale”, the younger Wesson brother answered. “I’ll head off right away”, Dawn told him “just hang in there Daniel” and with that she hung up.

Jason announced the moment they stood in front of me and I hummed in response calling for the elevator, suddenly feeling irritated. . . . . . . . . . . .

What was it called again? "What's the name of the city again " I asked Venetia who stood by my side. I was a little taller than her. " Naal city miss" she answered. "Would you please stop calling me miss. My name is Aria" I Said to Venetia whereas I wasn't born with " miss " as my name. "I'm sorry Miss Aria" she said and I rolled my eyes. My eyes caught a beautiful garden, it has many beautiful flowers with different kinds colours. Morning glory, sunflowers, roses, lilies. It was so beautiful and tall I could get lost in it.

a simple answer, but Mike seems fulfilled. He nodded and wait until he goes. He opened his phone and launched the CAM application he is using from its launch. “Sam Ramos … this man is the top streamer?” he keeps on visiting his profile, but he knocks it off when a young lady calls his name from a decent distance. “Babe!” Mike immediately goes to her and maintains social distancing until they reach a motel nearby. Mike is a naughty twenty-three years old Civil Engineering senior. He always wanted new-- if he tastes it, he can throw it like a lollipop from his mouth.

'Moving on to some other stories that we're tracking this morning, a shocking accidental road mishap that's been reported on texas highway on September 5th that's left a dead person. The Texas highway patrol says 23 years Hope Jonas in her white SUV was traveling swerved to avoid hitting a pickup truck then drove off the road, hit some trees, rolled over and became engulfed in flames killing her. Upon arrival, the city's fire and rescue service found a vehicular light and a body burnt beyond recognition trapped inside the vehicle.'

She pointed at her screen with a pencil where a bold ABSENT had been placed beside his name on the waiting list. "I'm sorry but there are no more flights going to Alaska today, sir? You will have to return in a week's time or so. Thank you for choosing Silver Lining."

I watch my brown flats take steps across the glossy white tiles, pulling my weekend bag behind me as I check my phone for the fourth time. Thank god I'm back on flat land; sitting for thirteen hours, at thirty thousand feet above the ground, is long enough. If only Gabe was here because I'm stuck with a five-hour transit at Terminal 3, Singapore Changi Airport while I wait to go sky high again.