Along With The Ride Novels & Stories

We then made a vow of love promising to connect, that soon we would be together again, because I believe in him and I know that his love for me is also greater than anything, and together we will overcome this barrier. — Hi, guys, sorry your mom told me to come, but unfortunately we have to go Brian! “Shall we Anna?” Still crying a lot we were hugged and said goodbye with a kiss and I didn't even care if it was in front of his mother or father, for me, I would be inside that truck, and again he promised he would come back. Good thing, I knew his mom was going to stay here in Colorado, which made me a little happier.

"Look at him. He’s fine." "Get out of my way!" I shoved her aside, racing to the base of the ride. A round had just ended; adults staggered off, clutching their chests, faces pale. I lunged forward to free Ryder, but before I could reach him, the ride lurched back into motion. This time, Ryder was the only passenger. Alone. As he rose again, higher and higher, my mind snapped.

“Gonna be a long ride.” The night was alive with the rumble of engines as we rolled out of the clubhouse parking lot, the dim glow of the streetlights flickering over our convoy like a strobe. The Warriors rode in tight formation, our bikes a unified force slicing through the quiet streets. Behind us, Viktor’s SUVs followed like silent predators.

I grabbed Mia’s bag from her hand before she could stop me. “You ready?” I asked. Her eyes flicked up to mine, bright and determined. “Yeah,” she breathed. “I’m ready.” Zeke mounted his bike. I mounted mine. "We'll prepare your very own bike, Mia, until then, you should ride with Loren." Mia nodded silently, then slid behind me, her hands gripping my jacket as the engine rumbled beneath us and just like that… We rode toward Sablethorn and toward whatever awaited us next.

Just the road, the machines, and the fire inside my chest. We moved in formation… the Hellfire crest shining on our backs. Each of us knew this could be it. The ride you don’t come back from. By the time we reached the ridge overlooking the steel mill, I could see the glow of the floodlights below. Bikes lined the gates. Cobras. A lot of them. “They’re waiting for us,” Duke said, pulling up beside me. “They should’ve brought more,” I said. Old Pete grinned. “You got that crazy look again, kid.”

The final moment of the race was a contest between Lauren, Wanda, and another top rider. Lauren pushed herself to the front, her brows furrowed in fierce concentration. “She’s going to lose,” I whispered, smiling. Kendra looked puzzled. I knew every expression Lauren could make in every circumstance. She couldn’t hold on. No sooner had I spoken than Lauren faltered. Wanda crossed the line first, followed closely by the other rider. Lauren crashed heavily onto the ground, and the riders behind her surged forward, pushing her rank off the first page entirely.

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Yvonne turned her head away from Iris. "Yeah, I don't feel like it." Ted quickly intervened, "It's okay, Iris. We'll cycle. Let's go. It's a long journey, so if we don't hurry, it'll already be midday when we arrive." Iris shrugged. "Alright." The sightseeing bike was a side-by-side tandem bicycle, so Ted was sitting very close to Iris. He could hear her breathing and catch a faint scent from her, causing his heart to race uncontrollably.

I explain, and he nods. “Understand, Miss. Let’s go for a ride.” He grips my hand and leads me to the bikes. I glance towards where he was standing before and see who I believe is his dad watching us. He nods and smiles at me. I turn my gaze from him and follow King to the bike. He climbs on, and I follow behind, swinging my leg over. I wrap my arms around his body and hold him as the bike begins. Slowly, I relax into his body as we ride through the city and out of it.

"You know the Wild Riders go on longer rides. They have a few campgrounds in the Carolinas that offer rental cabins. They also have a place on the West Coast of Florida. They go everywhere." "Really? How do the riders all stay together?" "The rides are very organized. Once the route is planned out, they load it into everyone's GPS. So, if someone has to stop or just wants to take a detour, they all meet up at the next planned stop. Would you like to go on one of the trips?" "It sounds like fun. Yes." "Okay, we can ask Sam about the dates; otherwise, he'll probably tell us once we arrive." "Do you know when the story about the faulty vests is going to hit?"