Backyard Roller Coaster Novels & Stories

"N-No. It's nothing." I nodded as I reached for the playground, dragging him along. "You should tag along," I said and hopped on the back of one of the lifeless horses. The wonderful sound of music coming out from the carousels could be heard as I shook his arm. "Let's go with one of these, huh? There are also thrill rides, water rides, transport rides and roller coasters. Or perhaps we should ride this merry-go-round first for Miguel's sake? Then we can move on to the next round." I asked with a raised chin.

“Roller coasters. We have to do the biggest one first.” I smirked. “You sure you can handle that?” Her head whipped toward me, her eyes narrowing in challenge. “Please. I was made for this.” Minutes later, we stood in line for the Thunder Drop, the park’s most infamous rollercoaster, a monstrosity of steel that twisted high into the sky before plunging into a near-vertical drop. The screams of riders echoed through the air as the cars whipped around sharp turns and spiraled into loops. Steph was practically bouncing in place.

I watched them go with a small smile. When I finished the last cone I stood up, brushing my hands together. "Okay," I announced. "We're definitely trying out the roller coaster." Everett looked up at me. "You're sure?" "I was almost traumatized in a haunted house today and I survived," I said. "A roller coaster should be nothing." "Don't want you getting sick from all the movement," he said, standing too. "I won't," I responded with so much confidence in my voice. The roller coaster was called The Titan and it was enormous.

Asher said, poking my cheek afterwards. “And that is a carousel. And a horse themed merry go round and even a cotton candy stand!” He said pointing. “Woah. What about the Coaster rollers? I had heard someone talk about one of those before.” I sniffed, taking in the smell of sweet sweet sugar. “Coaster rollers?” Asher said, squinting his eyes. “Or, do you mean roller coaster?” He asked, looking at me. I pushed his nose. “Whatever. Something like that I guess. Can we go on that first?”

" I said a little irritated. LODE The Cyclone reaches a maximum speed of 60 miles per hour, carries 24 passengers, and boasts a total track length of 2,640 feet. As the second-steepest wooden roller coaster in the world, the Cyclone features an adrenaline-charged plunge measuring 85 feet at an uncompromising descent angle of almost 60 degrees. Exhilarating drops, curves, 27 elevation variations and a sinuous layout have made this iconic wooden coaster a timeless classic and after more

I grabbed his wrist before he could finish. “Nope. No backing out now. Let’s go” And just like that, I pulled him inside. I insisted we start with the biggest ride in the park, a towering roller coaster that had sharp drops and endless loops. Ryan gave me a blank stare. “I deal with million-dollar deals and ruthless businessmen every day. You really think this is going to scare me?” I smirked. “We’ll see about that”. A few minutes later, as the roller coaster shot down its first steep drop, I screamed in exhilaration while Ryan… well, Ryan was stone-faced, gripping the bar tightly. But when I turned to look at him, I swore I saw his lips twitch upward, just a little.

Mark wondered when Sarah shook him up. “Brother, what happened? I am calling your name since long,” Sarah complained. Lily too looked at him. “Nothing. I was thinking something. Shall we go then?” Mark asked them. They both nodded and then left the house. After an hour they reached the Theme Park. Mark bought the tickets for them and said they had to go for the roller-coaster ride first. “I am scared of Roller coaster,” Sarah stated. “But it is fun,” Lily told her. “I know. But-”

“I have my ways. It always pays to be prepared.” “How mysterious of you,” I said, voice teasing. We stopped before one of the biggest rollercoasters in the entire park. My eyes bulged at the sheer height of the contraption, watching in amazement as the current group of riders were transported across a network of loops and swirls, screaming with glee the whole way. I was so transfixed that I barely heard the group of rowdy kids streaming past. Alfred absentmindedly grabbed my wrist and pulled me behind him, so I avoided the sudden near-stampede.

There is no way I'm going to ever win in an argument against the two of them. So we pile into the car and head back down the hill. As we approach, the ocean gives way to a large bay, a Ferris wheel visible in the distance along with a large wooden roller coaster next to some palm trees and an unending beach with large curling waves. Maybe a vacation is just what we need.

he said, coldly, "He will kill me and then send you back to your father." My grip on his hand tightened, and my eyes burned but I nodded nonetheless as we moved inside the amusement park. "I'm not dressed for an amusement park." "You look perfect." I was absolutely mesmerized. Everyone was bustling around with enthusiasm, going from one ride to another; the sound of cheerful music mixed with the sound of joyous screaming was heard all around. Clowns were making the young ones laugh, and the most thrilling was the rollercoaster, zooming in and out, going up and down, and spinning around wildly.