Booktok Bus Park Slope Novels & Stories

00 pm, and Blake had taken a long nap during the journey and only woke up when the car stopped at the foot of the hill. It was cold in the city but even colder around the hill. When Kisa looked out the window, it was dark except for a few headlights in the parking lot. But looking up the hill, it was brightly lit, like a city that never slept. The night had obscured the hill from a distance, while the brightly lit place looked like a magical city in the sky. Special sightseeing buses were plying the mountain road, and private vehicles were not allowed on the hill. As soon as Jensen stopped the car, a sightseeing bus stopped beside him. "Mr. Tanner has been expecting you on the hill. I will t

"The State Park is pretty well-known, but this is probably not the best time to take a picture of it." "I'll need to look into it." Before he looked at me again, his eyes moved over me as if he was trying to remember what I looked like when I took off my clothes. "I wanted to take some urbex pictures of this place called The Slopes. From what the Internet tells me, a ski area that is no longer used. Always a good thing to have in the portfolio." That got me to pay attention again. “Oh! You can't, no." He raised his brow. He told me, "I'm pretty good at getting past simple security measures. As the saying goes, this isn't my first rodeo."

Felix said coldly, “Hugh, just wait for it. If we can make it through today, I will not f*cking let you off! Don’t forget that I’m the f*cking eldest grandson of the Wade family. So, even if the Wade family were to really kneel and have our assets shrunk by half, I would still be the eldest grandson, and you’re still separated from me. You will only be next in line after Charlie. So, who do you think you are?” Hugh wanted to retort, but after thinking about it, he felt that what Felix had said seemed to sound reasonable too. So, he could not help but involuntarily shrink his neck. At this time, the eight buses also drove up the mountain. Fortunately, when Mount Wintry had first been built, a

Without a definite destination, I boarded the bus that had just arrived, letting it take me through the streets of this unfamiliar city. I sat near the door, observing the quiet residential area that gradually changed into high-rise buildings. As the bus passed a large park near the airport, I stood up immediately. I wanted to get off there. I pulled the bell cord and waited for the bus to stop. About five hundred meters from the park area, the bus pulled over at a stop called Meridian Super Block. The bus's hydraulic door opened with a hissing sound. I stepped out, followed by several other passengers who were also getting off. My feet moved quickly toward the park gate. Two large white hor

They all had to be okay. I didn’t want to know how many heartbeats On Board did pick up. I couldn’t ask the question and Seith wasn’t volunteering the information. The train of SUVs careened out the front gate, heading for the hillside road we called the slope. It was full of switchbacks and even on a good day it was not a fast road. It still shaved almost an hour off instead of going the long way. I wasn’t going to fault the guys for taking the slope.

Maybe even hurt. Not dangerous. Not deceptive. But even now, part of me felt like I was chasing a shadow through a maze of half-truths—and the closer I got, the more I realized I didn’t know what I was chasing at all. Still, I wasn’t ready to give up on him. Not yet. Because people don’t just fall into your life like that. Not by accident. And not twice. “I’m thinking we anchor the route at the west gate,” Xenia said, tapping the map I’d drawn. “It’ll get the most foot traffic from passersby, and it’s closer to the subway for people bringing dogs.”

The boys chatted excitedly in between George directing me to a camp site. We finally got to the site. It appeared to be a crater of some sort but with gentle slopes. What was the most noticeable of everything was the green grass that was just about everywhere, except the slopes. Near the slopes was about thirty pine cabins, that stood in lines of two about ten meters apart, in semi circles. George showed me where was the best spot to drive down the slope so that I can park between the two lines at the far end. I got out of the car and looked the place over. In the centre of it all was a massive fire pit, with an enormous pile of wood next to it.

Anna’s POV The brakes of Bus 2 screeched loudly as the vehicle finally rolled to a stop in the gravel driveway of the Lakeside Haven Resort. Outside the tinted windows, a massive wooden lodge stood against a backdrop of tall pine trees and a gray, foggy lake. "Alright, seniors! Grab your bags and form a neat line in the main lobby!" Mrs. Gable’s voice boomed through the megaphone, cutting off the loud cheers of the students. "Do not wander off!"

Louis blinked: "I'm not as lucky as you. I will have to work at Happy Hill for the rest of my life!” Kyle frowned and asked: "What? Why?" Louis was about to explain, but he saw the bus stopped in front of a well-lit pub, so he softly said: "I'll tell you another time!" After saying that, he and the boys on the bus stepped down one after another. This flashy pub is named Happy Hill. Its outside is a bar with romantic music, but at the end of the road there is a hidden door behind pots of rosehip, leading to many separate rooms - that is Happy Hill indeed.