Come Take A Trip In My Airship Novels & Stories

At the annual party, the organizer held a raffle box and let us draw lots one by one. Watching the company prosper made me incredibly proud. I casually unfolded the paper and couldn't believe my luck. I won the grand prize—a three-day trip to Marosa! I could either get reimbursed for the trip afterward or have 50 thousand dollars added to my paycheck. To support Vincent Cosby's startup, I hadn't even asked my family for a single cent all year. 50 thousand dollars was certainly no small sum to me.

But as one car passed by and then he’s gone. Then it hit me, its happening again. It’s still raining, but I am all alone here. I looked up ant the sky was filled with glowing circles with some weird characters along them and geometrical figures appearing and disappearing, rockets flying and exploding, and I see people die! I see them cry and hear them plead! Airships! I see airships bombing- “Dude!” I snapped back to reality when Kev tapped me at my shoulders. I nearly lost my balance. “What’s wrong?” Aya asked.

It answered me. "They don't own me Gen." I snorted because of what he said. I get wet when I hear that. Who doesn't? "Then are we close to you?" I covered here and almost broke my neck from looking outside. "Yes, actually very close." This is the answer. I did not think that our trip would not be so long. Well, the trip is in the air, so it's easier. I didn't leave where I was standing, I just looked outside and I was still in awe of the floating mountains! I'm sure that if Misha sees it, he'll be really clear if it's a leak!

"It's just that Cassidy! I have no intentions on ruining things for them. They seemed so in love. So caring and. . . .ugg, just right for each other. Fuck, I really need a vacation or something. This whole news has me so bummed." She stayed silent for a while making me look at my phone. Maybe the line went dead without me noticing? Nope, she was still there. "Cassidy? You still there?" She sighed and cleared her throat. "Ok. Get your shit ready. I'm picking you up and taking you for a boat ride on dad's yat for the weekend. "What? No. I have work on Monday Cass! I can't miss work. You know that!" Last time we had gone on one of her weekend get aways, she promised to get me back by Sunday nig

“Ms. Sinclair, we’ve made it to the airport. You luggage has already been sent it to be boarded.” “Thanks Jefferson. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to keep you waiting.” I climb out of the car and walk into the airport. Shortly after I board the plane and we ascend into the air. Hopefully this can be the relaxing trip everyone thinks I so desperately need.

The air hummed with anticipation, a symphony of excitement and possibility. Camila felt a surge of gratitude for the journey that lay before them and the company she shared it with. With a smile tugging at the corners of her lips, she reached for Ethan's hand, intertwining their fingers. "Here we are," Ethan whispered, his voice filled with a sense of wonder and excitement. "Our grand Fun awaits, my love." Ethan returned to the car trunk and carefully retrieved both his and Camila's luggage. He gestured for Camila to follow him as he led the way towards the magnificent Ship Cruise. Camila's eyes widened with awe as she marveled at the intricate decorations adorning the ship's interior.

Loretta cut my binds with the chainblade, and I hugged her. “We’re not out yet,” she said. “And don’t think this means anything. That ritual might have turned out well, but the next one might not.” I ignored this comment, and tried to think of a way out. “If we can get on an airship, we can fly back to London.” “How do we get an airship?” asked Loretta. I shrugged. “Maybe I can fly to one.” “They’ll shoot you down before you’re even in the air,” said Sven. He raised his head and pistol over the edge of the ditch, aiming for the Mekran troops. He squeezed the trigger, but nothing happened.

" He shoved me into the cargo area of the car. Bang! The trunk door slammed shut, and I was left alone in the confined space. Outside, laughter and friendly conversation ensued, interspersed by the sound of Zayden's gentle voice as he placated Erica, "Don't mind her. She's been spoiled rotten by her family since she was young and wants the best for herself." "Does she really hate me, Zayden?" Erica asked demurely. "No, she's tempestuous, that's all. She'll get over it in a while," Zayden reassured her. I leaned against the trunk, feeling my breathing become more and more difficult. The thin air at high altitude made every breath hard, and the confined space made it even worse.

I slipped past them, careful to stay calm, my heartbeat loud in my ears. I made my way to the airship waiting outside. I climbed in and gave the pilot the instructions to return to the palace. The city lights blurred past as I tried to focus on the video I had taken, but as soon as I checked my phone, my stomach dropped. It wasn’t mine. Someone had taken it.

His mother took a heavy breathe again. “If you must do it, then I will stand by you. Do what I can to…” she shrugged helplessly “minimize the difficulties. But…” Calista stopped again, then changed what she might’ve been going to say. She held up her hands. Her voice when she spoke again was brisk, unemotional. “I will leave for Switzerland this evening. The trip was programmed for the next week, but, with all this, I decided I’ll go there early...” She paused a moment.