Deer Creek Drive Novels & Stories

She pulled out smoothly, the truck eating up the miles as they left the familiar grounds behind and headed toward Shadowbrook. The drive wasn't long, but the anticipation built with every turn. When they arrived in Capitola and pulled up to the restaurant, Nico's eyes widened. Shadowbrook sat nestled along the banks of Soquel Creek, its entrance tucked away like a hidden gem. They opted for the famous red cable car—a quirky funicular that glided them down the hillside through lush gardens and past trickling waterfalls. The gentle descent felt almost magical, like stepping into another world.

--- The drive out of Cresthaven takes eleven minutes. I know because I watch the clock on the dashboard the way I have trained myself to watch things when the alternative is feeling them. Seven forty-three when we pull away from Pack Hall. Seven forty-nine when we pass the turn for Larkspur Lane, already curtains drawn, already empty. Seven fifty-four when the last of the town's buildings drops away and the road narrows into the long stretch of pine-edged tarmac that leads south. She drives with both hands on the wheel and her eyes forward.

He told her as he drove out of the compound and they set out for the grocery store. Creek Island is a small city in Yardstin. But when it comes to wealth, it is regarded as the third wealthiest city in Yardstin, with Lakeview topping the chart and Crescent Fall following right behind. Once they were off the main road, Simon drove down the streets with beautiful, tidy and good roads. The roads were adorned with canopy trees on each side forming a perfect shade from the sun. "Is the grocery store still far from here?" Paige asked about fifteen minutes into the ride.

Or rather, she was being jostled in Dimitri's truck because of the crappy roads of Bull Creek. "I need to warn you," Dimitri said once they pulled off Crabgrass Road and onto Highway 192, turning left toward Everglades. "This bar is nothing like Shades back in Draven Falls." He glanced over at her and shrugged. "It's more like a…comfy shack."

Luke removed Dexie's ugly complexion. Jasper drove the car from the parking lot and sent it to the villa along Riverside Avenue as quickly as possible. On the way, Dexie had already lost all sense of reason. She didn’t seem to realize who she was or where she was. She kept moving nervously while groaning. Her strange groans sounded like a squawking bird, which was quite unsettling.

The heavy scent of snow and damp earth have replaced the cedar polish of the mansion. I still prefer the scent of nature over the scent of expensive polish. Roughing it without water on tap has not been as much fun as I remember though. "It’s a tight squeeze," Dexter whispers, his breath misting. "An old overflow sluice. It opens out just past the main snowdrift. It is barely visible and dangerous.” “Bryce is a bigger threat.” I turn to Weiland. “Start rounding everyone up.” He nods and disappears into the caves.

I pull into Mum’s driveway; it’s a long wide road lined with pink flowering dogwood trees. It’s beautiful this time of year. Abbey and Quinn did an excellent job on the landscaping. The driveway opens up into a circle; in the middle of the ring is a small garden and bench seating under the shade of a large oak tree.

Deagan grinned, enjoying the crazy look she sent him. “You’ll see.” came her mysterious response. Adrenalin coursed through Aria’s veins as she pressed her foot harder on the gas when they merged onto the open road. Living in the city had its perks, but it also meant endless traffic and little opportunity to drive freely, something she hadn’t realised she missed till she looked at the open road ahead of her. ### Anacortes is a little coastal town, an hour and a half outside Seattle, and also home to the best hot chocolate in the state.

this the pacific highway that runs along the coast of California we are going to Beverly Hills La I decided to let you enjoy the scenic route he explained I figured the water elemental in you might appreciate that you figured correctly it's so gorgeous she breathed as she stuck her head out the window she inhaled the fresh air I can smell the ocean from here she breathed in delight he smiled they drove along the coast and soon exited the highway driving into a city filled with palm trees and very beautiful looking buildings it was the streets she recognized from movies Welcome to Beverly Hills Rodeo Drive he said she was gazing out the window at all the expensive looking storefronts marked w

And how she wanted to take Amara there someday so she could experience the same feeling. I went back to my office and pulled out Elena's files. I searched through them until I found the property deed for a cabin at 4782 Pine Ridge Road in Lakewood. It was three hours north and in a remote area with no neighbors for miles. It would be the perfect place for Amara to hide. I got in my car and started driving. I did not tell anyone where I was going because I needed to do this alone. The drive took longer than I expected because I got lost twice trying to find Pine Ridge Road. Eventually, I saw the mailbox with the number 4782 and a gravel driveway leading back into the trees.