Dog Suicide Bridge Novels & Stories

They appear on the bridge through the fog, emerging like ghosts. More and more come, and Alec is no match. "Alec!" I step onto the bridge right as he grabs a fallen Silver Hunter's sword. Before I can take another step, he slashes through the rope railing and the boards. The bridge snaps in half. I jump back, my butt landing hard on the ground. The two sides of the bridge flip backwards, towards their respective pieces of land. Alec and the Silver Hunters fall through the air. "No!" I reach out a hand, knowing its worthless but trying anyway.

Two of the small helicopters flew over us, racing to aid their comrades already inside our perimeter. In their wake, came some hybridized Hummer/Jeeps, including the guy at the swivel mount of what could have been an automatic grenade launcher. He was traveling so fast he almost made it...ALMOST. The bridge had a built-in dip and as the force and weight of his vehicle hit that dip, the entire eastern end of the bridge gave way.

5:49 AM — Sector F, Bridgepoint Echo Span Fog clung low over the broad steel span, clinging to cables that had started singing gently with first wind. The bridge was not for travel anymore—it had not been in years—but it still stood, still stretched, still sang. Elira shoved her boot against the lip of a painted-on plate. "They crossed over here in field crates. Sometimes on foot. Occasionally by float-rail." Caelan rapped a knuckle on one of the side supports. "Resonance mapping?"

The bridge was in normal state not until, 'Crrrck' The bridge cracked and the middle part fall down. A big gap appeared in the bridge, however, the cut was clean. Like some cake cut in a very neat manner. Then as if the timing was calculated perfectly, the car also split in half just when it was about centimeter away from the bridge gap, and fall down. She walk towards the edge of the gap and watch as the car explodes and fall down the water. A shame, she won't be able to confirm his death.

Holding her and not moving. Not speaking. Just holding her. As though letting go would make it real. Eventually, a sound escaped him. A broken sound. Raw and agonizing. The voice of a man who lost everything. No one had any idea what to say. Not even Matthew turned to face me. Even Ezekiel held back his words and simply stared. Tyler looked down to the ground. There is some pain too great for speech. I crouched by their side. My other hand on the shoulder of Mira. The weight of my own guilt. She died to save me. To give herself to me. Because I am the Bridge.

" There was another cliff opposite the cliff they were at. Carl could faintly see a big tree across. A metal chain bridge that was only 33 yards wide connected both sides. A few pieces of rotten animal corpses hung on the railing of the bridge. A group of black vultures dived down to feast on the food. Vultures were cruel animals. If they thought that Carl had any chance of taking their food away, they would bite him. The Galactic League had punished traitors with this method in the past. Around 30 traitors had sprinted across the bridge as they shrieked. They tried everything but were still attacked by the vultures until they were disfigured. Eventually, they died from bleeding too much. Wo

Hawk said, his voice tight with emotion. "But Dylan needs to die. Your aunt may have deceived you, but everything she did was for your own good. And you… You say you don’t love him anymore, but you haven’t truly let him go. I owe your aunt a great debt, and I won’t let her sacrifices be in vain!” Suzy was momentarily stunned. She hadn’t expected this to be his reasoning. "So, did you cause the bridge to collapse too?" "I did.” Suzy took a deep breath. "Do I look like the kind of person who’d ever take back an ex?"

I was the Regent of the Reed Pack, holding things together while Mason’s health failed. "Savannah!" Dominic Russo ran up the stairs, his face pale. "The border scouts... they’re dead." "What? Who did it?" "We don't know. But they left a message on the iron bridge." I ran to the stables, my heart thundering. I rode to the bridge, my breath catching in my throat as I saw the scene. The bridge was covered in blood. And there, nailed to the center wooden beam, was a single, weather-worn scroll.

then he pointed at the forest on the other side of the bridge, “That forest over there— it leads to a fork road, which heads to the moonhaven territory on the east and the moon River pack on the west.” “Oh my.” I was intrigued by what he had to say. “There’s been multiple reports of someone destroying the bridge. I’m pretty sure it’s Atlas, no one from the moon River pack would do such a thing.” He grunted, for the first time I saw a wall break. The facade of the untouchable Lucien looked cracked, he looked annoyed. I stared at the bridge, judging from the way it broke there were clear signs of foul play. This wasn’t some simple sabotage, someone was willing to kill just to prove a point as

"Take me to the bridge where someone helped me and where you saw us." "It is already night, Haru. I will take you tomorrow to the bridge that you said." "You will never be able to visit me here again because you are too busy taking care of your patients, so please take me now to the bridge." Tyrel just nodded. He helps Haru walk until they get out of the hospice. Tyrel carefully got Haru into his car, and then he got into the driver's seat and immediately drove his car towards where Haru was saying. A few minutes later, they reached the bridge where Haru was supposed to commit suicide then. Tyrel pulled over his car on the side and opened the door for Haru, who immediately got out of the car