Driven The Book Novels & Stories

Something jerks beneath me. Hard. My body lurches forward before I’m even fully awake. My eyes snap open. The world outside the window is moving. Trees blur past. Gravel crunches beneath the tires. The car sways slightly as it drives over a rough road. For a moment my mind can’t catch up. Why am I— Then I see him. Draven sits in the driver’s seat, one hand resting on the wheel, the other loose against the gear. His shoulders look relaxed, like this is just another normal morning drive.

Elara's POV I was about to run back into the company when a car drove out and stopped right in front of me. The passenger door swung open, and Draven's voice cut through the panic clawing at my chest. "Get in. Now." I didn't hesitate. I threw myself into the car, slamming the door behind me just as Kael hit the accelerator. The car lurched forward, tires screeching against the pavement as we sped away from the building. My hands were shaking as I fumbled with the seatbelt.

The grumbling earth and shaking subside when I reach the closed door the crying is emanating from. I pull the lever, and I try moving the door. It is stuck! Brixtius is a second behind me and seeing I couldn't open the door, throws all his weight into helping me push it. The door moves inch by agonizing inch, but hearing the painful cries of Eurydice got my adrenaline pumping. An innate maternal instinct, the one where a parent's become superhuman to save a child, makes the door move faster. The same ability and fear have Brixtius in a frenzy as well. He has to get to his child.

We soon left the city, taking a route, which as described by Joseph, would take us to the motel Cameron had booked for our entire stay. The roads were empty, only a few cars to be seen, and at every ground we covered, the excitement burst through me. The fingers of Cameron were linked in mine, form sat back in the seat, while his gaze lingered on me, being taken up by this much glee. "Isn't this exciting?" I let out a squeal, staring on at the areas we drove past. It was a new discovery for me. A journey of thrill. He had only pushed towards me, form so close to mine, while our eyes remained locked in each other's.

After I hung up, I let out a long, heavy breath. The driver glanced at me in the rearview mirror. "Happy New Year." I managed a smile. "Happy New Year." Back at my own home, I took the property deed out of the cabinet. Only my name was on it. That was the security my husband, Henry Mercer, left me. He bought the apartment while he was still alive, intending it for our retirement. Then Lisa got married and her husband, Brandon Seat, didn't have a place of his own, so they moved in temporarily.

And find out if there was any way to fix it. As she drove, Caitlin thought again of the rare books she had found in her library. Most of all, she that of that one rare volume, and its torn page. She thought of its ancient ceremony, the one in Latin, with its cure for vampirism. She wondered again if it was real. Was that just passed down from folklore? An old wives’ tale?

Chapter Seventeen- Bad Girls Get Punished Part Three •|•|•| "Oh my god!" I squeezed my eyes shut, my heart racing like a wild horse as we cut through traffic. It is official. I am terrified of this man. Damien Blackwood drives like a maniac, like fast and furious kind of insane driving. I was only able to put my thoughts together once the car slowed down to sixty.

My heart was hammering in my ears like a woodpecker breaking into wood. Then Lucas slammed the door shut as he locked the belt, started the ignition and the car purred suavely. "Now how about we get those magazines you need?" In all honesty, the magazines were the last thing on my mind.

We continue browsing, picking up a few more books like nursery rhymes and baby guides. "Put these on my tab," Bill says when we reach the register. "It's my treat." "Are you sure?" I ask, furrowing my brow. "Absolutely," Bill says with a smile. "Consider it a thank you for putting up with me today." ******************** Bill calls his driver to pick us up from the bookstore, and soon enough, a sleek, comfortable car pulls up to the curb. We slide into the back seat, our bags full of books nestled between us, and the driver greets us with a nod before pulling smoothly into traffic.

And then I walked away from him. @Gupta You can check out Carter Brothers book on Dreâme a.p.p. Saved By The Devil by A. Gupta.