Flight 828 Novels & Stories

I stared at the clouds outside the window as my eyelids started to get heavier each second. I guess I am tired. Tired of swimming since I fought with the waves earlier and sitting on the car makes me feel bored. Boring is exhausting. "Good afternoon passengers. This is your captain speaking. First I'd like to welcome everyone on Rightwing Flight 87B. We are currently cruising at an altitude of 33,000 feet at an airspeed of 400 miles per hour. The time is 1:25 pm. The weather looks good and with the tailwind on our side we are expecting to land in Canada approximately fifteen minutes ahead of schedule..."

Elaine naturally agreed to it and smiled as she said, “You can ask her, then. My flight number is CX845, and I have to fly to Hong Kong first for a connecting flight.” Lucy kept tapping her fingertips and said, “Okay, I’ll help you ask. If you’re on the same flight, you can go together with her. She will be going back to Dothmain, so there’s a high probability that she will also be flying to Hong Kong first for a connecting flight.” Soon, Lucy handed her cell phone over to Elaine and smiled as she said, “Oh, look! She’s also on this flight!” Elaine took a closer look and found that in this chat, the other party had indeed replied to Lucy with the letters ‘CX845’ written in the message.

Believe me when I say that I can make sure you'll never work in the medical field again! The call was abruptly hung up, leaving only the dial tone echoing in my ear. Swallowing my anger, I called Louis back. As soon as the call connected, his impatient voice came through. "What else do you have to say? Figure out a way to charter a plane and get over here!" "No need," I said coldly. "If you want to know why I didn't board the plane, go ask the airline manager of the flight Ms. Castille was on." "What do you mean?"

Five minutes later... "Flight 8964 to Ragnuff City is now boarding. Passengers, please make your way to gate G." The pa system sounded. A few moments later... "Last call for all passengers on Flight 8964 to Ragnuff City. Last call for Flight 8964 to Ragnuff City. Please proceed to gate G." The voice sounded again, but no one moved. Even the crew was deciding who was best to interrupt the lovebirds. Rafael shouted, "Sorry, not me." His hands shut up in surrender as he stepped back, slowly backing away.

"Dude think about it, just give it a try who knows, it just might turn out better than you thought, for all we know she might already be aware of all the shit her family is involved in, she is a smart girl after all." "OK." I nodded. "Why do you always prefer public planes?" I asked after he checked in with the receptionist. "Cause I might just meet my Mrs. Right here." He joked. "Fool." I smacked his shoulder. "Flight 202 going to Italy is ready, all passenger please report for screening." A feminine voice echoed through the speakers. "That's my flight." He sighed. "Did I tell you I missed you?" "I didn’t miss you." I smiled and we did our secret bro handshake, that we've been doing it sinc

If it could slice and dice a big one, it would have no trouble with a tiddler like 288. “I guess so. He still won’t be dead, though. If they dig him up he’ll be able to rat us out.” Problems, problems. “We should catch up to the others before they do something stupid.” “Look at me!” shouted Flosse. “Ah’m flying.” She had hold of 288’s feet as he flew above her, lifting her a few inches off the ground. The others were staring at her, not able to find the right words. So I had to be the one to tell her.

"Help! Can anyone save us? My son and his family are on flight 2891!" Ashton stood there, observing the increasingly chaotic crowd. The buzzing sound in her ears and her weakening limbs overwhelmed her. "2891... 2891..." she trembled and pulled out her phone, opening her chat history with Fiona. "KMHS2891, arriving at 4:37 PM," it read. Ashton thought she must have read it wrong and looked at it again several times. Suddenly, her surroundings spun around her.

There she would catch her next flight going to El Cairo. After presenting her corresponding documents and checking in her luggage, Carlos walked her as far as he was allowed. Tears became present when they understood Samanta was going very far away and they would not be seeing each other for a long time. Gordon and Ethan showed up to say goodbye. They only stayed for 10 minutes since they had to go back to work. “Passengers of flight 282 of British Airways, destination London, please commence boarding.” A female voice rumbled in the place and Sam felt her heart trying to beat out of her chest.

She reluctantly dragged her feet out and I felt like I was gonna pass out any minute soon. Mom clutched me close as we both processed the bombshell. She switched on the television for distraction, and my blood turned to ice at the breaking news. My stomach clenched as the reporter detailed how the plane crashed shortly after takeoff from a regional airport, believed to be mechanical failure. No survivors were expected to be found. Then came the words that stopped my heart: "We've received reports that Flight 208 from New York to Denver went down twenty minutes ago," the anchor reported gravely. "Authorities are working to identify victims, but the passenger list includes prominent businessma

"Your flight information: February 12th, JFK Airport New York to MIA Airport Miami, Flight AA1234, departure 10:30 AM. Passengers: Ella Blackwood, Leo Blackwood. Have a pleasant journey." Ella stared at the information on the screen, tears finally unable to hold back.