Getting The Hell Outta Dodge Novels & Stories

They passed a flashing road sign—TORNADO WARNING: SEEK SHELTER NOW. Jack’s phone buzzed with an emergency alert. He frowned. “Perfect.” Wind rattled the side of the cruiser. Leaves swirled like birds gone mad. He pulled off the highway. “We’re not outrunning this. Hold tight.” “Where are we going?” “Somewhere below ground.” “Ironic,” she muttered. “Escaping captivity by returning to a hole.” He found a rusted Civil Defense shelter behind an old church. “Pray later. Move now.”

“Fuck you!” “Jade,” “I said get out!”

he whined making me shake my head in amusement and just like that I forget about what happened few minutes back. Who knew after this little encounter my life would changed completely. If only I gave attention to his talks on the phone I could have escaped from the devil. I walked out of the door after collecting the files and my bag while shouting back "I'm here... I'm here. Let's go" ******************************************** ✨ Point out any mistakes, so that I can change it. ✨Ok so what do you guys think about it? Any opinions so far? ✨Do let me know!!

I NEED HELP. The words glowed against the screen, sharp with panic. Pressing **send** felt like throwing an anchor into a storm, like clinging to something solid in a sea of terror. I tossed the phone onto the bed, my body stiff with fear, ears straining against the muffled footsteps outside. Time was slipping through my fingers. I couldn’t speak. One sound, one wrong move, and I was dead.

Did she have an errand to run after their meal? “Your dress is too old and plain. Anyone that saw you in this would think you were a maid rather than Damien’s wife.” Charlotte smiled and pointed at the card. “Go to the mall after eating and shop for nice, beautiful dresses with lots of jewelry. Don’t worry. There is enough cash in there. You can keep the card.” “Ah- right!.” Lizzy shouted excitedly as she picked up a car key and passed it to Zia. “You can take my car to the mall. I know you don’t have a car, good thing you can at least drive.”

These thoughts made it easier for me to tune out the fighting and the mobocracy. Suddenly, familiar hands picked me up and told me to move. Hezekiah was trying to get me out of the Jubilee; out from the back door, since the front was a bit "crowded" then. We didn't get far until the shouting started: "Hoodoo witches!" someone screamed. "Hoodoo witches!" When I heard those words, I felt the hope inside me that died come back to life again. I prayed that this time, they would get to me.

Jim slowed his pace, wary of what might happen next. Without warning a fierce spray of soil issued from both of the holes, like two brown fountains sending up jets of fine earth. The soil fell on the path in front of the gate and within seconds a great mountain of dirt had formed, blocking Jim’s way to the gate. There was no way he could get around the heap of dirt without going off the path, and that’s where his pursuers lurked. He thought about trying to climb it, but it was at least nine feet high and made entirely of loose earth. Earth was their element. There might be worse things hiding in the pile than lurked at the sides of the path.

DJ shifted on me slightly, his body still clamped to mine. “You okay, Kid?” I asked breathlessly. He nodded in confirmation. I smiled and pulled the hood of my sweater back up, covering his head, protecting him. Now we just needed to get out. I stumbled towards the front door. The heat and smoke were making it hard to move. All I wanted to do was curl into a ball and give up. Each step was like wading through quicksand as the lack of oxygen in my bloodstream started to shut down my body.

Winter isn't smiling this year,traces of road can't be seen anymore as they were covered by snow,the government hired some workers to clear the snows with snow-removal vehicles.Skid steer loaders where parked by the road side causing heavy traffic on the road. Michelle with her snow coat on entered Stancy bank plc and went straight to Mr Right's office.She went there to inform and express her disappointment in them,the fact that they couldn't help one of their workers is not something to write home about but what she heard shocked her.

My feet slip and slide on the wet leaves and mud as I try to quickly get my feet back underneath me. I manage to get to my feet and dodge as he goes to grab for me. I then run again. Unfortunately, the delay from me slipping allowed another beast to get in front of me. I slide again as I change directions, but at least this time I manage to stay on my feet, just staying out of his reach. He then yells behind me, "You won't get away, little breeder!"