Jeepers Creepers 2 Bus Novels & Stories

Her brother wouldn’t miss. The bus immediately began to careen all over the highway, sliding this way and that. Jo was out of the tree and sprinting toward the location, her Beretta at the ready. She could see through her team’s eyes that they were all closing in as well. Screams from the humans inside who were being tossed around inside like rag dolls were audible to her teammates that were closer, though Jo couldn’t hear them from where she sprinted across the snow. Eventually, the wayward bus tipped on its side and landed in a snowbank about a mile from where it had been assaulted. As quickly as they could all run, it didn’t take long at all for her forces to reach the location. Just as C

Strauss’ assistant wriggled out of his arms, and began sprinting back up the street towards her boss. Giving a sigh, Jackson set off after her. This was really testing the limits of his luck. As he ran, he took in the surreal details ahead: not only was the bus on fire, but also several Sleepers—not that it seemed to be slowing them down in the slightest. They were still attacking their opponents, in some cases causing them to catch light as well. The sky was darkening, and the glow of all this gave the scene a strangely hellish appearance. The Sleepers were also all over the British jeep, like limpets on a rock, covering it entirely. And the car park was swarming with them, all the people w

Now I am blushing a shade of red that has never been seen before. Jake and Jazz head inside first, as she had to clean his wounds and give him water. Jesse forces me to drink another bottle. With nothing to do, I can’t hover above Jake, so I follow Jesse to the back of the bus. “Whoa. Seriously, did you drop out to work with a secrt agency?” I ask when I see the back of the bus. It is filled with buttons and screens that looks like MARC head quarters. A few screens are out, I suppose those are the cameras back at the house.

There was a smattering of cheers and applause. Bianca cupped her hands around her ears. “I can’t hear you!” The cheers were louder this time. Even Mia cupped her hands around her mouth and whistled. I just stuffed my hands into my pockets and watched the scene with a raised eyebrow. Just then, the bus pulled in. It seemed Bianca, who apparently couldn’t even afford food and supplies for a few wolfless students last week, had pulled out all the stops. The bus was huge, one of the double decker ones with gleaming sides and a driver dressed in a crisp uniform with one of those little pillbox-style hats.

I threw both into my duffel and dropped it on the seat next to me. “Okay, boys.” Jenny reappeared. “What’s happenin’ is you’re gonna get off the bus in five minutes. You need to detour far enough that you’ll hit your parents’ stretch of beach, then go through the back door. We’ll park the bus out front, and I’ll deal with the screaming, undoubtedly crying, mob.” “Damn, Jenna. You’re a fuckin’ genius, beautiful.” Titus grinned. “And you’re a man-whore,” she replied with a sweet smile. “Five minutes, Titus Conor, then I want your playboy ass off the darn bus.”

"Finley, you can't get on the bus! I just realized your test center is in Eastbrook! Both buses from our class are headed to Westhaven!" On the morning of the SAT, I had barely stepped onto the charter bus when someone yanked me back off. Lewis Sutton didn't hold back. The force sent me stumbling into a utility pole. Ignoring the pain, I hurried to the front of the buses and checked the destination signs. Both clearly read: Westhaven. I held out my hand to Lewis. "The buses are about to leave. Why are you only noticing this now? Let me see the test center schedule."

Ink and Monk had ridden ahead to clear the path for the busses. When Breed spotted the law that he did not trust, they were then able to change to another section of county road. It was all dirt but they bypassed the sheriff and avoided getting caught. When everyone pulled into the compound parking lot, Breed assigned two riders to watch their backs. They took the kids and Shyla into the clubhouse right away. The drivers drove the busses back to the schools. Both of the men were full blooded Cherokees. Finally, Breed joined Kizzy in the club.

I chose to wear a miniskirt with sheer black stockings clinging to my legs, paired with a plunging V-neck shirt that put my snowy-white cleavage on full display. The outfit hugged my figure in an extremely sultry way. I knew Uncle Mike would be impressed enough to set me up with the best role at his club. … I hopped on the high-speed rail and headed for Merrihaven. Once I arrived, I decided to take the bus to save on cab fare. The bus was crammed with middle-aged men whose eyes lit up the moment I boarded. The blatant lust in their stares actually got me excited. The bus was so packed that some men took advantage of the crowd to grope me—some even sneaked a squeeze of my backside.

One so thick— I couldn’t see a soul on the bus, except for murmurs that still grounded me from shrieking out in fright. A cold creepy song began playing lowly as the bus geared ahead into motion, its brake yanking forward so snappily, I nearly jumped. A minute or two in, and a huge wave of drowsiness slammed into my senses, I gripped my head sharply while forcing my heavy eyelids to keep open, but darkness won. The next time I became conscious of my environment, the voice was announcing. “Step out of the bus players—in a single file. The mansion is just ten minutes away at the hilltop.”

“Are you alright?” Owen hovered close but not too close. He could deal with most things, but vomit was not one of them. They were parked on the side of the road, with cars honking as they passed the two oversized band busses loudly emblazoned with Two Way Street on all sides. The advertisement was a disadvantage, Emily thought miserably, when she had her head in a bucket. “Two Way Street!” Someone screamed out the window. The rest of the band and some roadies were fending off a carload of fans that had pulled up behind the second bus, and their laughter rolled back to her as James hammed it up for their photos, keeping them from wondering where Emily and Owen were.