Last Flight Amelia Earhart Novels & Stories

She had no answer. He left the ruined wedding and raced to the airport, but the Hale family's private jet was already in the air. When his assistant found the passenger manifest, he looked almost dazed. "Don. Her full name is Evelyn Hale."

The same number I’d hired to search for her. I answered instantly. “Tell me you found something.” A pause. A dangerous pause. “Sir… the woman you asked us to locate—Amelia Hayes—she… she died five years ago.” The voice on the other end faltered. “The record matches the explosion you reported. Body burned beyond recognition. Identified through personal items. Driver deceased as well. File marked closed.” My pulse flatlined. “No,” I whispered. “No, that’s impossible. I saw her yesterday.”

It suddenly hit Riley that Amanda had asked him about his mom a few years ago but he didn’t tell her. He lowers his eyelids, his gaze dropping to the floor. “It was a air crash. My private jet. She was on it with Faye and Faye’s mum. The three of them were close—they used to travel together sometimes. The crash… Mum didn’t make it. Neither did Faye’s mum. Only Faye survived.” Amanda’s face remains unreadable, but her grip on her teacup tightens slightly.

Sam couldn’t figure it out. But he could only sigh. “I hope to meet you again,” he murmured faintly. Then he turned the car and went around. --**-- Amelia just boarded the plane, then slept until she reached her destination, from there she again boarded another plane, after like six hours of journey, she reached her final destination, El Eastree, King Creek She turned and looked at the plane way she came back, Chuckle “No one would think I will be here; try to find me a little soon; if not, I will be bored.” Saying this, she turned around and walked out of the airport.

She said, sniffing and wiping her face. "That's more like it," I said as I watched her wake up. "Thanks." "Oh c'mon, don't thank me. I'm glad that you feel better. I'd head back to the kitchen okay." I said. "Okay," she said and I left. ***** A FEW HOURS EARLIER It was 11:30 a.m. when Airstay A245 MAX - one of Westland Airlines' passenger aeroplanes basked in the warmth of the clouds. Then suddenly, it developed a fault.

"Yes, yes!" "What flight was she on, sir?" "The last flight from Indiana. The plane landed about an hour ago and since then I haven't been able to contact her, so please I need you to confirm if she left the airport already and whether she took a car from there," Caleb's words were rushed and impulsive, and Lilian knew that if the woman at the other end of the line said something that didn't sit well with him, Caleb would give her an earful. When it came to Jane, he didn't joke around, and especially not now that she was with his child.

Both of them were in tears while I just stared at the two headstones in front of me with a sad sigh. It first read: ' Grace Hamilton. November 13 1993 to June 5 2018 ' While the other read: ' Amelia Earhart. March 20 1995 to June 13 2024 ' We lost her. I lost her. A tear rolled down my eyes and I shut them tightly. ' Amelia Earhart. A friend, a sister, a godmother, and a daughter. The kindest and the most selfless person I ever knew. '

“As in, Amelia Earhart? She was an American pilot explorer, neh? That would certainly be a fitting name.” “I love it!” said Amal. “Buuut didn’t she die in a plane crash in the Bermuda Triangle?” “It’s not like we’re naming the ship the Hindenburg or anything,” countered Eva. “And besides, even if things did end tragically for Ms. Earhart, she was still doing what she loved to do, right? She loved it so much that she literally died for it. I think that’s more than worthy enough.” Amal cocked her head to the side as she thought about it. She also really liked the name, but it just felt too plain to her.

She felt like her legs would give away as she slowly stood up. “Your fiancé, Mr. Castillo got into an accident” the woman repeated. Amelia turns to Helga and Maisy who were confused as to why Amelia was surprised. “H-Helga, D-Damian h-he got into an a-accident” Amelia stuttered as she says the words she never would’ve imagined would come out of her mouth “What?” Helga asked, her eyes wide. “W-what do I do? A-Alfred, w-where is Alfred? I-I need to go right now” Amelia says as she walks towards the door.

Samuel got up and went to the door, and unlocked it. Samira rushed in. “Dr. Michaels, Amelie’s plane has gone down,” she stated on the verge of tears. “The airport has lost contact.” All the blood drained from my face, and I gripped the boardroom table to steady myself.