Last Flight Amelia Earhart Novels & Stories

Charlie nodded and smiled as he said, “Don’t worry, Honey. It will be fine. I’ll come back really soon if it’s just a false alarm.” “Mhm...” Claire shook Charlie’s hand hard and instructed, “Be safe!” “Okay!” Charlie hurried to the airport after watching Claire close the door to her room. A Gulfstream G650, which Jeremiah had had someone coordinate, was already waiting at the airport. The fastest speed of this airliner was close to the speed of sound, and it was the fastest airliner that Charlie could find at the moment. When Charlie boarded the plane, it was almost 1.40 pm New York time.

I don’t think they had any contact. “I don’t think so. Amelia was already gone when Natalia came back. There was no way for her to know what happened to Amelia and Kael in the past.” I told Aira. I heard her sigh on the other end of the line. We were both frustrated over thinking about what had happened between Kael and Natalia.

On the flight home, the plane starts shaking violently. Certain I'm about to die, I call my husband, Rhys Callahan, to say my last words. He hangs up on me, and his auto-reply flashes on the screen. "Driving. On my way to pick up Daphne." I've taken 86 flights in our five years of marriage. Every time I'm about to land, I ask him to come get me, and every time, the answer is the same. "Daphne's getting in too. I have to pick her up." He picks up Daphne Langston all 86 times. The lowest point comes during a rainstorm. I drag my suitcase through the downpour outside the terminal for two hours, unable to get a ride. When I call him, Daphne's voice comes through, laughing. "Oh, Rhys is h

Ami fiddled with the device again, and after waiting a while, a result was seen. "Found it!" Ami exclaimed. Elissa, Cassie, and Araf approached. They looked at what Ami showed them. "This is the location where Edgar was last seen." Looking at the map on Araf's device, Elissa became even more anxious. It turned out that she was right. Edgar never made it to the airport.

Then you can BOTH go tell Magnus. Magnus WILL accept Jonathan. With time. And with that resolute decision, Amelia marched off to find Alfred and Olivia. She would wait with them until Mercy and Logan returned with news from the warehouse. **** Sephora looked out the window as her private plane made a bumpy landing on the small airstrip. She shot the pilot a nasty look.

“I’m just stating the obvious.” Amelia ignored him. She turned to Elena. “You said the key belongs to a bank in Geneva.” Elena nodded. “Yes.” “Then that’s where we’re going.” No one argued. It was the only lead they had. ⸻ By dawn, Ethan’s private jet was ready. The rain had finally stopped, leaving the air cool and heavy. As Amelia climbed the stairs into the sleek aircraft, she looked back once. The lodge disappeared behind the trees. She had no idea when—or if—she would return.

Edgar’s voice was a jagged whisper through the mind-link. Hudson’s brow furrowed as he tore open the leather satchel. Upon seeing the ancient parchment detailing the Mate-Contract Dissolution, he let out a harsh, guttural laugh that sounded more like a threat. “Where is she?” Hudson growled. He tried to reach her through the network, but her signal was dark—her device was dead. Edgar checked the flight-logs of the private air-strips. “She is likely on a Hayes-chartered bird, Alpha. It just took wing. Its destination is the Halstead Peaks.”

“Even if I wanted to help, the last flight has already left. There’s nothing I can do.” I felt the anger rising again, ready to lash out, but I caught myself. Softening my tone, I leaned on the counter, pleading now. “Please... just tell me where it went. You don’t have to do anything else. I’ll handle the rest. Just... tell me.” The woman hesitated, her fingers hovering over the keyboard as she glanced around, making sure no one was watching. She sighed, then whispered, “Paris. The last flight was to Paris.”

“ Send a message to anyone else who thinks they can cross us.” As they left the warehouse, Luciano turned and threw a bomb into the building. Seconds later, the building blew up instantly, leaving no evidence behind. ★★★ BLOODY SINNERS ★★★ That's the name of his mansion. Amelia Earhart had just returned from a two-month mission, and her body was weary, but her spirit was as fierce as ever. The private jet touched down, and she wasted no time making her way to Vlad’s chambers. Her presence commanded respect and fear, a testament to her ruthless efficiency and unwavering loyalty to Vlad. She walked with purpose, her eyes cold and calculating.

Rex took the lead, his eyes full of pride. Amelia's fingers paused. "Alright, I'll report your efforts truthfully. You all head back now and stay safe on the road. We have to depart immediately." With that, Amelia boarded the plane with Carl and Elijah. The cabin door slowly closed, the plane began to move forward, and finally the nose lifted, soaring into the sky. After reaching a certain altitude, the plane leveled off. At that moment, two attendants came out and asked Amelia and the others what they would like to eat.