Late Night Drives Novels & Stories

It was only after me and Cole were already in the parking lot that I remembered that we had driven by his car and both of us had had a good few drinks tonight. “Shit…do we call an Uber?” I suggested. “Don’t have time.” He took out his keys from him pocket and threw them at me. “You drive. You didn’t have more than one bottle of beer.” “Okay.” It wasn’t a safe option, but neither of us were willing to get fined or reported for arriving late to our dorms. So I got behind the wheels and started driving to our dorms as soon as we were both buckled in.

He always give notice if he can not come. "Yaze, it's late. Let me drive you home." Lexter offered again. "Okay, I'm sorry for waiting for me" Yaze had no choice because there will be no more tricycles at this hour, next rides will already be at dawn when bars will closed. Lexter lead her to his jeepney car and drove slowly. On the way, the atmosphere was quiet. "How was your day at work, Yaze?" Lexter asked to start conversation

Worse still, it was getting closer. Afraid of getting caught, the driver stepped hard on the accelerator and drove forward in a panic. He was looking back as he drove, when suddenly two loud 'bangs' resounded as the car crashed into a concrete barrier on the roadside. Shen Zhiwei felt herself being thrown into the air before landing. She then heard another loud sound before her eyes fell shut. As she drifted in and out of consciousness, she heard someone calling her name, "Shen Zhiwei, Shen Zhiwei! Wake up, please wake up!"

"We can use this video recording and Doctor William's statement to prove that Mia is lying" Patrick pointed out. Robert is driving the expensive limited edition car. Damien sitting in the passenger seat and Patrick occupied the seat in the back. They are driving back from the Doctor's house. The night sky is pitch black, indicating that it is a new moon day. It's 12.30 am and they are yet to figure out a way to deal with Mia. They are trying different scenarios to deal with her, but nothing is working out so far.

It wasn't his fault and he doesn't have the ability to forcefully take them away from their father. Few minutes later, Theresa drove recklessly into the parking lot of the Li's Group. She looked like a female fighter in her three quarters shorts and a polo with her hair made into a ponytail. She stepped out of the car and saw Lanre coming out of his car. Her eyes were like a mask, and she looked like she was going to go physical with Lanre. Rosa stepped out of the car and followed her from behind. She looked like someone who had just cried. She looked at Lanre and shook her head.

“What about you? Don't you need to hide yourself too? She laughed. “If you could smell yourself, you would understand why I'm giving that to you. It's like nothing I've smelt before. You're the flame and you can believe me when I say you attract a lot of moths. And unfortunately, a lot of bats too.” I eventually took the necklace and placed it around my neck, hopefully, it'll protect me just like she said it would. “Come see me tomorrow, we have some things to talk about. But come at night. For no reason, should you leave your room before 4pm. And if you're not here by 8pm, don't bother coming.” Very specific instructions but okay, I guess. “Magma, you said I attract bats. Don't bats hate li

At night, Landon drove alone. He didn't go back to the Ziegler residence. Instead, he aimlessly cruised through Brindley, stopping at places they used to live, even Willow's apartment. But in the end, he wound up at Nebula Group. The night wind skimmed over the polished car. A pair of long legs stepped out. He was as striking and exclusive as the Rolls-Royce he drove, shining under the night sky. He stood beneath the towering building, staring up at the giant screen outside Nebula Group. Right then, it was playing an ad featuring a famous actress. She was gorgeous, but what filled his mind was an old memory.

And exposing witches…that’s an offense punishable by death. I slide into the driver’s seat and put Scott next to me. “If you even think about scratching the leather…” I start, turning my head and looking at a fluffy orange cat sitting on the passenger seat. “I’ll drop you off on Whacker Drive.” I grip the steering wheel of Lucas’s expensive Mercedes and sit, frozen for a good minute before I even start the engine and turn on the air conditioning. My heart is racing, and I’m feeling a little lightheaded from doing…well…whatever the hell I just did.

****** ✦MINUTES LATER✦ ◈NORTH FORK OF LONG ISLAND◈ Matilda drove hard, the engine screaming as the city bled out behind her and the streetlights thinned into long, broken intervals, the road ahead stretching darker and wider. “Fuck,” she hissed as she checked the mirror and saw the black car surge closer, its headlights flooding her rear window and pressing her forward no matter how hard she pushed the engine. She slammed the accelerator down again, breath sharp in her chest, the car leaping as the road bent left and opened suddenly into emptiness, fields swallowing the last of the buildings as she took the turn without slowing.

But then, over the phone, I heard a voice in the background—sweet and familiar, "Papa Dan." It was Valerie Kinder's son, Theo. Theo told Dan he'd already helped him check off twenty-nine items on his bucket list. Only one was left—seeing the Northern Lights. "Papa Dan," Theo chirped, "this is my very last wish. Will you come with me?" Dan's heart melted on the spot. He said yes without a second thought. Then he turned back to me and said, "Lynn, don't overreact. I already checked—it's just one day. It won't affect the surgery.