Novel & Cerita My Way Or The Highway Book

In the darkness, the way Phoebe looked at me seemed almost melted with desire. The train thundered through the tunnel. The deafening whistle echoed through the carriage. Phoebe quickly grew restless and eager, twisting her body in the darkness like a slender snake. I gripped her tightly as well, my legs pressed firmly against hers. "Ah…" A low, muffled groan escaped from Phoebe's lips. Three minutes was not very long, but it was not short, either. My heart was racing wildly as we stole a brief moment together. "That's enough…"

“Children from the mountains must have a path out. Only then can there be progress. “You’re a teacher too, Randy. You understand. If they give in to fear, they’ll never leave the mountains. And that’s something I refuse to accept.” I chose this road because I, too, came from the mountains. Where I came from is where I ought to return. That’s what my teacher once taught me. “Good, good, good. You truly are an exceptional teacher. I’m proud of you. We’ll always remember your sacrifice. Go home and get ready. You leave in a day.”

I beg and a dog runs into the road in front of her car unexpectedly. "Watch out!" I yell into the phone and she sways her car to avoid hitting the dog and end up losing control of the car. "Tay! Help..me." I watch in horror as her car goes off the road and speeds straight into a big fat tree. THE END OF BOOK 2

he shouted at the top of his lungs. My stomach twisted. I felt guilty, but this was my chance. I couldn’t hesitate. I pressed the gas harder. The wind rushed through the open windows; my heart thundered as the world turned into a blur. I was free—no more farm life, no more slow days. I drove furiously down the unfamiliar road, not knowing where I was going but knowing I had to get away.

I had to get to my babies before Maya's throat started to close up from the swelling. I looked out the front windshield. The main highway was a complete parking lot. The traffic was totally frozen, a solid wall of red brake lights stretching out for miles. If I stayed on this road, it would take me an hour to get across the city. My babies didn't have an hour. "No, no, no," I muttered to myself. I slammed my foot onto the gas pedal. The powerful engine roared loudly, and I pulled the steering wheel hard to the right, ripping the massive SUV out of the traffic lane. I drove the car straight down a narrow side street, looking for a shortcut.

They just left it in the middle of a deserted highway in the dead of night. I took a long, shuddering breath, trying to force the terror back down into my chest. My hands shook violently as I turned the key. The engine sputtered, groaned, and mercifully hummed back to life. I shifted into park, engaged the handbrake, and leaned my head back against the frayed headrest, closing my eyes. Just keep driving, Vivian, the small, sensible voice inside me begged. You have no money, no home, no legal standing, and no room for trouble. Put the car in drive and leave it for the road highway patrol.

Maybe in Fort Mavis she could find a way to stop missing him so much. Now, as she opened the door to the SUV, she felt a tingle of excitement rippling through her. She was off on a new adventure, leaving her old life behind. Pulling away from the curb she blended into traffic and headed for Interstate Highway 10. The day was beautiful, with a blazing sun that lit up an azure blue sky. She had her GPS set for Fort Mavis, her radio tuned to her favorite country western station, and a go-cup filled with coffee in her console.

The key still hanging in the car, thanks to his careless secretary, who must have been dozed off now. Ryan zoomed out of the parking lot, straight to the main street. The passersby halted at the sudden arrival of a huge car right in front of them as they backed away, screaming. He took off for the main street and drove as if it was his last. The street was crowded, but when he turned to the freeway, he clutched the accelerator and raised the speed. The adrenaline rushing through his brain made him excited as it subsided the anxiety he felt from the question. He never did it, at least. Though it was true that the scenes he wrote in his book, he witnessed them all.

On my way,I saw the mountain,it was a very huge one, I had never imagined to see one like it's height and might , nevertheless I had come that far and won't be going back. I climbed the mountain, with every atom of strength I had. Sleeping and resting on the way. I reached the top eventually and inside was the book I was looking for. I saw the book in a small corner glittering like a star of green dimes. I rushed without hesitating to take the book,....but …..

There was nothing to hide behind, no other vehicles to weave between. And there was nothing else I could bloody do except drive into oblivion—just me and this massive SUV I barely knew how to operate, trying to outrun professional criminals who did this for a living. My bare feet struggled to stay steady on the pedals, still sore and bleeding from my earlier escape. The silk pajamas I was wearing offered no protection, no dignity, and dang right nothing useful at all. I was going to die out here. The thought was like a shockwave that reverberated through my body. I was going to die on this highway, either from crashing this vehicle I couldn’t control or from Alexei catching me and—