No Straight Roads 2 Novels & Stories

***** Jorkallun Journey: CHALLENGE NUMBER 2: Jorkallun continued his walk after the bridge experience and wondered what lay ahead of him. He hopes to overcome the temptations and get to the crystal cave in time and save his friend. Having walked some distance away from the bridge, he stopped when he saw two path ahead of him. One was made of gold and the other one was made of dirt. The one made of gold was by his right and the other dirty road was by his left. He became confused as he didn't know which of the road he will take.

I’ve decided on Oklahoma City and I'm using mom’s laptop to try to find a cheap place to stay. I might already have a job. The black escalade was gone when we left the funeral home and I haven’t seen it since. There hasn’t been any strangeness going on with Brodie and Wyatt, so it must have been my anxiety causing me to be suspicious. They had no idea about Rob or Wyatt would be in my face about it. I still haven’t contacted Rob. I don’t have it in me to deal with him and I want to enjoy my time away from him and not have him ruining it.

Dirman, who used to be idealistic, had gradually turned into a pragmatist, being carried away by the currents of the camp that legalized various ways to achieve goals. The distance between Hotel Brown Palace and the Siupala University was not so far, about 3 km. When Dirman's car was less than 500 meters before the campus, the traffic was congested. Inevitably, Dirman's road was slightly hampered. The passing vehicles were running at less than 20 km/h. There was reconstruction for the water channel on the side of the road. There was seen the project officer who worked to repair the channel. There were also security officers trying to unravel the congestion so that traffic returned smoothly.

She was beaming, her eyes full of dreams for the future. "Let's have a destination wedding, alright? We'll get married in Southpoint, then have another ceremony in Eastwind. I heard the Lumians are very romantic, too… What about having another ceremony in the Lumian capital of Lumiere? I want to wear lots and lots of beautiful wedding dresses and take all kinds of wedding photos, fill up a whole wall with them…" Zach just looked at her, his eyes emotionless. "Annie's dead."

The next morning, Naomi walked into King’s Garage, officially and totally freaked out. She looked around, uncomfortable in this overly masculine environment bristling with testosterone and unfamiliar smells and loud noises. She knew it was ridiculous, but she half-expected to see a bunch of guys in fatigues and black face paint hiding behind every door, wielding machine guns. Instead of a bunch of Rambos, though, all she spotted was two large guys standing next to a bike, revving it.

"Open the gates and let you leave? Absolutely not. "Can't you see those wild mutts down there just waiting for their chance to attack? You think I'll open the gates and hand them an opportunity? "You have two choices. Either help me drive them away… or jump from here." As if he had finally won a round against us, he pointed at the towering city wall beneath his feet and smirked triumphantly. "Go ahead. Pick one."

"Ms. Hathaway, I'll be going overseas for further studies next month. Here is my resignation letter." The HR manager, Kelly Hathaway, looked at me in surprise. "What's with the sudden notice?" she asked. I gave her the explanation I'd prepared long ago. "My son's mother is in Austera. I'm planning to take him there so we can be reunited as a family." Kelly nodded. "That's good. It must be hard for you to raise a child alone here. We all thought you were a single father."

“Don...that’s drunk driving!” “Drunk driving?” he hissed, eyes blazing with bloodshot fury. “Fuck the rules. I only want Aria.” The engine howled. He pushed the car past its limits, racing through empty roads until the world blurred into nothing. At the edge of the wilderness, he finally braked. And his shoulders shook. And the Don...the man who could raze empires...broke down and cried.

Martha too tried to look into that direction when she spotted another unpaved road some two to three acres away from her in the direction her mother was looking. She then saw all over around her only to find that this was the only road in this barren space and there were no roads at all nearby this ground except the one Cindy had fixated her eyes on. Martha too now believed that they were now supposed to traverse through this road to reach the final destination. But she thought it otherwise, “How many of my predictions have been proved correct today that I can be fully ascertained that this one’s going to be true?” smiled Martha to herself.

If he did not come quickly, she would fall asleep right there. Wan stood on the crossroads, waiting for a taxi. He saw a few pass by but they were all filled with passengers. He hit himself when he saw an Uber. He should have just call an Uber instead of wasting his time there. He was about to pull out his phone when someone interrupted him.