No Straight Roads: Eve Novels & Stories

However, she was kind of always prepared for all the surprise tests in advance. ‘I will let you know if I will figure it out.’ Destiny muttered. Settling in the Ever Green pack’s jeep, soon she was on the way to her college but was surprised to see a big rock in the middle of the road. “This rock wasn’t before.” Evan, one of the warriors of the Ever green pack, spoke to himself. His work was generally to drop off and pick up the students of the pack from the airport. He looked at the other warrior with him, and they both gave the nod to each other before hopping out of the jeep to remove rock from the road. A part of them was positive that this was a trap, but they had already mind-linked th

But still not fully dead. She leaned close and whispered one word. “Rise.” His eyes snapped open silver and wild. The first of her army was awake. The car ride was silent. Evelyn drove alone. No backup. No radios. Just the old map on the seat beside her and a location circled in red ink: Hollowmoon. The trees thickened the farther she drove. Pines closed in like sentinels. The road beneath her cracked with age, swallowed in places by moss and time.

"What in the world are you doing in the middle of the road?" Eve glanced at the bushes one more time and then turned her gaze to Alanna. "I just left Everglades and thought it a nice night for a walk." "Well, I'm heading home now. Want me to give you a lift the rest of the way?" Eve would have said no under normal circumstances, but unable to shake the feeling that crept up her spine, she eagerly accepted Alanna's offer. As she moved around the car, however, she kept her gaze on the section of the bushes where the noise had come from, not taking her eyes off the overgrown area until she was in the car and her door was locked.

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#ServerZero was trending. #WhoIsEliasThorne was trending. "We didn't just crash the game," Kara whispered. "We crashed the stock market. Aegis Innovations stock just dropped 40% in five minutes." Leo let out a roar of triumph, punching the wall. "YES!" But Rook wasn't celebrating. He was looking at the radar. The blip from orbit was gone. But a new signal had appeared. Hundreds of them. Approaching the edge of the Ash Lands. "They aren't using drones anymore," Rook said quietly.

“Then hold tight.” He felt Eve’s arms tightening around his waist that it seemed like she was hugging him from behind. Grinning wide, he accelerated the motorcycle, driving in a flash-like motion. As if, this road belonged to them. An hour after midnight, vehicles barely uses this road along the coast. Thus, Lucas picked this area to bring Eve when she asked him to have a ‘joyride’. He actually never had a motorcycle but just because she wished it, he even had to rush buy. Though, it’s Simon’s money he used since his father froze all his cards.

Toward her. Eve’s tablet gave a low, continuous beep. Number ninety-one had just received a five-minute major for fighting, a game misconduct, and an automatic ejection. The playbook wasn't just ruined. Terry had just set it on fire, and as Eve grabbed her coat and ran toward the private elevator, she realized the war hadn't just begun—they were already trapped in the blast zone.

The car's rear tires barely missed the crumbling earth, leaving a chaotic trail of destruction in their wake. It was as if an unseen force or entity was chasing them, retaliating against their defiance of the foreboding signs. The road behind them was disintegrating, making it clear that they were not welcome in this realm. Yet, the team pressed on, their determination unwavering, and their mission to save Sebastian burning brightly. In the midst of the chaos and the crumbling earth, Evelyn's keen eyes spotted the distant signboard, a beacon of hope that seemed impossibly far away. She pointed it out to Levi, who immediately understood that it was their goal—their destination lay beyond that

The sun, relentless and unforgiving, beat down on the dusty path leading from the servants’ quarters to the main house. I was ten, and the path was etched into my memory, every pebble, every crack. It was a route I knew intimately, yet one I was rarely allowed to fully explore. My world was largely confined to the small, neat rooms behind the imposing mansion, a world of hushed conversations and the ever-present scent of cleaning products and warm food.

“How else do you get proposals?” Dev hated it that he was being pressurized to get married. Not that he loathed the prospect of it, but there was a lot more he wanted to accomplish before getting bogged down with a task he wasn’t interested to shoulder at the moment. But something his mother disclosed troubled him very much. “The astrologer has foreseen turbulent times ahead, so, be wary on the job front and otherwise.” “It’s a clear sign that I shouldn’t get married anytime sooner,” Dev had refuted, to which his mother chuckled. “Don’t be silly, Dev. It has nothing to do with marriage. Just be careful while traveling, moving around, or dealing with people, especially with strangers.”