Novel Flight Novels & Stories

He doesn't look at the Elders; he looks at me, and for a fleeting second, I see a flicker of something that looks like fear—or perhaps, it is finally the realization that he didn't bring home a wife, but a revolution. The Private Flight The transition back to the "modern" world is jarring. The jet’s engines provide a sterile, mechanical hum that clashes with the ancient, raw silence I’ve left behind. The "ice" between us—the cold, professional distance of the contract—is effectively dead, buried under the snow of the Southern peaks.

Then Summer and I took the hotel's private car service to the airport for our seven-ten flight. "Flight mode," I muttered to myself after sending Aiden a quick text. I settled into my first-class seat, grateful for the extra legroom. I wasn't tired for the return journey, having slept well at the hotel. I watched two movies before feeling even remotely sleepy. After dozing for a couple of hours, I woke up with still five hours to go. To kill time, I opened the romance novel Lillian had sent me. Before I knew it, three hours had flown by, the story pulling me in completely. I only stopped reading when my eyes grew heavy again.

She would definitely not have let it slide. My eyes moved over the last words so many emotions in my chest, I hated flying. I have only gone to two cities in my lifetime and even those were merely three hours away yet it felt like my life force had been taken away from me. My first ever flight will forever be my worst and most traumatic flight... "Sienna" Lila called out in a sing-song voice as she opened the room door. “Lila” I responded, keeping my emotions out of my voice.

She settled back into her seat and then the door to the plane was closed. I took my phone and scrolled up to the top and started into the novel my mom sent me. I was lost in her messages within minutes. It started off normally. She messaged about her day, asked me about mine, but things took a turn after the first week. I felt my face tighten as I read further. The plane had reached cruising speed, and the flight attendant came around. “Did you need a snack or drink?” “Give me a glass of red wine. Whatever is on hand is fine.” I growled out.

Fifteen minutes after takeoff, Abby had to delay Khalid and his four guerrillas. There were too many of them to take on herself, especially with a limited knowledge of self-defense. If she guessed correctly, the flight was only eighty to a hundred minutes of flying time. You can do this, girl. Take what you know about aircrafts and formulate a plan. A history of extensive flight safety training might just give her an edge.

And stopped him from falling further. “You’ll need to open your eyes if you truly want to see me.” Is he hearing things already? Is that really Axel’s voice? He gently peeked. And was shocked by what he witnessed. Axel is flying. Not just flying, but he had wings. Not of an angel, but of a devil’s. “Now tell me, will you still love me if I’m like this?” Urie was rendered speechless. He didn’t know what to say. Just now, demons started chasing him saying they wanted him dead. And now, his boyfriend seems to be one of them. Does he want to kill him as well?

The plane began to move down the runway, gaining speed. And then… it lifted off. Celina’s stomach turned—not from the flight itself, but from what it meant. She looked out the window and watched the city lights shrink, becoming tiny specks scattered across the dark. The city where she had lived the most intense moments of her life—love, betrayal, loss—was now fading beneath the clouds. She didn’t cry. She only whispered to herself, eyes fixed on the sky opening before her: “A new Celina is born from this moment on.”

I had originally gone to find my mate, my one true love, but then, after the first year passed, I decided to put my heart and soul into my education, books being my true love in the absence of my other half. If he even existed, or was still alive. The pressure on my feet felt different and I tapped Tolu's shoulder. "Tolu, I think we are stable now. It's okay." He slowly opens his eyes and turns to look at me skeptically. Just then, as if to confirm my words, the air hostess's voice can't in. "We are stable now. You can unfasten your belts and enjoy your flight. Please ensure that you or your kids do no t go near the cubicles marked with green. This is Flyorrdie Airlines, and we wish you a mo

Caitlin and Caleb flew away from Paris, over the French countryside in the early morning, she holding tightly onto his back as he cut through the air. She felt stronger now, and felt that if she wanted to fly, she could. But she didn’t want to let go of him. She loved the feel of his body. She just wanted to hold him, to feel what it was like to be together again. She knew it was crazy, but after being apart for so long, she had a fear that if she let him go, he might fly away forever.

"I'm taking this particular flight because of it. My customer is one of these men. That tiny fact made his eyes widen. He answered, "Perks of the job." She bowed. "Colleen Aviation is a new company, and they offered me a free flight to get a feel for the company." What do you think, then?" he questioned. She said honestly, "Well, it's the best flight experience I've had so far," and then chuckled. But it's not really saying much because I've been through some terrible things. He muttered. She said, "What about you?" You must fly frequently as you work in aviation.