Novel & Cerita Omega Bus Stop Ch 1

Her eyes stayed on the window as the bus began to move. The drive was short. Too short. The roads were quiet, and the morning sun shone brightly, like the world was mocking her. As they approached the location, Chiara began to notice something. There were police cars. Too many. There were sirens. And people standing around, watching from a distance. Her heartbeat grew louder. The bus slowed. And then it stopped. Chiara stepped out with the others. The moment her feet touched the ground, her entire body went cold.

she chuckled and started walking away with Mica behind. ****************** Octavia was almost getting worried with the distance Moscow had driven without stopping. At a point, he reduced the speed of the car and began cruising. Octavia was silent, stealing glances at him from time to time. Finally, he stopped. It was in front of a mall. "This is going to be your first mission, blue eyes" he sniggered. "See that police officer over there?", Octavia looked and saw the officer standing in front of the mall, beside a patrol car.

They passed by the fountain which to their surprise, had stopped working but they didn't have time to stop to even catch their breath not to mention studying a fountain so they kept on running, and running, and running, past the cafeteria, past the fountain, on a small land that had green, neatly mowed grasses, and past the fir trees that ascended into the darkening sky due to the evening that was gradually coming upon Golden Lake University. They reached Trisha's dormitory in record time and hastily climbed up the staircase to get their bags whilst sweating like they had just showered. Trisha pushed the door and it opened without any opposition to her surprise but on the inside she saw Chlo

- Where are you? -On the bus, I'm going down Grand Park Street. -Then I reconsider.- And what else does it give you? -Come down. -What?- I ask confused. - Get off at this stop. -the bus parks and the two exit doors begin to open. -Why? -I'm on the Heavy Blood- I hear a glass break and then someone mutters something- I need you.

I’d already applied to the Valeriana Werewolf Institute. And I wasn’t coming back. ... The top-floor conference room of the Alpha Tower. Draven watched the video from Liam, his hand tightening on his glass. He threw back a shot of liquor and sneered, “An Omega who can’t even control her own wolf… losing her shit in bed. Let’s see her show her face in the Blackwood Estate now.” I pressed myself against the wall, my heart hammering. "Draven, isn't this a bit much—" Liam’s voice faltered.

but I didn't expect that,that girl I had been looking for,had been right there ever since. The car had finally stopped and I could swear I could hear my heart beating from a mile away. My wolf was ecstatic that we had found her and though I hated to admit it with the way my finger flipped up and down the car arm chair,I was too. I got down from the car,taking a deep breath or two and looked around,it was close to winter and winter was at our door with how cold the air was getting,the sky was already dark by the time we arrived here but right now that didn't matter,I needed to calm my wolf and if catching a sight of that disgusting cocky omega would calm him down,I wouldn't object either way.

*** TIMES SQUARE, NYC The car came to a stop in front of the Port Authority Bus Terminal. "We're getting out here," Wilson announced. Enora followed as the woman beside her exited the car first. "We'll see you in thirty, sir," the woman said, giving a small salute before getting into the driver's seat to speed off. "Uh, where are we going Mr. Reed?" Enora asked, following him through the mass of pedestrians.

Chase brought the car to a stop at a place that looked like a ghost town. It was a diner, I think. But there was almost no one there. I could see inside from the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows. I looked away and then at him. “Why are we here?” He smiled, his eyes softening in a way that I had never seen before. “This is our first stop, then we will go over to our true destination.” He wiggled his brows playfully.

Left the key on the counter, went out the back. The 05:47 bus smelled wet and clean. Paid with twenties, took seat 28C by window, hood up, cap low. Bus started, tires on wet snow, city lights blurred. I slept a little—dreams of red ribbons, pool lights, Seraphina’s laugh in a glass room.

“Copy. I might need Nash to relocate to a closer point just in case I need backup.” The line went dead as Khronos helped to relay the message. The wheeler approached the border of the Inner City and the Slums, slowing to a halt. I looked around and found myself not too far from Area Forty-One. Why would they stop in front of the infamous loony bin?