Ramblin Wreck Mga Nobela at Kwento

The gravel road running alongside the retired crane tracks didn’t feel like an escape path; it felt like the bottom of an abandoned quarry. The Volvo’s headlamps cut through the salt fog in two yellow, greasy blocks of light, illuminating the black iron columns of the shipping terminal as they slipped past the windows. The six-cylinder engine was running with a heavy, wet vibration that filled the cabin, a low-frequency rumble that sat right behind Elias’s ribs and wouldn't go down.

Not once had she looked in my direction, and the primal instinct inside of me was fed up with it. “If it’s the short bus, Neveah needs to ride with us,” Chase yelled out from the other side of our small semi-circle. I clutched my hands on my knees. Neveah rolled her eyes, and still avoided my gaze. “Let’s get moving, guys,” Wes gestured for everyone to exit. “We don’t have enough seats for everyone, so Rage you’ll have to ride with Neveah to Dallas.” Something hit the gym floor hard. “Oh, come on, Neveah,” Wes yelled her way. The water jug she’d picked up fell to the floor.

My whole being trembled violently as the pressure building within me promised to extinguish everything. Zayn Dawson What use was having a $750k yacht when it was somewhere at the bottom of the ocean? Whose bright idea was to have a 3 days boat cruise on my luxury yacht to celebrate my birthday? I tried to remember but everything was still fuzzy. The only thing that was sure to me was the shipwreck last night and how I had somehow miraculously found myself on this island. It looked deserted. Small waves washed shells and debris to the pale sand. Fuck! This was just what I needed. Another fucking disaster.

What I would lay my life on the line to keep. Ivy. My woman. My wife. My family. Webuilt this together, and nothing will ever take that away. THE END

He always did, especially when Mummy was in one of her dramatic moods. "You look terrible," Mummy said again. I opened my mouth to respond, but she steamrolled right over me. "I mean absolutely terrible." "Okay, I get it. I look like shit," I snapped, finally reaching the end of my patience. A flicker of satisfaction crossed Mummy's face, like she appreciated the honesty. "How was your trip?" I asked quickly, desperate to yank the conversation in another direction. "We were having a wonderful time before you ruined it and made us rush home," she said. "We even had to cancel our reservation at Meridian Suites. Have you heard of it?"

Eva was so scared she stumbled backwards and hit her head hard on the tiles, she fell to the ground, she touched her head and it was bleeding, the wall was also covered in blood then she blacked out ……… In the morning, some drops of water fell on her face, she woke up and looked around before she sat up straight trying to recall what had happened, then it hit her she checked her head but this time there was no blood, she wasn’t bleeding again but her hair was still stained and the walls too

A race? Win a race? I came last when I did a relay at my high school. Though I wouldn’t fault me; I was paired with turtles in a human form. “I bet a lot on this race. I still think it was stupid. But ego, frustration and desperation together can make you do stupid things. Don’t you think Jack?” I rubbed my sore wrists. “It’s James.” And yes, desperation makes people do stupid things. I was such a perfect example at the moment.