Riding Off Into Sunset Novels & Stories

"Once you get here, you'll get to see this every day." Natalie replied instantly. "Took a screenshot of it. I'm attaching this photo to my resignation letter. When the boss asks why I'm quitting, I'll say I'm going to watch the sunset." I smiled before putting my phone back into my pocket. I leaned back and kept watching that patch of clouds. The sun had fully sunk behind the mountains, and the clouds slowly faded from deep orange-red to a soft pinkish purple. A few of the brightest stars were already beginning to appear along the horizon.

Olivia murmured. Before she knew it, time had passed so quickly. Olivia realized that the sun was beginning to set, creating a stunning twilight sky. She stopped for a moment, gazing at the beautiful sunset from the bridge where she stood. The colors of orange, red, and purple mixed harmoniously on the horizon, creating a stunning natural painting.

We might be wrong and cause irreparable damage. Gunther readily agrees with me and our dinner is peaceful. After dinner, we both go to our different rooms to unpack and change into shorts before we go out. Just as I am about to call Gunther, a peculiar gust of wind hits my face. "I guess I have to close the windows before leaving." I mutter to myself as I walk to the window. For some reason, I am drawn by the beautiful sunset. As I am immersed in my appreciation of how the sun dipped below the horizon and cast an orange hue across the land, a peculiar occurrence takes place. Suddenly, a familiar aura hits me.

Then we take turns taking solo shots, calling out directions to each other like photographers. We lie back on the roof and let the sun find us. I close my eyes. The air is warm and the yacht rocks beneath me and everything is quiet in a way my life hasn’t been in weeks. Months? “Look at the sun,” Cortney says softly. I open my eyes and turn onto my stomach. The sky ahead of us is bleeding orange and pink and gold all at once, the sun sitting low on the horizon. It’s taking its time going down. “It’s setting,” I breathe. “It’s amazing.”

In this moment, I would probably follow him anywhere he wanted to go. He leads me out the back door of the cabin and then, together, we climb up a small ridge. From here, there’s a break in the trees leading straight west. Through that break, we can see the rainbow colors of the sunset as the sun sinks to the horizon line. It’s breathtaking. The world is truly beautiful. Sometimes it’s so easy to be caught up in my own problems that I miss it.

The sky above me was cracked with gold and orange, the sun halfway dipped beneath the horizon. It was beautiful. I hadn’t seen a real sunset in so long, it almost broke me. My eyes burned. My chest ached. I wasn’t imagining it. I was out. Alive. Free. I didn’t speak as Stacy led the way through the parking lot. I couldn’t. My throat was too tight. We reached a car parked at the edge of the lot. Sleek, black, expensive. The kind of car people noticed. A driver waited silently behind the wheel. Stacy opened the passenger door and got in. I slid into the back.

He glanced at her with a sad smile before he answered her question. “To somewhere peaceful,” he told her. “Don’t worry, you’ll love the place for sure,” he added and started the engine. Audrey chose to remain silent and let him drive wherever he wanted to. Her mind kept telling her not to resist in case it would be the last chance they could sit next to each other inside his car. She laughed at the thought and stared outside the window. They were leaving the city, and she knew, it would be a long drive. The sun was ready to set and it reminded her of the day after their wedding. It was in the middle of the sea, they were alone outside the cabin, watching the beautiful sunset while looking fo

"That's why I come to places like this. It's the simple things that can make us forget our biggest problems. Like watching a sunset or a sunrise or looking up at the night sky for comets and shooting stars." "You think so," I ask this stranger. I can't believe I'm having a conversation like this with someone I barely know. "Shhh," he says and glances at me from the side. "Don't think ....Just watch", and as he says that the sun begins to set over the water. The sky is now a perfect mixture of yellow, orange, and red. "It's beautiful." A comfortable silence begins to settle between us as we watch the sunset over the horizon. "Peaceful isn't it," he says after a while.

Like a territory marker. Like a message. I lined up. I drove off my back foot. I cut sharp at the top of the route, clean and precise and exactly right. If Jaxon Whitfield wanted a problem, I thought, resetting and running it again, then Jaxon Whitfield was about to get one. Just not the kind he was expecting.

By the time they returned to town, the sun had already begun its descent toward the western horizon. Evening wasn't far away. A strong sea breeze swept through the streets, carrying the sharp scent of salt. The two friends walked in comfortable silence toward the mansion of Ki Somanagara near the town square. Then a scream shattered the afternoon. A woman’s scream. High. Terrified. Echoing through the surrounding streets. Wisnumurti and Jaladri stopped instantly. “What was that?” Wisnumurti asked. “Maybe somebody got murdered,” Jaladri replied casually.