Riding Off Into Sunset Novels & Stories

Cam and I lost to a pair of Interns in the championship game, and although his blatant competitive side came out, he was a good sport, offering high fives at the end of the game. Once the sun began to set, more families began to leave, and the lawn and lake were less crowded. Gary had offered a sunset cruise in the pontoon, and the few that were left climbed inside. I managed to wedge myself between Cam, Ashley, and Timothy, Mindy sitting in a single seat across from Gary steering the boat. She turned around and held up her phone to take a selfie with Gary and the four of us in the background, taking other pictures of everyone else while we cruised around the lake, watching the sunset. She w

I let out a sigh as I came out of the car and walked towards a bench in the road as I admired the evening sun, it was a very beautiful one. The warm glow of the evening sun cast a serene ambiance over the surroundings as I walked towards the bench. I felt the gentle breeze rustle my hair, carrying the sweet scent of blooming flowers. The sky was painted with hues of orange, pink, and purple, a breathtaking sunset that seemed to stretch on forever.

Before the sun dipped below the tree line, I dove under one last wave, feeling the cool water rush over my head and wash away the last remnants of the city's dust. We walked back to the blanket in silence, our wet skin covered in a fine layer of sand that crunched with every step. Watching the crimson and purple lines of the sunset spread across the water was bittersweet. We shook out the blanket, packed the car, and climbed into the front seats. As Ares started the engine, I looked back at the darkening shore. We would come back here. Maybe for the actual wedding.

The sun was starting to set outside as I took my leave from Cleo. On the drive home, I pulled up onto the roadside in a layby. There was a quiet road on the way back home from Cleo’s that overlooked fields for miles. This view, coupled with the changing colours in the sky from the sunset, offered a great view. I took a seat against the bonet of my car, watching as the last reds and oranges left the sky and changed into blues, purples, blacks. I sat listening to the wind whistling through the air and the odd sound of a car passing occasionally. There was an air of peace that fell over me.

I slowly drove through the quiet countryside, enjoying all the beauty. It had snowed a lot more here than it had back in the city. The white snow on the trees sparkled in the last bright light of the setting sun. It was only a little past three in the afternoon, but the winter days here were very short. The sun would probably be completely gone by a little after four o’clock. I realized I didn’t want to be driving in this area when it was dark. I looked at my phone because it hadn't told me to turn for a long time. My screen showed a message: "Phone Offline."

Dreams of a future I’d never get to have, a future that was taken away from me. As much as it hurt me to think about him, I knew it wasn’t up for debate anymore. I just had to go. I stepped out of the apartment into the cool evening air. The sun was already setting, casting a soft orange glow over the estate, and a wave of relief hit me. The sunset was the perfect cover for me, as most of the pack members would be heading home, and with any luck, I’d make it to Cam’s grave without running into anyone.

((( JASMIN POV’s ))) "Yup. We're here. Just wait for me," I said to the driver. "Okay." I was very excited as I got off the car and inhaled the breeze of the countryside that I missed for so long. The sun was setting and its dying light was kissing everything below it. Like Rhio and I. It’s a sunset for us too. I took a deep breath. With that much pain that I am feeling...my heart was gradually becoming numb.

“You’re gonna have to turn back.” As I turned away, the last vestiges of the sunset dipped behind the horizon. Even so, the road was still painted gossamer by sunlight that had no source that I could see. But in a world of light and dark, an accident was rarely just an accident.

Luckily, the path was already cemented so it wasn't that tricky to travel on. "We're here," he said before helping her go down the motorcycle. "Let's hurry. We'll miss the sunset." Holding her hand, he led the way, and Timothee was just roaming her eyes around, wondering what surprise he was talking about, feeling the thudding of her heart against her chest. They stopped when they were already at the top of the hill. In front was a vast field of land overlooking the sea that was now turning orange because of the sky.

Up here, away from the blinding arena lights and the heavy, suffocating expectations of the Weller name, the world seemed to slow down. ​Mike pulled the car over onto the gravel overlook, the tires crunching to a halt just feet from the wooden security barrier. Below us, the vast expanse of the Atlantic Ocean stretched out like a sheet of dark silk, swallowing the final, bleeding colors of the sunset. Crimson, bruised purple, and burnt gold painted the horizon, reflecting off the water and casting a warm, cinematic glow over the hood of the car. ​It was beautiful. Peaceful in a way Oakridge rarely allowed itself to be.