Road Rage Stories Novels & Stories

He thought about how disobedient Amanda was. "Why would she go back to work in the club?" He asked himself, gritting his teeth in anger. He wasn't even aware that she would go back there, he thought she would pick up another job. There was lots of traffic due to an accident that happened a while ago, this pissed him off and he sighed with impatience. After waiting for some time without the traffic reducing, Eric cornered his car to another route that no one was allowed to follow. The road safety commission around the area asked him to stop but he refused, instead he added speed to his car and started racing down the road, the road safety commission went after him but never caught him.

Ward asks. “Crazy enough, I do.” “You do?” “Yes. I remember the accident.” Dr. Richmond pulls up a chair to sit. “Why don’t you tell us what you remember. “I remember that I was walking from across the street. I was leaving here for some reason. As I was crossing the street, a dark-skinned guy who was driving a dark blue Toyota began to speed up. He had a weird smile on his face like he was happy with what he was about to do, but anyway, I watched as the car hit me. It hits me and runs me over.”

“I’m grateful for your help.” I scowl at the sight of their joined hands but say nothing. “It’s fine.” Aiden gently peels his hands away from hers. “If we’re going to get there in time, I suggest we head out tonight.” “It’s almost midnight,” Ginny states the obvious. “I don’t mean to sound like a wimp but I’ve seen the tabloids. There have been recent stories about rogues attacking vehicles on the highways. Vampires slashing car tyres and draining werewolves of blood.”

I was owed that much since I lost both of my parents. The drive back home was much louder. I didn’t know if it was because I was too deep in thought, but every sound was amplified. The horns of impatient drivers. Their road rage. The curses they threw at those they deemed to be a bad driver. I wasn’t paying attention to any of it but they came to me anyway. It was for reasons like this that I had a driver. If I drove myself in this state, I couldn’t guarantee that there would be no accidents.

"You damned wench. You should be staying at home instead of parading out here! How dare you criticize my driving skills? Who do you think you are?" I was worn out and dizzy by then. I felt like I was seeing stars. It looked like a thought suddenly came to him then. He cocked a look at me before reaching for his phone to start a livestream. "Hello, everyone! I just got my driving license today, and what would you know? I ran into a scammer! She says my son is in the ICU, tried to attack me, and even tried to scam money out of me! "I’ll suck up my losses, but I’m going to take the chance to get revenge for everyone who has been scammed!

They say it every time, dragging my failure back into the light. Because of that disaster, every two-bit thug in this city has found new courage. Crime rates have jumped. People are locking their doors earlier, looking over their shoulders. And who do they point fingers at? Me. They say I've lost control. They say the city is rotting under my watch. I am filled with a rage so hot it burns my throat. I can't think. I lash out at every little thing. My driver, Paul, is taking me to City Hall. The car dips into a pothole and he swerves sharply to avoid another.

"You're definitely trouble. I don't buy the nonsense about you being wolfless. Soon enough you'll be out of our sight, things will go back to normal and the family will come to accept that we did the right thing." "We're here." Lynn announced. The car drove a little further, and just as it was coming to a stop, something slammed into it and sent it flying. It barrel-rolled, then stopped on its side- smoke coming out of it as fuel leaked from the tank. The driver broke out of the car, and so did Lynn and Vincent. They held Faye and Ryuu, then walked away from the car crash. "What is the problem now?" Ryuu complained. He had enough of attacks in one day.

LA drivers are not known for being the most patient. "Get out of the road!" the red-faced man shouts at me. "What the hell are you doing? Are you some kind of mental case?" "I'm so sorry," I apologize trying to shuffle the rest of the way across the street not watching the opposite direction and a large red truck almost hits me. He slams on his brakes so hard it makes a loud skidding sound right before the truck bounces forward and lands hard. "What the fuck lady!" the truck driver screams. Panicking I start to pant, my breath coming too fast as my mind becomes jumbled.

People were shouting, "Call 911 immediately! Look at all that blood. It doesn't look like the chances of survival are high." "Hey, everyone, I'm here on Brookside Drive, and I just witnessed a terrible car accident right before my eyes. I have to tell you, that driver seemed intentional, speeding straight at her without any signs of slowing down. It could be a personal grudge, a crime of passion, or a protest against society ..." Calista gritted her teeth and sat up, swatting away the phone that had almost landed before her. The car had narrowly missed hitting Calista. She felt pain from the scrapes and cuts she had endured during her fall.

However, today, he got the unusual report. "A group of men came in with wounds from animal bites and scratches, as well as blows and bruises as if they had been hit by something. They didn't want to give us clear identification. But the problem is, it looks like they just made a big fight." Doctor Vandross frowned in confusion. He thought momentarily before taking out the TV remote and turning it on. The Doctor on duty and Doctor Vandross watched the news about the chaos and damage on the road this afternoon. The riot came from wolves fighting each other and destroying passing cars.