Shadows On The Road Novels & Stories

James smiled, calming me down, “You fell asleep.” “Oh,” I stifled myself back up, “I hadn't realized. Aren't you tired?” “No. Don't worry about me. I'm not stopping until we reach our destination." “Road trip with Novy," I gave a soft short laugh and turned on the radio. “That's one way to put it.” He smiled. The time slowly passed by as he drove through the empty streets. “It's like a ghost town here.” I amused myself as I noted my surroundings, there were only two to three cars behind.

Collapsing onto the sofa, the nightmares persisted, haunting him in his intoxicated state. Clutching his chest in a mixture of physical and emotional agony, Kane let out a guttural groan, tears mingling with the remnants of his shattered resolve. As he wept like a lost child, he lashed out, smashing the bottles in a futile display of his inner turmoil. It became glaringly clear to him that he was now facing the harsh consequences of his actions, and the path to redemption seemed bleak without Caitlin's forgiveness.

A full, throat-ripping, absolutely undignified shriek! The bike shot forward like it had been launched from a cannon. The wind hit me like a physical force, ripping at my clothes, my hair, the helmet visor rattling against my face. "HADES!" He didn't answer. Couldn't hear me. Or—more likely—didn't care. The road unfurled beneath us.Gravel sprayed. Dust rose. The mountains loomed on either side, jagged peaks scraped at a sky that seemed too close, too bright.

Leaving Cemetery Road, the shadows merged into the darkness of the downtown city streets. In their arms, a nameless spawn of sorrows stared from yellow, dead slits of eyes. For the days and months to come, it would serve to remind the shadows that, on this strange night of ‘79, they were close to something great until death itself intervened to push them away. With the dead thing in their arms between them, they fled the city streets for a place darker yet, where they belonged, where it belonged, and they were gone.

With the darkness growing steadily creepier each second, why was she still not moving her feet and hurrying back to where she and Amanda were currently staying? Well... It was simply because she saw a black shadow on the opposite side of the wide road which initially came from the dark shades of the tree nearby. It had a stature of a man, with a height and built similar to her brother Baron. However, after wobbly walking towards the street, this shadow mysteriously vanished, as if it had collapsed and got sucked into the ground. If her eyesight was not playing with her, the mysterious shadow disappeared after reaching the long stone bench there. The scene had been very spooky, the hair on he

Golden arrows slowly emerged, timidly trying to chase away the shadows of the night. The great fire disc made its appearance. First, it emerged as a red line growing wider and wider until it rose victorious into the angelic blue sky, ready to stretch its arms over the whole earth. It tamed its color slightly, becoming comforting as it shyly soaked up the night frost with which you would think it was soothing its own color.

The car spun in the air as it flew forward still when it was already over the left side of the highway, and that was when it happened-- The car landed on its hood dashing straight into the driver's line of a convertible that was heading in the other direction of Lilith's path before Ann crashed her car. Ann stopped her car and walked over to the remaining of the Audi as the dust finally started to fall down. She approached the two cars twisted together as she took out The Shadow from her pocket. The deadwood slept sound in Ann's palm. Dark smoke broke forth from the cars as Ann approached, and the trees afar only added a shade of terror to this fateful night. All of a sudden, Ann heard a gro

Martin said, as he affectionately patted Adrienne's hair. "Act natural so we don't raise any suspicions." "Aye, aye, captain." *** Martin tightened his grip on the steering wheel as he maneuvered through the treacherous two-lane highway. The narrow road seemed to stretch endlessly before him, surrounded by an unsettling silence. Towering trees, their dark branches reaching out like sinister fingers, cast eerie shadows that danced mockingly in the fading daylight. It was a desolate route, rarely frequented by any traffic, and tonight was no exception.

Declan floored the accelerator, tires screaming against pavement. ‎Behind us, Agent Morrison stood in the alley entrance, watching us disappear into the night. ‎She pulled out her phone, making a call. ‎And even from that distance, I saw her smile. ‎Like this was exactly what she wanted. ‎Like we had just played directly into whatever trap came next. ‎Declan drove like a man possessed, weaving through traffic with terrifying precision. I gripped the door handle, my heart in my throat. ‎"Where are we going?"

His sharp jawline clenched, a testament to the ferocity of his self-control. As they emerged from the woods, the main road stretched out before them, a desolate expanse of asphalt and silence. The only signs of life were the parked cars, their sleek forms a testament to the revelry still underway in the woods. The moon cast an eerie glow over the scene, casting long shadows that seemed to writhe and twist on the ground.