Snow Patrol Chasing Cars Meaning Novels & Stories

came Bob’s sarcastic response. “I can bloody well see that!” she screamed. I heard the sound of rustling again. “They are not after us are they?” All of a sudden the patrol cars were speeding beside hers. “Stop the car!” came a voice over the speaker placed over the car. “Bob! They are following me. Floor the accelerator, damn you!” “You’ve been warned,” came the warning voice again m “Stop the damn car!” Just when I thought the chase was going to drag on forever a helicopter appeared in the sky. You can always trust news channels to bite hot news very quickly. Too bad they don’t know they will be exposing Lurane Grant to the whole world.

Chase felt himself relaxing in this serene atmosphere. As he rounded a bend, a familiar black SUV caught his attention. Chase’s instincts kicked in. He recognized the vehicle, and his eyes narrowed as he spotted Fabion, a notorious sniper, standing outside the SUV. A young woman was being dragged out of the SUV by Fabion and another man. They were taking her deeper into the woods. Chase knew he had to act fast. He quickly assessed the situation and came up with a plan. He slowly drove past the SUV, pretending not to notice them.

She saw the boss talking and tried to focus on that. "Move or she dies. Now." Both her mother and brother moved away from her. The boss nodded to his men to go. Her mother started screaming again and tried to reach her but Ethan held her back. He was crying too but seemed to understand that there was nothing they could do now. Her eyes locked with his for a moment and she could see the promise in them. That he would get her out of there somehow. There were a million things she could have said then but her mouth was glued. She could not feel anything other than the numbness that gripped her entire being. The man holding her tugged her and she walked. The sun was almost red now and sat at the

Obsession can be a sort of toxic but I love it -Damien DAMIEN POV I looked ahead of me as I started the car. The weather was a bit chilly but I didn't mind it at all. Well we can say I have been thrown inside the refrigerator as punishment quite a few times in past. I looked from the corner of my eye to see Amy was trying to tell something to Rain and Rain was constantly nodding her head. I was trying to understand what she was trying to tell but to no avail. The only thing I am able to understand is that when she combs through her hair it means she wants her mother.

The garage roared to life. This collection had once been a passion, now it was a weapon. The gates opened. We sped into the night, engines howling through the dark roads, slicing through silence like a warning. Snow’s wedding band had a tracker. I knew exactly where she was. She wasn’t lost, not yet. We hit the highway fast. People along the road turned to stare at the flash of luxury and fury that blazed past them. “Are we far?” I asked Jim. “Still a bit of distance, sir. Let’s hope traffic doesn’t slow us down.”

He sets his foot on the gas pedal and presses it all the way to the floor. “What are you-” The words die in my mouth as my head hits the leather seat due to the force of the way the car moves speedily. The two cars are chasing after us hastily. He pulls the brake, spinning us around in a circle; the tires screech roughly against the gravel, the whole world spins in my eyes. We are out of the market and are now heading towards the highway. We are the only cars here. “Watch this.” He says, flexing his hands on the wheels and I catch sight of a tattoo. He turns backward and is now hurling towards the car behind us.

one of the shadow demons said, voice slimy and smokey at the same time. “Then they are lost to us,” a vampire said. “Our glorious leader won’t be pleased,” another shadow said. The group left, and Hunter and Chase followed it through the woods. They were trackers, after all. They followed them to a bunch of parked cars near a road. “We’re going to lose them,” Chase said. “We can track them if we put one of our phones in one of the cars,” Hunter said.

Because every trap, every cornered heartbeat, every flash of his presence—he was reminding me that the chase was only just beginning. Dante POV The sound of the crash was sweeter than any symphony. When her car spun out, tires shrieking against the pavement, metal crunching against the tree, my pulse hit a rhythm that matched the chaos. The chase—the frantic, thrilling game—was over. But the hunt? The hunt had only just begun.

Sam snapped his head back, and when he saw the cars, his eyes widened in their sockets. "Go faster!" He yelled. At this, I knew it was Tunde Ibrahim's men chasing after us. Then I slowed down my pace. "Faster, you bitch." He shouted, pointing the gun over to my head this time. Taking a hard dry gulp, I increased my pace. Few moments later, a car coming from the other lane, obstructed my progress that I couldn't drive any further. And when I looked at the rearview mirror, these three cars that were chasing after us, where already surrounding my car. That we couldn't escape.