Stories About Road Trips Novels & Stories

It felt impossible for us to somehow track down the coven in time to stop the rest of the dragons from waking up. But what about the lesser dragons? I knew that would be waking up in time. They may not be as powerful as the older dragons, but it didn’t make them any less dangerous. When you were confused and scared you would lash out at people, even if they were attempting to help. All I could do was hope for the best. *** Rain Road trips, I always learned, were supposed to be fun. I had seen these road trips in movies and on TV but in reality, they didn’t seem very fun. The road trip we were currently finding ourselves on was not fun at all.

“Great. That’ll give me time to burn a CD of road tunes.” He groaned. “I’m already regretting this and we haven’t left yet.” “But this will be the soundtrack to our buddy trip. Like Thelma and Louise. Or those old Bob Hope and Bing Crosby movies.” “Or Mel Gibson in The Road Warrior.” Ava bumped her knee to his. “That doesn’t count. He had no buddies. He just drove around killing people.” “Maybe we’ll wanna kill each other after a few weeks on the road together.” “Highly unlikely because we are gonna be the best friends in the history of the world.” She tacked on a fake smile. “How far is the bull riding boot camp?”

Where this road may lead, you ask? I do not yet know. But, all that is certain is that wherever the road may we go, Killian is whom I want to travel there, now not alone. This wild ride had only just begun. I am Ruby Fridays, and this was my one of a hell twisted story. ━━━━━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━━━━━ T H E E N D ...

She greeted smiling, which she got a lengthy reply to. "Hussain told me you people are traveling tomorrow "Her mother in-law inquired. Nafisa was caught surprised, she didn't know about any journey happening tomorrow. She is already used to that type of surprises, he surprise her all the time. "he didn't tell you. I see "She said cutting nafisa. "Where are you guys going to this time" Khairat , his younger sister asked. "If not because of school , I would have followed you guys"she added without waiting for a reply.

We have been on the road for two hours now and Valdez and I haven't said a word to each other yet, apart from the occasional sideways glance and stuff. My feet feels all sweaty and itchy at the same time, causing me to turn from side to side. As if Valdez could sense how restless I was becoming. He glanced at me momentarily, " Is this your first road trip miss?" "Yes. My parent and I never really left town before" "Well then, we are almost at our destination, so you don't have to worry any more" "Okay" I said, giving him a small smile and continued munching my half bag of chips with soda.

The transition from the manicured lawns of Oak Creek to the jagged, rain-soaked shadows of the Pacific Northwest took three days and four hotel rooms. We moved like ghosts through the interstate system, stopping only for fuel, caffeine, and the ritualistic vitals checks that had become the new rhythm of our lives. In the back of the minivan, the triplets were a tangle of limbs and sleeping bags. To any passing traveler, we were just another family on a cross-country move. To me, we were a high-stakes transport of volatile biological material.

Three bodies pressed together, hearts beating in sync, holes still throbbing and leaking. The road trip had started as three guys chasing the coast. It had turned into three guys chasing each other. And they still had hundreds of miles left. Plenty of time for more rest stops. More motel rooms. More nights of raw, no-holds-barred, bisexual filth. None of them planned to waste a single mile.

"Ms. Hathaway, I'll be going overseas for further studies next month. Here is my resignation letter." The HR manager, Kelly Hathaway, looked at me in surprise. "What's with the sudden notice?" she asked. I gave her the explanation I'd prepared long ago. "My son's mother is in Austera. I'm planning to take him there so we can be reunited as a family." Kelly nodded. "That's good. It must be hard for you to raise a child alone here. We all thought you were a single father."

On a sharp curve, the vehicle lost control and plunged off the cliff. I heard every word, but none of it felt real. Dominic was careful. He feared that mountain road more than anyone. How could he overload the motorcycle in the rain? How could Marcus and his three friends all be on it at the same time? I fell to the ground beside Dominic and cried until my throat burned. He would never again come home covered in dust and tell me he had earned enough for dinner. He would never again pat the children’s heads and promise them better days.

The wind carried their voices as they weaved through the forest with Matt's trusty Chevrolet. The music was on full blast, and Ariella could not help herself but remember all the reasons why she loved a good road trip. She sighed contentedly as she saw her mum and dad take up the next tune on the track. It was funny how people quickly adapted to things. Just a few minutes ago, they were nearly killed in a car accident, but they are now singing and feeling so alive.