Stranded Novels & Stories

The words spilled forth in a rush, a plea for aid from a weary traveler who had stumbled upon a rare sanctuary in the darkness. With a weary sigh, I relayed my tale of misfortune—the broken-down car, the dead phone, the endless stretch of desolate road that had led me to her doorstep. exhaustion hung heavy in the air as I poured out my story to this stranger who stood as my only hope in the night.

she says carefully, and I watch the massive man step closer to the yellow force field. "Mangogs have terrible eyesight. They use vibrations to locate targets. It works wonders on their sand-covered planet. But on ground like this, they are at a disadvantage. I was never in any danger, Krystal. I...I...need you to trust that I will protect you. Don't do anything like that again," Burk whispers, and I watch as embarrassment covers my friend's face.

I want to strangle him but I hold back. I endured the frustration that washes all over me now. It goes up from my nape to my head and all my pulses are throbbing as my blood is boiling especially since he smirked and said, "I don't have time to explain to you whether I did something or not." He let go of me in a push way and my back hit the wall whilst removing my hand from his shirt.

**************** Aiden It was a Monday morning, and I was on my way to work. The traffic was a nightmare. I cursed as the signal went red. The gods wanted me to be late on purpose. As the pedestrians crossed from one side to the other, I sighed. I'm not sure why she drew my attention. Was it because she was dressed in a bright colour that made her stand out from the crowd? Her outfit consisted of a dark red shirt and blue jeans. Or the fact that she was limping and appeared to be straining to walk?

Stowaway Chapter 37 Aiden's point of view Once I know the children have reached the safety of the helicopter I run back to help grit with the woman, I hear the pop of a riffle as Grit falls to his feet, clutching his leg, as he yells out. “Fuck, get her out of here Chaos." I pick up the frightened woman in my arms as I run to the chopper with her, I pass her over as one of the team as another reaches out a hand to me, I shake my head as the enemy gunfire gets closer and I yell.

Caroline grabbed her phone and began shouting, "Come in, this is Captain Weiss! I need backup! I repeat, I need backup!" She tried over and over again, yet nobody ever seemed to respond. For some reason, her phone had suddenly lost signal to the outside world. With support from the outside world cut off, all 300 people were now as good as stranded in the middle of the sea as a storm was effectively upon them. Calm suddenly blanketed Erwen's mind. Retreat was no option. The only thing they had left was to fight! Fight to the death! Fight to their last breath! To their last breath… even with the sorrow of his desperation weighing down on him.

STRAYS' POV - THE REAL PLANS The stray camp was hidden deep within the forest, far from the watchful eyes of the pack. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and the faint rustle of leaves, the shadows of the towering trees casting a dark blanket over their camp. The strays moved silently, their bodies tense, their eyes constantly scanning their surroundings. They were always on guard, always prepared for the possibility of an attack.

I babbled back excitedly “Ignascha won’t need to come back here then.” “If you want to do that, then fine, but I’m not staying behind with you.” Strangles unravelled himself so I could be lowered at the bottom of the stairs. The vines around my knee and arm remained constricted while the rest returned to reform Strangles’ body. “You won’t have much time left with Cassius’ acid in your spine. Make it quick and get out; for the kid’s sake.” My chest pulsed painfully for a moment, and I nodded. “Good luck” Strangles squeezed my shoulder, before scurrying up the stairs and out into the forest ahead.

Alluvium came to a stop and pulled Miranda in front of him, “Will you tell me now, why you were at the hospital” Alluvium bellowed out and Miranda shrunk back in fear, her tears streaming… “I’m pregnant” “You’re what?” Winstrains heart broke, he couldn’t bear this this any longer… he ran in the opposite direction of the woods and crossed the border into his domain, he reached the boulders.. looking at them, thinking about the memories and conversation he and Miranda shared, he let his guard down and now he was left to pick up the pieces of his broken heart, tears streaming down his face, he let out a heart wrenching scream, the birds flew from the trees and the woodland animals scurried for

And in her eyes there was something Mara was breathing. Pity. Not for itself. For them. Then Emilia said: “The one who is never stranded.” Mara felt how the world was hiding under her. Noah stepped between her. “Not now.” But it was too late. The words had already set themselves in it. The one who's never stranded. This meant that Someone was here deliberately. Not by chance. Not by an accident. Someone came and left. Maybe for years. The boat disappeared through the rock gaps. Then it got quiet.