Stranded Novels & Stories

Outside, loud music blasted—a tradition when our group of friends gathered. I screamed and shouted, but no one heard my cries. As he smeared sticky saliva over my face, all I could do was struggle to grab a lamp from the bedside desk, smashing it over his head. Then, I made a run for it, stumbling towards the window. Jeremy was like a monster, relentlessly chasing me after he recovered. I threw myself over the windowsill, and as I hit the ground, I clearly felt warm blood gushing out between my legs, as if a life was slipping away.

I could practically hear him glaring at me from the phone “You called me. You never call me. So I’m going to ask you one more time before I hang up. What?” That insufferable angel of death, if I was in a better situation I’d consider insulting the shit out of him before I cut the call, but desperate situations calls for desperate measures. “Are you in trouble Phoebe?” Yep that’s Jeremy rubbing off on him “I wouldn’t say I’m in trouble,” I hedged. “More like…stranded. I’m not near public transport, and I can’t find an Uber.” “Where are you?” I told him. “What the hell are you doing there? That’s two hours from campus and the city!”

It was a strategic choice, allowing them to gather their strength and embark on the passage with clear minds and a refreshed spirit. Tritan and Finrir, assuming their positions for the first watch, gracefully hovered amidst the tranquil currents near their campsite. The abyss echoed with a stillness that was occasionally broken by distant rumbles, heightening their senses. Naida, drawn to the opportunity to share this time with Tritan and Finrir, chose to join them, her presence bringing comfort and companionship during the serene, nocturnal hours. Together, they hovered on the threshold of the Pillars' Strait, ready to face the challenges that awaited them, their bond growing stronger with

max reached the captain deck to see it abandoned… Not a soul was seen on the deck… Where is everyone? The boat was stuck in some rocks leading up to an unknown island… Where are we? I don’t know there it seems something has happened … As Max searched the entire boat he realized they were alone stranded on an unknown island… He quickly ran to the radio and he realized the entire navigation system was gone… No radio and there was no way to get help… Max immediately ran to the room to find his cellphone but to his surprise he couldn’t find it anywhere… Asia where is your phone?

What the hell was this uncle telling him to dance with strangers. "But uncle I'm waiting for Daddy .." Aiora's words were interrupted because Ellthan held out his hand. "Dance with me miss?" Ellthan stretched out his hand to look deeply at Aiora. Aiora swallowed his saliva. Damn why Ellthan is so handsome. As if bewitched by Aiora, she welcomes Ellthan's big hand.

We are the exact definition of stranded. Standing up from the chair, it felt like my breath was beginning to seize. I held the chair tightly to steady myself. I envisioned me building a beach house and everything collapsing with the waves visit. I want to assure myself that it would be fine, that a miracle would happen, but it's a dead end. There is simply no way out. “Kamara.” I heard someone call in a distant. It's almost hard for me to reach the voice. “Kamara!”

Noah meets Rena in a cafe, he can see Rena's puffy eyes from where he sits, She even sobs when she comes to see Noah, of course, Noah doesn't know what happened to Rena and his brother. But Noah knew it was a serious problem. "What happened?" Noah said. “Sean kicked me out,” Rena said. "He won't do that if you don't do something stupid Rena, Tell me what's wrong?" Noah said. "Is it wrong if I love him?" Rena said.

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.

By midnight, we had entered the Lokabrenna Strait, where the Pole Star resided, and Jarnja had not tired yet. Loki’s bondage isle, the Serpent Spit, rose in jagged obsidian cliffs up into the aether. Jarnja cautioned me back. Yuri and Dominic docked the boast. I held a breath I didn’t even know I was capable of taking:

Nothing but water and sky. I stumbled back, shaking my head. “No… no, no…” My legs carried me outside. The air was cooler there, fresher, but it didn’t calm me. I turned in circles, scanning everything. There was no sign of life. No sound except the crashing waves and distant cries of seagulls. It hit me like ice. I wasn’t just trapped. I was stranded. On a secluded island. My knees almost buckled. I hugged myself, my breath coming out in sharp bursts.