Stranded Novels & Stories

No clue. “I’ll bet they found him,” I whispered. “I’ll bet he took off to make them think we were still in the car with him.” “That would make sense. But we have a big problem now,” he replied. “Hoot’s gone, and we have no idea where to go from here?” I said. “Yes. That and Hoot has my money.” He locked eyes with me. My jaw dropped. “Oh my God. We’re stranded.” “I’ve still got my bank card, but I wouldn’t be surprised if my grandfather found a way to shut it down,” he sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “And if I use it, it’ll flag our location.”

“Its name is the Prell. So, Gregorio is the run away from me and is the lost.” “Oh. I’m… sorry to hear that.” His odd way of speaking left me struggling to keep up, which was surprising, given how much experience we had working with students who were still learning English. “You is the say earlier that you is the stranded here. Correct?” “Yes. And thank you so much for taking us in. We have a lot of people camped on a beach nearby. We need help—please.” He stared at me, his gaze heavy, searching. But it didn’t feel like doubt. It felt… deeper.

"Working on it. Dane has already gone back to the bus." Dane was happy when he thought he saw a light coming opposite his position, he ran immediately but accidentally tripped on a wire that activated a string of wires tying his leg in a motion, dragging him upward with his right leg hanging in the air, he bumped his head in the tree and passed out, his bag slipped out of his hand.

Would Vigtor Norvegius give up his convenient lifestyle for a stable future for his people? Stralath had a feeling that they'd just touched the siren surface. How deep were the dark tides that ran beneath?

I don't know, Nala, but I promise I will be back soon. Are you avoiding me? I just can't find the courage to say the words right on the tip of my tongue. "Don I....." Love you. Why can’t I just say it? It can be one-sided. "What, Nala?" he asks. "Nothing, bye," I say quickly as I hang up. OK, Nala, it is not that bad. I try controlling my breath but I can't. I change to my wolf as I run to the woods. *****************************************

Not strain. Not expansion. Something else. Something wrong. My breath catches. Because I feel it immediately. Deep in the system. Not here. Not in the clearing. Somewhere else. Far. But connected. “Elara,” Adrian says, his voice sharp. “What is it?” “There’s a disturbance.” “What kind?” “Not like before.” “How is it different?” “It’s… structured.” That’s the only word that fits. Not chaotic. Not random. Deliberate. Controlled.

“You’re safe now.” I gulped the water, exhaling hard with relief. “Thank you. We thought we were done for.” Sophie smiled, her bikini barely containing her luscious curves. “You’re tougher than you look. Crash like that? Damn, must've been scary." Liam leaned forward, curious. “How long were were guys there? "Uh, this would've been our second night out there." Adam replied. Nate rubbed his jaw. "Crazy, what was it like out there? Stranded, no rules?”

The park was nearly empty now, only a few cleaners moving around. “Ma’am, you’re in the way. You’ll have to leave,” one of them said behind me. I nodded, too drained to argue, and stood up. Then I walked. No direction. No plan. Just moving because standing still felt worse. I had never felt this stranded before. My fingers shook as I dialed Marco again. I almost expected the call to fail like before. Instead, it rang. Then he picked. Relief hit me so fast my knees nearly gave way.

It wasn’t much, just enough to survive. But things went bad, the business failed. Then tragedy struck, they died in an accident. After their funeral, everything fell apart. Lira, the one they trusted the most stole the little money we had left and vanished. She left me to drown alone. That money could’ve helped us breathe, even for a little while. Instead, the debts kept growing, the pressure became unbearable. and one day, the bank came and threw me out of the house with no mercy. Since then, I decided to work, earn money, pay the bills, and clear the debt so I could survive.

However, over time, I did start to miss home. I was surprised; I hadn’t expected Jace to notice. “But will the others agree? “Most of the pack is from the South. Many of them ended up here with no choice. “It’s time to go home. “And… I want to go back there with you.” The sincerity in his eyes moved me. Not long after, the pack set out for the South. I only told a few close friends I was returning. But on the day I arrived at the port, I saw Leon.