Stranded Novels & Stories

We rushed forward, hoping it was a small fall, hoping it was nothing serious. But when we reached the edge, we saw it. A very high cliff. Below it, a massive ocean stretched wide and angry. We screamed his name as we saw him in the water. He was struggling. Horris did not know how to swim. He did not even know how to scream for help. The waves tossed him around like he was nothing. We cried and shouted for him to hold on, to stay up, to fight. He struggled. He fought the water with everything he had.

Walking slowly at first to make her stiff muscles relax after hours of sitting in a single position. He wasn't relieved one bit for a week. The situations were getting worst. Convincing Auclairs were harder especially when the fucking snitch wouldn't leave a clue of his existence. He struggled to keep track of all of his businesses at once and take care of Auclairs like childish toddlers. His frustration was testing his patience. As much as tense he would work throughout the day, the relaxed he would become at night.

Muscle memory provided useful as her fingers moved on their own, unwrapping the pack and pulling one of the sticks out before placing it between her lips. The stray just stood there dumbstruck with his eyebrows knitted. He still had his hands up, watching Akira struggle to strike the lighter and fail time and time again. Sparks, but no flame. “Useless,” Akira uttered under her breath. She gazed up at the stray and he began to speak again. “My name…” he spoke slowly. Akira shook her head once more to cut him off and then turned to walk speedily to the kitchen.

He yelled in frustration. Meanwhile, Latton fell asleep immediately after having dinner. She was fast asleep, out of nowhere she felt difficulty breathing, as if something or someone was trying to strangle her. She tried to move, but she couldn't. Soon a sultry voice said, "How bad do you want it?"

As the aircraft taxied down the runway, carrying them away to their new beginning, Via couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation building within her. The journey ahead would be filled with twists and turns, but as long as they were together, Via knew that they could overcome anything that came their way. And as the plane soared into the sky, carrying them back to the Philippines, Via couldn't help but feel grateful for the opportunity to start anew, surrounded by the ones she loved most. As they boarded the plane bound for the Philippines, Via felt a sense of anticipation building within her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that whatever challenges they

“Urghh!” I grumbled out of frustration as I watch the tattooed stranger drive out of my street. The jerk made me beg him for sex only to turn me down, apparently he had a child to take care of and couldn’t stay but still didn’t make any attempt to ask for my number or even give his, such a jerk. I hissed and headed inside my tiny apartment, the emptiness welcomed me once again. It’s always been just me ever since Henry got hospitalized, we lived together after my graduation.

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?