Strangers On A Train Novels & Stories

For reasons unknown, even though I know who he's referring to, I don't move from the train tracks until Trent runs up the span and Juana follows. I assist his ascension, then at which point he shakes my hand to speed up my developments and being firmly followed by Peter, we scramble to reach Trento, who takes cover behind one of the segments. We do the same thing, just sticking the head out to the point of seeing what happens. The neighing of the ponies reverberates in my ears, as does the accompanying series of thunderclaps, both sounding off rapidly as a mist of green smoke suddenly appears on the rails, which I reason is something of a haunted entrance. when I see three apparition riders

“I’ve got you.” I leaned back into him, my body responding despite everything feeling his heat and strength. “This is insane. Hanging on the outside of a speeding train with a man who tracked me and fucked me senseless. But I trust you Ronan. Don’t let them take me.” One of the suspicious passengers appeared below climbing the ladder fast, his face determined and mean. Distant border police sirens wailed ahead growing louder as the train plunged into the tunnel darkness. Ronan’s arm tightened around my waist holding me firm while the wind howled and the pursuer got closer, his hand reaching up toward us.

They lay there, gasping, as the train picked up speed, carrying them away from the dogs, away from Lysander, away from the life they knew. "We made it," Elion whispered. Cale looked at the ceiling of the boxcar. "We are in transit," Cale corrected. "We're together." Cale looked at Elion. He tapped his palm three times. Safe. Safe. Safe. It was a lie. But it was the best lie they had. And as the train rattled north, Elion held onto the Stranger, hoping that somewhere down the line, he would find his husband again.

Liam’s POV** The next morning, the storm that had raged inside the house the previous day was replaced by the warm scent of fresh chai and the faint hum of the valley waking up. Sunlight seeped through the windows, casting delicate, shifting shadows on the wooden floor. Outside, the sweet humming of birds mingled with the rustle of pine trees, creating a melody so gentle it felt like the mountains themselves were singing. For the first time since yesterday, it didn’t feel like the world was about to drift apart.

And that if there was something else he could do, he would do it. “When the time is right, we will meet again. And this time there would be no stopping us, no hindrance. We will be together again. Fate would definitely find a way to bring us back. I'll never forget you Pumpkin” he had said tearfully. Those were his last words to me before he got on the train. I didn't care where I was, I slumped to the floor and cried so hard. The passers-by at the train station had looked at me in pity.

Hindi ko alam na sila pala iyong kumanta nang stranger. "Ano bang title?" ay letche! "'Yung stranger!" malakas kong sigaw na ikina-lingon saamin ng halos lahat. "Shuta ka! kahiya kang kasama!" nakita kong tumingin siya sa paligid at agad na pinamulahan ng mukha. "Pero gustong-gusto naman akong kasama," mahinang parinig ko sa kaniya. Nakita kong umirap lang siya at hinila na lang ako pataas. Gumagawa kami nang eskandalo dito!

"Why do I feel like I am being interrogated so early in the morning?" I pursed my lips before murmuring. "Sorry." He sighed. "Okay, first and foremost, I'm not going to say any details about me because you're a stranger and at the same time, I'm also a stranger to you." He said, a matter-of-factly. "Didn't your parents told you to not speak to strangers?' He said the word 'stranger' three times in that sentence. I didn't say anything. We just resume our walking while I was willowing myself in embarrassment. It made me realized that I had just disobeyed one of my mother's lectures.

The only sound left in the room was his heavy, rhythmic breathing. Suddenly, the cabin door slid open. Stevie was back, and his presence seemed to shatter the odd tension in the room. I scrambled to my feet, grabbed a change of clothes from my bag, and headed for the restroom. … There wasn't much to do on the train, so after dinner, we all turned in early. The walls in the cabin were thin, and it wasn't long before an argument broke out in the neighboring cabin. The noise woke Faye, and she insisted on swapping bunks with Gaston, claiming the upper bunk would be quieter.

However, just as their car was speeding past a street lamp, suddenly Boom! Boom! The sound of exploding tires made their car start moving erratically. Of course, this immediately startled the people in the car. The drivers of both cars struggled to regain control as their tires suddenly burst. "What's happening?" asked one of Cassius's subordinates sitting in front. "I don't know. Seems like a trap!" said the driver, making Cassius squint his eyes. "A trap, you say?" replied the subordinate before his sentence was abruptly cut off when they heard a barrage of bullets raining down on the car behind them.

He thought to himself. “We would make it out Alive, it’s a promise” Rose caressed her kids hair gently as hot tears began to drop from her eyes. “My baby” she whispered as uncontrollable tears ran down her cheeks. “Alert ! Alert! Incoming train from the west, make a correct turn now” The radio in the control room announced and suddenly there was a stamped. Everyone tried their best to escape the train but it was more like a planned murder from the beginning. No one in the train knew how to drive a train , no one could stop the train from moving , no one had an idea about it.