Taxi Elizabethtown Ky Novels & Stories

Staring at me with a curious look on her face, she states excitedly, “You have my full attention. What do you think it could be? A big job opportunity or you will meet the man of your dreams?” Hesitating, I close my eyes before blurting out, “I hope it means that destiny has decided to stop shitting on me for once.” Laughing, Kelly leans in close and then hugs me before we both realize that we are at our destination as the taxicab slows to a halt. Turning around, the driver leans his arm over the seat as he stares at me with want in his eyes and states flatly, “That will be $25. I gave you a discount, because the two of you are the hottest customers, I have had in quite a while, and it w

“Get in.” She throws him a sideways glance, a scowl etched deeply on her face. He had no right to deceive her! Charles simply smirks. “You can never find a taxi here. It’s a private residence. And it’s a long journey to the main road.” Elizabeth stops in her tracks, looking ahead at the long driveway. 'Bloody bastard.' Avoiding his gaze, she opens the passenger door and settles into the seat. As they drive out the entrance, another vehicle drives past them, heading in.

The cab driver asked calmly, and his accent wasn't clear, so I had to ask him if he was British. "Do you always speak with a British accent, Sir, and are you descended from Britons?" I inquired. "No! I am not a British citizen ". He responded while keeping his gaze on the road. "I just have a different accent, and I'm learning British in the meantime." The driver of the taxi added. "Ohh!" I could only nod in response. "Sir. Please take me to Elizabeth's restaurant!" I said, and he nodded. Elizabeth's restaurant is not well-known in comparison to other restaurants, but many people are familiar with it because of its friendly staff.

Friends give you rides all the time. ‘You’re making it a big deal,’ Iris piped in my head. I closed my eyes, letting my head fall back onto the pillow before running my hands over my face. She's right, I am. “Wyatt’s taxi service. Here to pick up a Felicity Donovan,” Wyatt said as professionally as he could. I opened my eyes, stifling a laugh as he walked over, pushing a wheelchair. “I don’t need that. I can walk just fine,” I narrowed my eyes at him.

“Ugh! “ I groaned as I walked back to the bus stop. I was thinking of a better alternative, then suddenly a taxi came out of nowhere and stopped right in front of me. “You going or what?” the taxi driver said to me. Hmm that was fast. I literally dived into the taxi. “Mason club” I announced the address and the taxi went off. I finally looked at my watch and it was 10:30. I had just 30 minutes to get there and I prayed the driver would step on the gas. I kept stretching my neck and hissing whenever, he had to slow down. That was either for a traffic light or traffic congestion. And that was how I got to the venue of the party. I just couldn’t believe it. It was a magnificent edifice. I remem

I shoved my phone into his hand. “Read.” He looked down, confused at first, then his expression tightened. I was already stepping into the road, waving down the first taxi I saw. It screeched to a stop in front of us, I yanked the back door open and slid in. “Blackwell Estate. As fast as you can” I ordered. Kellan scrambled into the backseat just in time, shutting the door behind him. The driver however, blinked at the both of us, before saying, “That'll be 75 for the both of you.”

It's quite an ease to get someone in a situation like this without raising any suspicion, not even a bit! Gerald winds down the driver's door's glass, poking his head out from the space it created between the door. “Where is your destination, sir?” He asked, his voice was smooth and plain, like that of a professional cab man. Ferdinand was relieved at the sight of the taxi before him, he would have gotten angrier if he were to spend minutes on the roadside waiting to flag a cab down. “Seventh blocks, Everton Street.” He replied to the taxi driver almost immediately, rushing his words. “I'm paying five dollars for the ride!”

"We will give you a ride, we came by car." At this moment, before Charlotte had a chance to speak, Elizabeth responded first, "Sure." Elizabeth immediately regretted her words and tried to make up for it by saying, "It was really difficult to find a taxi today, if it's convenient for you..." Dangelo hooked his lips slightly and said, "Convenient." He said, looking at Max Giles beside him, "Isn't it?" Max's mouth twitched slightly, "Convenient." How could it not be convenient? Hehe.

’ I was relieved that at least my wolf was with me. Two hours later, the taxi pulled up in front of an estate that had an iron gate that was locked. The driver gave it a wary look and said, “Are you sure you want to be here?” He glanced at all the surrounding woods. The area was secured with barbed wire fencing and signs that read, 'No Trespassing'. “Yes,” I replied as I fished out cash for him. “Lady,” he added a word of caution. “Write my number down. Though I am going back to the city, if you call me in an hour, I’ll return. By the way, I’m Kent.”

"Give it to me. I'm taking a cab home." "It's late. You won't be able to find a taxi." The property wasn't in the bustling city, so catching a ride at 2:00 am was hard. Taxis rarely came to the area because it was a quiet neighborhood. Privacy there was better than ordinary residences in Northwell. It was a gated community, so access was restricted. The residents of the neighborhood had personal chauffeurs. Taxis weren't an option. Zoey wanted to get out of there. While the man's loose loungewear and soft hair softened his facial features, he still appeared intimidating.