The Stopover Novels & Stories

he said. Anna blinked. “…here?” “Yes.” She looked around. “This is not a place. It is a sidewalk.” Adrian replied calmly. “It is outside active monitoring radius.” Silence. Anna crossed her arms slightly. “So I am being parked.” “That is not accurate,” he said. She raised a brow. “What is it then?” Adrian paused. Then said, “Temporary stabilization holding.” She gave a small, tired sigh. “That is just parked with extra words.” Silence.

My sister lied and accused me of cheating right in the middle of the college entrance exam, all to snatch my guaranteed spot in college. My results were voided, and I was banned from taking the exam for life. "I don't want her to stray from the straight and narrow…" My sister cried in front of the cameras, as if she were the victim here. Then, she took the acceptance letter from a famous college that should've been mine. She also stole my boyfriend and told everyone they were an official item. Eventually, she got her happily ever after. Meanwhile, I got into a car crash on my way to the precinct to clear my name and died a horrible death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the ex

Harmony I was trying to prevent myself from shaking while I was staring at my laptop. I don’t know what to feel about a post on Friendbook related to me. While I was trying to calm down, I continued to stare at a photo posted with a mocking caption. It was me, standing on a stage while in the midst of holding back my tears. The caption says, "Wow, look at your dumb rich girl stuttering through a debate. Is that all you can do? "

"You just got used to having someone waiting on you. A backup plan who'd never leave. "You don't love me. "You just can't accept that the guy who used to orbit you finally walked away." I picked up my wineglass and finished it in one swallow. "I don't love you anymore, Amanda. "And I don't even hate you now. "Get out."

The baby remained asleep, and as the plane's crew waited for passengers to board, I gave Zane a call. "Hey, there's a thirty-minute delay. We made an unexpected stop in The Bahamas to pick up extra passengers. Are you taking that into account?” I asked. He seemed slightly disappointed as he replied. "Yeah, I just got the notification on my phone too. There's nothing we can do about it; we'll be here waiting for you."

“Although, the two of you are going to get plenty of time to do that. The flight departs at noon on Thursday and with three stops, arrives in Newark at seven-thirty that evening.” “Where are we stopping?” “Cincinnati, Washington, D.C. and Philadelphia, but only to refuel,” Andrew advised. “I’m uncertain how long that process takes.” With a soft ‘hmph’, Evelyn started determinedly across the grand lobby. “Well, I suppose we might get lucky and find there’s a bookstore on the second floor here where we might find out.” “Um, I don’t care all that much,” Will stated flatly, trailing along beside Andrew in Evelyn’s wake.

Bellamy said, getting up and heading for the cockpit to inform the pilots. Waverly covered her ears and yawned twice. After the sound of two pops inside the ears, her hearing became clear once more and she no longer felt any pain. Perhaps it had something to do with the relatively slower descent of the plane. Bellamy came out and said to Waverly, "In order to avoid being discovered, no one other than the sergeant knows our location. Our first stop is in C City of R Country. Although it's not the capital, it's near the sea and it's a famous tourist spot. We'll be staying in a seaside villa today and tomorrow."

My voice was quiet now,controlled but dangerous. "We're still confirming, but.." "I don't care about confirmation," my tone cutting through his words. "Location?" "New York, sir."

I walked over to him. "What are you doing here?" "Business trip." "Oh." "Are you doing well?" "Very well." "That's good, then." He turned to leave, and I called out to him. "I'm not holding the old house against you anymore. But I'm not coming back either." He nodded and walked off. I found out later he hadn't been on a business trip at all. He'd heard I'd be coming to this city to restock, taken a fast train just to see me, and waited three hours in that station.

"Your temporary transit token has already been flagged by the primary sector gateway. Are you moving toward the vehicle, or are you attempting to log an administrative stay with the district bureau?" "I am not logging an administrative stay," I whispered, my voice cracking into a dry, hoarse wheeze as I stared down at my rough, calloused palms. "The system has already deactivated my primary passport parameters, has it not? My family no longer holds a valid corporate index in this capital."