The Underground Railroad: A Novel Novels & Stories

Carlos closed his eyes, the darkness swallowing him whole. He had held a diamond in his hand and thrown it away for a piece of glass. And now, she was gone. (THE END)

The iron gate creaks open, and sound crashes into me all at once; Chains dragging, Low murmurs, Wet coughing, A baby crying somewhere nearby, too weak to be loud. The ground beneath my bare feet is mud and ash mixed together. Soft. Unstable. I stumbled. No one laughs. That’s worse. Long rows of low buildings stand under the open sky. They have no proper walls and no doors. There is nowhere to hide, not even in the shadows. There is no privacy. Just bodies and dirt and survival pressed together until dignity has nowhere left to stand. This is where they put me. Not the dungeon. Somewhere Worse. “Head Concubine Violet,” the guard announces, loud enough to carry.

It felt like an opportunity. The work ahead would be long. There would be battles to fight.. I knew that the outcome was already written. The lineage was no longer broken. The underground railroad had reached its destination. I was the bridge. I knew exactly where I was standing and where I was going. The rebellion had begun, quietly and inevitably like a seed pushing its way through the dark.

"If I had thought less of you, I wouldn't have helped you. To me, it doesn't matter if someone is poor or rich. We're all equals." However, she would not listen. She just kept laughing and saying I would be stuck here forever, suffering. … Lucia's words seemed to come true. At this point, I did not think I could ever get out. I did not know what to do. All I did was sit there, day in and day out. When I got unbearably bored, I counted sheep in my head. After three long days, a man showed up that night. He sneaked in through the window while the nurses were asleep and whisked me away in his car.

Berhes broke into a pleased smile, which made his massive cheekbones seem even larger. -Your sources were not mistaken, there really is a nest here. - sounded in the head of Berhes. He nodded in agreement. Two black-cloaked figures strode north along the narrow parapet. In a long corridor, a light was on in some places, as usual, they forgot to turn off the power supply, and for several years now electricity has lit the way only for rats and stray dogs. The presence of people was indicated by garbage scattered everywhere, beer cans, boxes, a wheelchair that had come from nowhere, upside down and crumpled. All this rested under a thick layer of dust and dirt. On Baruz's hip, the polished barr

It was one of her favorite novels; VERITY BY COLLEN HOOVER. Not long before Christiana's life took a drastic turn, she borrowed the book from one of her workmates and had only read five chapters of the book before she was kidnapped. But she couldn't deny that only the first chapter of the book got her so hooked that she couldn't put it down. And now, the silly women ended up forgetting she was supposed to only take a peek and leave. She became so engrossed in the novel she was reading that she didn't hear the bathroom door creaking open. Well, not until...

Robert replied. The high beams cut through the dust on the road. Kat could see the drive was lined with thick trees. “It is going to be impossible to find Jude in here if he wonders off.” She glanced worried at Robert and back at the barbequed covered boy. “Don’t worry babe. There’s a gate around the property itself.” He rubbed her shoulder. “Well this isn’t creepy or anything.” Ray snarked. “Its only creepy because its dark RayRay. Things always look different in the dark. It’s just new, new always feels uncertain, until it’s not new anymore.” Kat smiled back at Ray through the rear view.

I dressed quickly in a cloak and boots, my fingers clumsy from adrenaline. Each creak of the floorboards felt like thunder as I slipped through the hallways. The guards were stationed at the outer gate, their voices carrying faintly in the night, but I knew the servants’ passage, the hidden routes built into this house long before me. By the time I reached the back garden wall, my heart pounded so hard it felt like it might burst. I hesitated only for a moment, looking back at the home that suddenly felt more like a prison. Then I climbed.

“I heard about the girl. The heiress.” Alex’s pulse jumps start talking . “There was a shipment,” the man says. “Not cargo,a person i would say. ******* Alex leans forward. “Where did it go?” “I don’t know exactly,” the man admits. “But it wasn’t by sea. They moved her inland. Underground.” Harris stiffens. “Underground how?” “Old rail systems,” the man says. “Abandoned stations. Places nobody checks.” Alex’s let out a heavy breath out. Train stations,forgotten lines,hidden tunnels

"Sasha, she ... needs you." Eustone stopped slicing and glance to Mrs Braun, surprised. "Sasha don't seem to be needing somebody." "She just act tougher but she's really soft like a marshmallow. She's just like that because someone had betrayed her and now she couldn't trust." Couldn't trust? He asked himself. Who the hell betrayed her and made everything hard for him? "I would never do that to her, I swear," he crossed his heart that made Mrs Braun smile. "I know... but he did."