The Wayward Bus Novels & Stories

Glad because she no longer suffered under Earle’s tyranny. I shift, making my way to the gate past the clearing. Where all the new Breeders are being chosen, Marked and Mated. A familiar scent wafted in my nostrils. A scent that I have not smelled in years. I continued trotting past the moans, grunts, groans, crying, and screaming. As the scent of lemon blueberry muffins grows stronger. I spot the semi-truck that left almost 3 weeks ago to collect Breeders from all over the states. They nestled it on the earthen road, within the trees. I see an Omega tossing a bleeding Breeder over his shoulder. He slaps her butt while grinning and walking to the clearing behind me. He nods, “Morning, Alpha.

But as the tires screamed around the corner toward the highway, a terrifying thought crossed my mind. If my father was pulling the strings, then the bus wasn't heading to safety. It was heading to a trap. And I was the only one who could open the door. POV: Charity The bus was dark. The driver had turned off the overhead lights, leaving the aisle bathed in a dim, amber glow. Most of the passengers were asleep, their heads lolling against the seats, the steady, rhythmic hummmm of the engine vibrating through the floorboards. I looked out the window. The landscape was passing by in a blur of trees and black shapes.

Soon the bus horn sounded loud. The bus driver's head sticking out. Suddenly the marketing division team walked to the back with a frightened face. "We can't take this Bus. There are others harassing Adam Smith's company. We have to get this bus away. The oil is leaking, " explained Nadhea ordered the team's departure in a loud voice. Then Nadhea took out the corpse of the bus driver, handed it over to one of the employees and took the bus away from the company. At least Nadhea's memory is very fresh. Their departure was disrupted but no enemy names have yet come close to the case.

Not only had she betrayed him, but she had also secretly sold Lewis Group's business secrets to the competition. Because of this woman, Christopher lost the rose he had cared for and raised since childhood. Timothy drove Isabella out of the Lewis family. The two of them tried every way they could to approach me to apologize and to make amends. But due to the Sanford family and the Kingsley families, they were turned away at the door. Yet, none of us had fully accounted for Isabella. We had underestimated her cruelty. Now, Isabella was left with nothing. Driven to desperation by Timothy and Christopher, she appeared suddenly near the newlywed home Jacob and I shared.

He felt a connection between the death of the bride, her husband and the myth but there was no way of proving it and even if he did prove it, what next? He felt the urge to question her and was about to take advantage of the situation when a large, white van well recognized all over Wabrook as the journalism bus came out of nowhere, sluggishly, and down a dusty path. A childish tune played out of speakers as the bus passed by them but what really caught Chief Inspector Eallric Hancey's attention were the eyes of the driver! They were green, greener than than the fields him and Bertio had passed on their way to Hunters Walk, and then he recognized the man!

When my car passed the rundown neighborhood where we used to rent an apartment, I hit the brakes without thinking. For a moment, I could almost see Ruby as she had been when she first started the company. She was crouching on that tiny balcony and smiling up at the stars, saying, "Silas, look. When we finally make it, can we have our wedding on a river cruise on Whitesand River? We'll cover the deck with tens of thousands of roses. All the guests will be dressed up in formal wear, and we'll hire an orchestra so we can dance under the stars." Her eyes were glittering back then. She had wanted to change the world, and she loved me, too.

The blast flung her onto the concrete, sound vanishing under pressure and smoke. Her comm crackled faintly—Varian shouting her name. She coughed, dragging herself up. “Still standing.” “You’re out of the grid zone. The real bus is moving—northbound, fast.” “Go,” she gasped. “I’ll catch up.” Varian’s convoy cut through traffic like a scalpel. Ahead, the second bus weaved erratically through narrow lanes. “Driver’s not responding,” Bram said. Varian narrowed his eyes. “Override their nav system.”

I saw Nana whisper something to the bus driver, and the engine roared to life. Wanda stopped abruptly and glared at the driver. "I never said you could leave! Stop the engine; that's an order!" "We don't take orders from a rogue wolf!" Nana's voice thundered from inside the bus. My eyes widened as I saw Nana grab Wanda and throw them both out of the bus. The bus sped off, and all I could see was Nana and Wanda rolling on the ground. The bus sped toward the palace gates, putting the rogue wolves on high alert. They tried to hunt us down. We crashed through the gate at full speed, making a huge impact.

Carrying only enough passengers. The moment the bus takes off, he hurried to follow alone, even with the lights had started to turn yellow, he didn’t stop, he continued to follow along. Yang Tian-Xu never intended to keep following along Wang Yi-An until she reaches her destination. He wanted more than just to stalk her. A devious plan occurred to him as he push a call button on his steering wheel. “Call Uncle Wan.” The voice deal activated and his call immediately when through. “Morning, Uncle Wan. Can you do me a favour and stop the bus A47, bus license number 2304-AC8. I want all the bus route coming to and going from the next stop it stops at.”

Shortly some people began to crawl out of the their hidings as they all couldn't come out cos of fear. They all entered the buses and it rode away with Sharon, Maggie, Elsa and Mike on top the buses. They buses soon got to an intersection where all the buses meet and continued the journey to the boat yard. They all sang victory songs thinking all was over until they were approached The boat yard where there were some psychos ahead. The bus drivers matched the brake and the bus was brought to stop. Sharon and her team began to jump down including some other brave men who took anything they could lay their hands on.