The Wayward Bus Novels & Stories

Leaning in, I whispered to her, "It's not like it's your money. Go ahead and splurge. It's on your boss." Rhea hesitated but ultimately couldn't resist the temptation. The items she picked, though few, ended up being more expensive than everything she had selected for me combined. I said nothing throughout the checkout process. After all, Jack was the one footing the bill. I wanted him to see Rhea's greed firsthand. Once the mission was complete, I pretended to look exhausted. "Darling, I'm tired. Can we go home now?" Jack nodded with a quiet grunt, then turned to Rhea. "Ms. Carhill, you should head home early too."

“Teasing me with those thoughts. Admit it.” “Maybe I wanted this,” she turns, her eyes filled with desire, voice trembling. “Maybe I was hoping for you to lose control.” I smirk, letting one hand stray from the steering wheel to trace a path up her leg, pushing up the hem of her dress. Her gasp is music to my ears. “You’re playing with fire, Willow,” I say. She’s practically vibrating with need, her nails digging into the seat. “Holden,” she breathes out. “Why don’t you just pull over? Right here?”

He uttered as she went into the bus and took her seat behind the window. Everybody in the bus looked at her with awe and she waved at them but they didn't utter a word to her. When the bus took off, someone stood up and began to address them on a particular business deal, probably for the same reason they are traveling to Mexico. ••• Marya didn't know where to start on her investigation of the possible place Zavier will be and the worst of it all is that she doesn't have the slightest idea about the person that probably helped him out but she's sure that it's not any ordinary person.

Mama bids me farewell and wishes me a great day ahead, and I say the same to her. I spot a big tour bus at exactly seven thirty-two driving down my street with the logo of the Go Project on it, and I know it comes for me. Once it reaches where I stand, he stops and its door opens to me. “Good morning, sir.” I greeted the older man on the steering wheel and he smile radiantly back at me. I noticed the seats of the bus are yet to be occupied and I move to take my seat while the bus resumes its movement when I see Caroline sitting on the second to the last roll.

“It’s much too sexy. It makes me want to grab you and do naughty things with you.” He laughed. “One of these days I’m going to get used to you f**king with me and quit falling for your taunts.” She produced an exaggerated pout. “And ruin all my fun?” The bus engine started and Trey took her hand. “Time to sequester ourselves in a small space with six or seven other people who like to f**k with me.” “This should be fun.” Reagan paused at the top of the stairs. There was a lean man with a foot-tall, blond mohawk behind the wheel. How many people were crammed onto this bus?

Nathan said "They might be weak but look on the bright side. They have families, soldiers, leaders, workers, good and bad. The only difference is we are shifters." Leo said "I see!. Look, they even have crafts like us. This is beautiful." Seth said Just while they were strolling and talking.... A school bus approaching their way lost control when a reckless van was trying to overtake from the right. The school bus driver tried to divert to a safer place but he didn't notice a little girl by the road side, before he could see her it was too late to stop and then...

It was hard to read his expression in the dark bus, which was only illuminated by the revolving blue and red lights. The bus pulled out of the parking lot. Bree settled against Trent, thinking it had been a great night, despite the obstacles they’d had to overcome. It was becoming more and more clear that Cat wasn’t stable, whether because of her drug use or otherwise, and Bree felt like she’d made the right decision in letting the keyboardist go. She just wished she’d seen this side of her before she’d given her a spot in the band. She could’ve saved them all a lot of drama.

Carefully peaking to see what it was , she saw that it was a bus . Not wasting any time she picked a bigger rock and went to stand in the middle of the road . Her plan was to hijack the car and escape. She didn't care about the passengers . The driver seemed to be too focused on conversing than watching the road because if he had , he would have noticed Athena ,who was in the middle of the road . By time he returned his focus on the road , the bus was already close to her . He hit the breaks ,she didn't even show any attempt to move out of the way .

"Eyy Ming. If what you feel is real, don't wait like I did. You saw how miserable I was, I don't what that for you and remember when you loose I want dumplings as my starter." . . . Where the hell is Wayo? Damn the bus was going to leave the fool. Entering the cool bus he found a set and was immediately bombarded by the female candidates. His vision found the figure he was looking for and more, Kit touched Wayo's shoulder and walked away with a guy. "Excuse me. Sorry. Wayo!" The car drove away leaving and timbered boy who managed to somehow defy the odds. Their leader placed his bags in the storage area and they both entered the bus both with roaming thoughts, this time Yo broke the silence.

I, Charles Turner, was a single father staying with my son as he studied in Noule, Muria. Our neighbor was another woman and her daughter, who happened to be my son's collegemate. The mother, Kerrigan O'Reiley, was heavily pregnant. Meanwhile, her husband was constantly away from home due to work. Unable to reign in her urges, she secretly slept with my son, Carl Turner. Kerrigan's daughter, Shanine Baxton, was strikingly beautiful. With her amazing complexion and shapely legs, she could easily pass as a celebrity.