Tripping Arcadia Novels & Stories

With that happy thought in mind, she raised her glass with a smile and took a long, carefree chug. Outside the private room, Cedric strode quickly toward the parking lot. As soon as he stepped out, he spotted Olivia in a corner, hunched over and retching as she clung to the wall. His heart skipped a beat for no good reason. He thought about how he'd deliberately skipped any protection these last few times, and a jolt of panic shot through him. Back then, when they'd been joking around, Noah and the others had said he could always knock Olivia up and use that to make Horace suffer even more.

My breathing grew heavier as my hand moved again, no longer holding back as I squeezed firmly. Sometimes my grip tightened, sinking into the soft warmth beneath my palm. Phoebe's body reacted to my grip, her hips tensing slightly. Watching her breathing grow uneven only made me more impatient. At that moment, my mind held only one thought: I wanted something even more thrilling. Desire had completely overwhelmed reason, and my courage grew with it. I grabbed the edge of Phoebe's stockings, trying to pull them down. That finally startled her. "Don't…" She quickly reached back to stop me, preventing me from going any further.

Her chest was full and round, and her legs under the skirt, wrapped in sheer stockings, looked long and slender. It made my already lonely self burn even hotter, a faint stirring rising inside me. The couple sat beside me, chatting warmly. "I'm Jean. This is my boyfriend, Ray. Thank you for giving us a ride. The Sicherian-Timbre Highway is so long. We really didn't know how we were going to get out of this." I waved, telling them not to mention it, and kept driving. The journey was quite long, and Jean could no longer stay awake, so she lay on Ray's lap and fell asleep.

a girl with a sharp face said. “I guess it’s a good thing.” Lacra dusted her hands, though there was neither sand nor dust on them. “C’mon, Ariadne’s up. Let’s get this over with.” Off to the side Trudi was talking to Ariadne. Where Trudi was squatted, Ariadne was sitting, looking very groggy. Kilvic thought of Jacinta’s words of possible trauma, Vivlac’s words of friendship. He wondered if it would affect the potential of an alliance with her. As if sensing him, Ariadne looked up and met his gaze. She smiled.

Everything felt normal—until it didn’t. Something fell off, my instinct usually come in handy sometime. Students were staring. Whispers. Laughter. Quick glances followed by smirks. Was this because of what has happened yesterday? I frowned. “What’s going on?” Rita didn’t answer. I took one more step—and then it happened. My foot caught on something. A rope. My whole body flew forward before I even had time to scream. I hit the ground face-first, right into a giant bowl of raw eggs someone had planted there.

Guards lined the walls, ready to beat any girl who attempted to run. Then a trumpet sounded. “The Triad Alphas have arrived.” The shift was instant. Alpha Garrick straightened. General Knox cursed and shoved himself away. Relief crashed into me so hard my vision blurred Three males entered. Power rolled in like a storm. They were feared everywhere. Wanted by every noble woman. I crawled backward, trying to disappear when something strange occurred. Three scents crashed into my senses. Pine after rain. Smoke and spice. Frost-kissed night flowers. Heat tore through my chest and burned down my spine.

In Tron, fire was part of life. Tron's beauty did not come from harmony. It came from the violence of contrast. It was a land that did not ask permission to exist. Aurora tried to speak. She couldn't. Thales just muttered: “Tron Territory.” A natural barrier separated that territory from the rest of Arcadia. It was visible. A line of red, smoking mountains, like open wounds in the ground. And behind it... more creatures. Others. But none attacked. “They don't cross?” Aurora asked, her voice breaking.

That had served her very well dealing with the Turnbulls many, many times. "I don't think I'm feeling too well," Adriana said, slightly slurring her words. She pushed the chair away from the table and stood, feeling her head spinning. "Maybe I should go back to bed." She turned and tripped over the chair's leg, and in what seemed like a split second, Alaric was there to catch her. "Maybe the wine wasn't such a good idea," he said, looking down at her with a tender look. Adriana was frozen in place, feeling his strong arm around her. She could stand on her own, but at the moment, she was transfixed with Alaric, who didn't seem in a rush to let go of her either.

Hearing whooshing behind him, Liam turned and met Hadrian motioning him to join him. “Get in here. I can find Tristan.” Hadrian explained. Liam raised an eyebrow. He had not spent up to a day in Arcadia Falls and he had gotten into trouble. He had no choice, there was nowhere he could go. He had to follow him and he didn't give in to the idea of abandoning his best friend. He disappeared with Hadrian after stepping into the portal.

Everything I had learned from him came in handy now, and the road felt smooth beneath my hands, giving me a thrill of independence I hadn’t felt before. The Triplets, still recovering from my little stunt, began murmuring and laughing in turns, the air charged with teasing energy. It was ridiculous, fun, and just the way mornings with them should be, a perfect mix of chaos and laughter. “Okay, maybe I’m not dying today,” Lucien said, letting out an awkward chuckle halfway to school, his usual confidence shaken but slowly returning. I chuckled. “I’m a good driver,” I said, a teasing edge in my tone.