Vanishing Hitchhiker Novels & Stories

“There is a 10-minute dead-end there. After that, the car is driven straight to a channel and dropped from there. The kidnapper jumped out before the crash and disappeared in the river.” Mariana also added, “My father went missing at the same time. He was in a meeting with someone from Hazel Inc, and unexpectedly, Vivian Stone’s father showed up. When his assistant realized something was amiss, he was gone. His trial ends the same way. Inconspicuous vehicle dumped in water after a 10-minute dead end.” Jonathan nodded, “Who did she receive the call from?” Mariana answered, “Gardener from Aprice mansion. They have a good relationship.”

He sprinted into the empty street. “See? We can leave!” Everyone watched. For one second— nothing happened. Then his body froze. Mid-step. His eyes widened. “What—?” A thin wire suddenly appeared across his throat. So thin it was nearly invisible. Then— his head slid from his body. Blood sprayed across the empty street. Tess screamed. Noah threw up. Lena stumbled backward in horror. The body collapsed. Then vanished. Gone. Like it had never existed. The white screen flashed one final message.

If she could get unbolted from the wall anyways. She wracked her memory trying to work backwards. She had been biking back home. Alexander had been driving close by, and had only gone around the corner. Melody thought back, trying to remember, she was on the last road, there were only a couple far spaced homes in between thick groves of old growth trees, so close to the pack boarder. Melody remembered hearing tires spin on gravel, she had turned around and saw a white van come tearing out of a driveway, turning in her direction. The van was driving much too quickly, she had moved even further off the road, to be well out of the way when the van went by. Was practically riding in the shallow

I explained everything from start to finish. I even showed them my phone records and my plane ticket home. I genuinely didn't get it. All my records could be verified. So why was I still being treated like a suspect? The two officers exchanged a glance. "Chloe, according to our investigation, the Maybach involved was part of a scam. The owner's identity was fake. Aside from you, Lily didn't mention any of this to anyone else." Their expressions were grim, and the way they looked at me was as if I were a suspect.

Under the sunset, Luther's outline was bathed in warm light. On impulse, I rose on tiptoe and quickly kissed his cheek. He froze, his ears turning bright red. "Come on!" I tugged him forward, laughing. "Yvette said dinner's getting cold!" He laced his fingers through mine, his laughter carried away by the wind. "Alright. Let's go home." This time, we were truly going home. ... Side story about Theodore Theodore stood in the airport terminal, his ears ringing. My figure disappeared beyond security, and my soft "goodbye" felt like countless sharp knives carving into his heart.

"Daddy doesn't want me anymore. Mommy is the only one who's always stayed with me. I like Mommy, not the pack. Home is where you are, Mommy!" My tears finally broke free. All the pain I'd been holding onto turned into a strange sense of relief. I nodded firmly at the Elder and said, "I, Harper Lundell, reject Evan Stone as my mate." The Elder then severed the mind-link between Evan and me. The invisible bond that tied us together snapped, and pain exploded in my chest. "Mommy—" Toby wrapped his arms around me tightly as I winced from the pain. I gave him a weak yet free smile, gathering him—my future happiness—in my arms.

That day, I was doing a long-haul run on the Sicherian-Timbre Highway when I met a young couple halfway along the journey. Standing in the middle of the road, they waved at me, signaling for me to stop. There were quite a lot of hitchhikers in this area. I had met quite a few before. However, they were usually women in thick makeup. You could tell what kind they were at a glance. I barely make anything driving long distances, while they just spread their legs and earn money easily. This couple, though, really looked like tourists. They must have gotten into some trouble, which was why they were hitching a ride.

Three years passed. I sat in my room at the research facility, flipping through case notes. Outside, the sky had grown dark. I had removed my phone card on the third day after I left. I received one message from Vincent. "Where are you? I will come find you." I did not reply. I never saw his name on my phone again. I thought he would eventually stop. He did.

But by the time he reached the final link in the chain, I was already gone. Vanished from the world. They searched for me for years. Quietly. Relentlessly. What they never anticipated was that I would be taken in by a declining human noble family—one desperate for financial backing, and eager to attach themselves to the power of vampire clans. To them, I was not a missing child or a life stolen. I was an opportunity. At first, my father’s subordinates did not trust me. To them, I appeared too restrained and careful. I did not resemble the heirs they were accustomed to—those groomed from childhood to command and dominate.

“There have been reports of vampire hunter activity there recently.” The phone slipped from Clarence’s hand. He moved in a blur, the air screaming as he tore through it. There was only one thought in his mind. If the hunters got to her… He couldn’t let himself finish the thought. When he arrived, his men were searching through a burned-out ruin. “Our trackers confirmed it. The lady’s scent vanishes right here,” Marco said, kneeling and pointing to a patch of ground corroded by silver nitrate. “But we’ve found nothing.”