You Have Arrived At Your Destination Novels & Stories

*Ayat looked down at herself and bit her tongue then looked back at Aqsa. Aqsa giggled and untied an apron for her. Ayat mouthed her thank you and walked toward the door. "It's showing ride arrived but where it is? " Ayat said in a confused tone while looking around for the booked ride then looked at her mobile. "Where are You?... On App it's showing, You have arrived... come again?... How can you?... nonsense, " Ayat said and cut the call angrily. Arham's laugh made her look at him, standing beside her.

The passengers could feel the slight jolt as the plane decelerated, eventually coming to a complete stop. With the engines diminishing and the plane at a standstill, the cabin filled with a sense of accomplishment and eagerness to embark on the next chapter of their journey. They had arrived in Gorakhpur, ready to witness Rachna's Green Building, explore her projects, and immerse themselves in the experiences awaiting them.

The GPS screen of this car beeps because the coordinates of my destination are getting closer. The torrential rain that had previously started to subside as I entered Yellowstone territory. It was almost five in the morning when I finally arrived at the white castle gate. Balthazar was already standing at her door, he was still wearing a red pajama set. With a gloomy expression he watched my car pull into his castle grounds.

I was snoring a bit when the driver called to announce to me of our arrival. “We have arrived.” He said several times, tapping me. “Have we arrived?” I asked, surveying the environment while my eyes caught the magnificent gate and its beauty. “Yes,” the man said, turning to face the sterling again. “We have arrived.” I checked myself again before hopping down from the mini car. I smiled and asked the driver to go. “Thank you for bringing me here.” “Will I not be the one to take you back home?” “No,” I told him. “I shall find my way home myself.”

I said sharply. He muttered something under his breath and turned back to his laptop, going through presentations submitted to him. I tried to focus on something. Anything. The passing scenery down belowㅡ No. That made me sick. Shit. Finally, the plane skidded to a stop and the pilot's announcement echoed through the plane. We had arrived in Zurich, Switzerland. Finally.

I just nod in response. After a long time we arrived at America finally. I took a shower and then messaged Sophia. It would be morning there. She must be asleep. Today we will go and caught them. I hope everything will turn out well. I can not wait till night. When the clock hit nine p.m we leave and went to the place where the deal will happen. I told my men to watch them and when Mr. Gracia will leave my me will give us signal. Now I am patiently waiting in my car.

"Here. You have been quiet for a while, I'm guessing it's homesickness already or Jet lag." 'Darn it! When are we getting home? This dude is really getting on my nerves!' "Jetlag. It hit me sooner than I expected." "Well, it's a good thing ain't it? Welcome to Australia son. We have finally arrived at your destination." "Thank you so much," Matthew said and rushed out of the car as soon as the car stopped right in front of a building. "You're welcome, son. Hold on, I'll get the pieces of luggage for you myself, " the driver said and hurried to the trunk, bringing out the two heavy pieces of luggage and placing them on the veranda of the building.

“We've arrived" I looked around. We hadn't. I realized a few seconds too late that he had brought me to the main entrance. He was driving, so he was going to park the car. I mumbled am akward thank you and got out of the car. I wanted my car back. **

Annabel’s POV “Ma’am… Madam…” the cabman's voice came from the front, hesitated. I flinched from hearing his voice. “What?” He gazed at me from the rearview mirror. “We have arrived at your destination”. My eyes darted around, I was deep in thought that I never knew when we arrived at Daniel’s penthouse. “Can you give me a moment?” I asked, my voice low, almost pleading. With just a simple nod, he turned off the engine, leaving us with nothing but the chirping of birds.

Marcus added, his voice filled with conviction. "We've arrived," the driver announced, interrupting me before I could speak. I drew in a deep breath, preparing myself for what lay ahead. Our car glided into the driveway of an enchanting bungalow; its facade adorned with a vibrant array of flowers. A small gathering of men and maids stood ready to greet us as our convoy came to a halt.