Accidentally Ever After Novels & Stories

Then, thinking her mom was calling, she headed downstairs. Her feet barely touched the ground floor when the TV screen flickered to life, blaring the 10am news in urgent, pulsing tones. "Tragedy has struck the fashion world. Christian Bridges, renowned model, heir to the Bridges fashion empire, and Vesper magazine's coveted cover star, has been involved in a horrific accident. Reports indicate that the accident was severe, and Christian is currently being treated in the ICU unit..."

My mind reeled, desperately searching for any shred of memory that could confirm his words. "What do you mean?" I choked out, my voice barely above a whisper. "We have no memories before the accident." "There was an accident," Alexander said, his voice grim. "A car crash that wiped clean your memories of the past five years." A car crash? The image flickered faintly in the recesses of my mind, a blurry picture of twisted metal and shattered glass. But it felt more like a dream, a distant echo, than a real memory. "The doctors said our memories might come back," Sarah murmured, her voice filled with a newfound hope.

It was a passionate love inside and outside the bedroom. After finishing their meal, Tally paid the bill, ignoring the protests of the other two. As they were walking back from their lunch, chatting. The sun was warm on their faces. Tally thought it was a beautiful day. Life couldn’t get better. She had everything she ever wished for. Suddenly, the sound of a car engine revving loudly pierced through the peaceful afternoon. Tally turned her head slightly, hearing the noise but not yet registering its danger. Without warning, Ethan’s arm shot out, pushing both Tally and Holly forcefully to the ground. Tally landed hard on her hip, the impact jarring her entire body, crying out in pain.

He sat stiffly, his body tight, his hands resting flat on his knees. The room felt different now. “What is this?” Daniel asked, his voice sounding tight. “If this is about last night, I already said it was a mistake.” Tim leaned back a little, his face calm but his eyes focused. “That’s where you’re wrong.” Daniel frowned. “What?” “It wasn’t a mistake.” “Yes, it was,” Daniel said, his voice getting a little louder. “We don’t even know each other. I was drunk. I wasn’t thinking straight—”

“Calm down, will you? It’s late. The neighbors might hear us—” “I don’t care if it’s eleven in the evening or three in the morning!” she snapped, her voice dropping only slightly. “You’re telling me you got drunk at a company event and did it with— with—” She buried her hands in her head, unable to finish the sentence. “It was a mistake!” I whispered, instinctively playing with my fingers. “A mistake?!” She stared at me like someone had personally offended her. “Girl, that did not sound like a mistake at all. It sounded like you were desperate for it just to forget that boy best friend of yours.”

Gabriel explained. “I’m confused, Gabriel! What if Jennifer comes back? Everything will become chaotic again. You might leave Christina and me again,” Samantha said. “Samantha, now I understand my mistakes. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. You know I had an accident—that’s why I forgot everything. I never intended to forget you,” Gabriel said. As he spoke, Samantha lost her balance and leaned back. Their lips suddenly met. Overwhelmed by her emotions, Samantha responded to Gabriel’s kisses.

"With our finances? You think now is the time to have a kid? And I've told you before that I hate children! I don't want to have a baby with you!" Those words shattered the last bit of hope I had left. That New Year's Eve, the truck that came barreling toward us ended both our lives. In that instant, I felt no fear, only release. Now that we had both been reborn, we had also made our choices to stay away from each other. There was no reason to cling to the past. I pushed the check back toward her. "No need. I don't take things from strangers." She frowned, confused and a little offended. "Lucas, what do you mean? You think I'm a stranger?"

“You might be the big bad Malice out there in the woods, but in here, you’re just Malik. So you need to lower your damn voice before you wake my patient.” I bit the inside of my cheek so hard I tasted copper, forcing the feral growl rising in my chest back down where it belonged. “Is he pregnant?” I asked spitefully, forcing the words past my lips. I got my answer when Agatha immediately broke eye contact. I couldn't stop the dark chuckle that came out. “Of course.” I let out a harsh laugh. “Of fucking course.” I shook my head and looked away. “He spends years chasing Brandon and the second I leave, he gets knocked up. Guess he finally got his fairy tale after all.”

I don't expect a happily ever after, there will always be a lot of Afters to our imperfect love but I pray for the strength to keep getting through it. Remembering the Nova that told me to fuck off back in highschool, she happens to still be the same but more matured and I have learnt to love that crazy part of her. I wish all of you lovers out there a Maybe Ever After! The Nordan Story AFTER! by PLEASYMATT ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ The End. Please don't skip the next chapter, it's worth it, I assure you.

“Okay.” The rest of the night went on without incident. We watched the bands and hung out with our friends. Z and I hung out and talked a little bit throughout the night, but mostly did our own thing. Once the last band finished, we were all finishing up our drinks and planning on what to do after. Hannah had shown up about 30 minutes into the first bands set. I had noticed her hanging around or all over Z a few times tonight. I tried not to think much of it, but I could barely contain my eyerolls at her overly friendly behavior. “You are heading home Ash?”