Romans & histoires After We Collided Book

James The sun hits my eyes causing me to flinch in my sleep. I push my face up, coming in contact with a smooth fresh texture, while I try to shield my face from the rays of the sun. The sweet smell of a floral perfume hits my nose as something was pulsing against it. Pulsing? I open my eyes and look up, gasping in surprise. My God, I was laying on Adria. To be more persist I was laying on her chest with the point of my nose touching her neck.

Welcome to Volume Four of When Mates Collide. This volume will proceed from where volumes one, two, and three stopped. With Nate, Elliott, and Darrell finding their happily ever after, we are left with our cynical bad boy, Danny, whose heart needs mending. Due to this, this volume will focus on Danny as the first main character and everyone else as the supporting main character. I can't wait to dive into writing his story and I hope you are just as excited as I am. Don't hesitate to let me know your thoughts in the comments section, I would love to hear from you. Also, you can check out my mafia book; To Love A Bologna whenever you can. Trust me, you'll love it.

Aurens pov. After some time of travelling, we heard that the ashborn had moved backwards, it was camera they have done thins after information about our arrival got to them We collided with them a few minutes ago and Right now, The forest was a blur of chaos. Trees burned, their branches snapping like bones under the weight of the fight. We were all locked in battle with Silas’s bloodthirsty wolves. Their howls tore through the night. My heart pounded as I stood in the clearing, facing Silas, his eyes glowed like storm clouds, and his lips curled into a smirk that made my stomach twist.

Then— The second SUV cut them off. Head-on. Elena screamed. Adrian reacted instantly, swerving— But not fast enough. The vehicles collided with a deafening crash. --- Everything spun. Metal screamed. Glass shattered. The world turned upside down— Then went still. --- Pain exploded through Elena’s body. Her ears rang. Her vision blurred. Smoke filled the air. For a moment, she couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Couldn’t move. “Elena.” The voice cut through the chaos. Strong.

When Cara wanted to pass them by, Noah held Cara's hand but Cara brushed it off immediately. "Don't touch me! We don't know each other, don't you dare talk to me like you already know me" As she said, she looked at Noah and then at the man beside him. "Don't you know who's in front of you?" the man said. "Two Alphas" Cara said and headed towards her workplace. While she was changing her uniform, Gemma came over to Cara, she said that the two men had come and ordered coffee there. But Cara was silent.

All of it. And then— She chose. — The world snapped. The lights corrected. Red. Green. Amber. Aligned. Cars slowed. Stopped. Moved in sequence. The near-collision never happened. The horns faded. The voices softened. The pattern— Restored. Clean. Seamless. As if the disruption had never occurred. Aria opened her eyes. The intersection breathed again. Normal. Damien exhaled slowly. “That was bigger.” Liam nodded. “They pushed harder.” Aria turned slightly.

Collin could make nothing out of his words. Right after a collision, when another was on its way, George opened the door of their side and pushed Oriel and Collin out of the car. They fell rolling over the empty road, getting scratches and cuts all over. The car went scampering past to them and followed it the rampant SUV. Oriel removed her blindfold and looked at Collin, a face that she saw at the moment she had lost everything. The moment was a desperate one and both of them were hurt, but that was all the two little ones were left with.

They were so close now they filled half the sky—a geometric nightmare ready to crush the earth. "Thirty-one chapters left," I whispered. "Then let's get the party started," Félix said, pulling me into a kiss that tasted of rain and the coming fire. The Anchor was locked, the Flesh was aligned, and the White Wolf was ready for the collision. "Emma?" Félix whispered. "Yeah?" "I think Lyra just 'blinked' Arthur's pocket watch into her collection. We are definitely going to have to return that." I laughed, a bright, clear sound that carried over the sapphire waves, marking the beginning of the War of the Collision.

I repeated, grunting as I sharpened my telepathic message, projecting my inner voice with every ounce of willpower I possessed. "Take cover, Ash!" Caspian’s sharp warning cut through my focus just as I caught sight of our car hurtling toward us. We leaped out of its path a split second before the vehicle crashed into the masonry above our heads. We hit the ground hard, rolling away as heavy bricks dislodged by the impact rained down. The collision had deformed the house, providing a jagged entry point where the walls had collapsed near the roof. But there was no time to exploit it; the creature was charging.

As our breathing slows, our mouths again find each other and our tongues entwine in an impassioned kiss. When the shockwaves finally subside, our exhausted bodies drift into a blissful sleep, wrapped in a cozy cocoon of warmth and love. And that would be the end of our story, with Jasmine and I living happily ever after except for the interesting epilogue that occurs a few months later. I'm working a day shift at the bookstore when Cynthia walks in just before I'm due to clock out. She stops directly in front of me and raises her eyebrows.