Romans & histoires After We Collided Book

The impact sent shockwaves through the vehicle, jolting its occupants violently. In that heart-stopping moment, Alexander instinctively shielded Sophia from the impending collision. His protective embrace encapsulated her, offering a brief sanctuary amidst the chaos. The world outside seemed to twist and shatter as the collision unfolded. As the smoke of the crash cleared, reality hit Sophia like a freight train. Disoriented, she found herself in a twisted wreck, Alexander still cradling her protectively. Panic surged through her veins like an electric shock. The realization that they were now entwined in the aftermath of a violent crash sank in.

Ethan hugged Olivia tightly and comforted her, "Don't be afraid." Olivia felt like the truth was within reach, but it didn't come to her. She simply couldn't recall what had happened. The driver said with a serious expression, "Brace yourselves. We'll be arriving at the designated collision area in around six miles. It wasn't a long distance, but every second of it was torture. A single miscalculation or accident could be catastrophic. If any car from oncoming traffic crossed over, the results would be devastating. Luckily, Ethan managed to get the situation under control quickly. There weren't a lot of cars around.

He fell on his back as I landed on top of him, and we both struggled to catch our breath. "It's your fault!" I shouted between giggles. "Yeah right, you were the one who dragged us down!" he said, and I pushed myself up as he tried to sit upright. It was then that I realized that we were only inches away from each other, and the smiles on both of our faces faded. He swallowed sharply as my eyes flicked to his lips for a moment, and I saw his eyes lower. As we fell, my necklace slipped out from under my coat and now dangled in front of him, its black angel wings shimmering in the light.

She deserves Richard and his fancy house and not having to worry about money anymore. Even if it means I have to suffer through this place. I'm reading her text and trying to walk at the same time when I realize I'm going too fast. There's a corner coming up, and I should probably slow down, but I'm already late and— CRASH. The collision happens so fast I don't even see it coming. One second I'm rushing around the corner, the next I'm slamming into something solid and warm. My coffee cup flies out of my hands like it has wings, and hot coffee goes everywhere. I mean everywhere. It splashes across the stone floor, it hits the walls, and worst of all, it soaks both me and whoever I just crashe

I snorted when they snapped off their glasses, their eyes widening when they realized that I wasn't one of their colleagues. “It's too late to be smart, boys,” I cackled, smashing the gas pedal down as hard as I could. My sedan collided with the road block, metal on metal screeching in an earsplitting sound, raising enough dust to make them temporarily blind for a millisecond. The momentum enabled me to blast past the two cars. Throwing a careless glance back, the vampires were gone. Out of sight. Vanished into thin air, perhaps. I didn't dare hope. It seemed highly unlikely that my small collision had successfully killed them.

Killian roared. ​The collision was not a physical impact; it was a Data-Crash. When Killian’s shadow met the Inquisitor’s light, the reality around them buckled. The ground beneath the sled turned into a liquid-grey grid, and the sky flickered from bruised purple to a sterile, blinding white.

"Are you crazy?" A strong force rushed toward me. It turned out that while I was looking at Joey, I had subconsciously taken a few steps toward her. I ended up bumping into a security guard and stepping onto his polished leather shoes. I staggered a little, then finally fell onto the ground from the heavy shove. With a loud crash, the soda cans in my woven sack all rolled out. The security guard I had bumped into saw the footprint on his polished shoes and kicked me in a fit of rage.

As we collided, I wrapped my hands around his head, pulling back with all my strength. I heard the inevitable snap of his neck as we both crashed to the ground. As the wind was taken from my lungs, I rolled over, groaning in pain. Before I could move another inch, I smelled Amelie and took her scent in. She was alive. We were both alive. I felt her hands wrap around my neck, and I felt all was right with the world. Whatever we had to face, we would do so together.

I mewled out passionately before I could stop myself. The sudden screech of the car made me jerk out of my notional utterances. A dangerously loud bang was caused by the impulsive pause, followed by wailing by a man or rather men. I calculated it to be the car behind our back colliding with the one at his back and we were the source of the collision. I snapped a baffled stare at Aaron whose palm was tightly wrapped on the steering.

I wake up extremely late the next day. And bump my head against the headboard, followed by a loud groan. I think that is the moment Robert stirs awake. But I am already stumbling off the bed. Sheet hooking around my ankle, and I stumble over, hands thrown forward to prevent my face from crashing against the white tiles. Left hip coming into contact with the hard floor. A sharp jolt of pain cruise through my entire left leg. Omph!