After We Collided Novels & Stories

“I don’t think—“ it happened so fast that I could barely blink, our car almost collided with another car and Nathan tried to drift away but that did not end well. At least, that was what the bloody mess in front of me meant.

It took a few days before Paloma and Heath were released from the hospital. Heath had suffered a concussion, a broken leg and a few broken ribs, but he was healing well. Paloma had been mainly unharmed, although she was knocked unconscious during the collision. Doctors had done a multitude of scans to make sure she wasn’t bleeding internally or suffering any underlying issues and had found that she was doing okay.

At first, they started circling around one another slowly and then really fast until they collided with each other. A blinding light flashed the moment the stones collided and they remained suspended in the air, far apart now, as if asking us to grab them. I took the one close to me and Marcus took the other one; they weren't hot anymore. I fell into blank space for a second before landing on a snow-covered sidewalk of a busy street, with Marcus right next to me. "This is the intersection that I got hit by the bus!" I said, taking Marcus's hand for support to get up.

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.

And so, we embarked on a new chapter, our hearts filled with hope and the knowledge that no matter what trials lay ahead, we would face them together, united in love and bound by the strength of our shared journey. ***************************** The aftermath of our confrontation left us both physically and emotionally drained. The weight of the battle lingered in the air, a reminder of the dangers we had faced and the sacrifices we had made. But as the days turned into weeks, we began to heal, to rebuild what was broken. Victor and I found solace in each other's arms, our love serving as a balm for the wounds that had been inflicted upon us. We cherished every moment, every touch, knowing th

Azriel said with worry. “No, I need to say it. I saw—” Just as Elijah's name was about to slip past my lips, a large truck drove towards us with so much speed and the two cars collided in the middle of the road. The intensity of the collision knocked our car as it doubled over, making me black out in seconds.

This was so unexpected and everyone in the vehicle is unconscious, the heavily armored vehicle carrying the three at the back and Tyler, Ghost and Jennifer in the front could barely be recognized since the collision was so catastrophic, it was turned upside down tyres still rotating, smoke coming out of it. Some footsteps approached the vehicle.

The driver pulled another gear and made a quick turn around now but collided with an upcoming vehicle the moment Marve shot at one of our tires. Our SUV collided with the vehicle, veered off and rammed into the pedestrian bridge, leaving parts of our SUV in ruins and smoke oozed out of the car. I could hear and feel my head splitting into two and banging so loud. I tried to open my eyes a little but I could only see Julian as he next to me.

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!

The collision had been violent. It was a miracle that neither of them walked away with anything more than superficial wounds. Willow had escaped with a minor graze on her shin, but Roman’s sacrifice had cost him. The whiplash of the impact, combined with the way he had surged across the console to anchor her in place, had resulted in a severe tear in his shoulder muscle.