After We Collided Novels & Stories

And so, we walked hand in hand, ready to embark on the next chapter of our journey, knowing that our love would guide us through the trials and tribulations yet to come. As the dust settled and the world slowly began to heal from the scars left by "The Nexus," Adrian and I found ourselves standing at the precipice of a new era. Our victory had come at great cost, and the wounds, both physical and emotional, would take time to mend. But we were determined to rebuild, to forge a path forward that would ensure the mistakes of the past were never repeated.

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.

I replied. She took a one way and drive with hot speed as she suddenly long drifted as our car was an horizontal still moving with drifting against the upcoming vehicle and when it drifted to a certain position, she stepped on the accelerator, changing gear as she passed through two building that the space in the middle could barely contain it. I checked the back and one of the cars in the back collided with one of the buildings when they were trying to follow us and this led to a heavy accident causing other upcoming enemies cars to stop.

“Did you get your answer?” He laughed. “I am driving, Nini.” “Oh, it’s already growing on me.” After our laughs faded into smiles I looked out of the window on my side. God please give me the strength. “I have something to tell you, Junior.” “Yeah?” “But I think we should first reach our destination.” “Is everything okay, though?” I think I should just say it… The sound of tires scratching on the tarmac startled us both. And then a second later, POW! A collision.

Our desires, our conflicts, merged into one intense moment, and we surrendered ourselves to the depth of our connection. In the aftermath, as we lay tangled together, I knew that our journey was far from over. The truth had been unveiled, and the consequences of our actions loomed before us. But I was no longer alone. Denis, Kevin, and Sam stood beside me, steadfast and unwavering. Together, we would face whatever challenges lay ahead, united by a common purpose and the strength of our love.

The stale air of the detention room clung to me. Outside, the last rays of the afternoon sun painted the windows orange, a vibrant contrast to the gloom within. Each tick of the oversized clock on the wall echoed in the silence, mocking the ache in my chest. This was my fifth time in here. All because of Zane, my brother. Despite him being older than me, we were in the same class. He was not the brightest tool in the box and was always landing me in trouble. Today was no exception. I was here because he had taken my science project about the solar system and presented it as his own.

My body slammed against the door, but then headlights blinded us — another car was rushing straight from the opposite direction toward us. I screamed, squeezing my eyes shut but instead of hitting us, that car crashed right into Darien’s coming behind us. The sound of metal smashing into metal made my ears ring. My eyes flew open, my head whipping back. All I could see was the mess behind us — Darien’s car colliding with the other vehicle, both spinning slightly as they tried to recover. "We lost them," Nathan said, relief washing over his tired voice. "Yes," I muttered, almost in disbelief. My lips trembled, but then a shaky smile spread across my face. For the first time in what felt like

Disappearing. The It-Girls, seeing their ally fall, surrendered. The coup was over. We'd won. Again. Barely. I collapsed beside Liam. "You okay?" "I will be. You?" "Same." Through the mate bond, we shared exhaustion. Relief. Love. We'd survived. Together. That was becoming our thing.

I responded with a glare. The shorter staff cleared his throat. "If you'll both kindly show us your key cards, we can straighten this out." "gladly," I huffed, shoving mine forward. Mr. Smug did the same, sliding his out with infuriating calm. the staff scanned both cards, their brows furrowing. My stomach churned. Finally, the shorter one looked up nervously. "There's been a double booking. Both of you are registered to this suite." I blinked. "You've got to be kidding me."

I couldn't finish my sentence as they suddenly crashed into our car from behind. Our car tumbled, and Cam’s worried voice was the last thing I heard before everything went dark.