Collateral Damage Book Novels & Stories

The building was destroyed, reduced to rubble and ash, millions of dollars in assets were frozen, their digital records wiped clean, and three people were dead, innocent people who had been in the wrong place at the wrong time, who had shown up for work that morning not knowing it would be their last. "The news is reporting collateral damage," Sarah said, her voice hollow, her face pale as she stared at the screen. "Three civilians. A security guard, a janitor, and a delivery driver. They were caught in the explosion. They didn't have anything to do with the Circle. They were just... there." I stared at the screen, at the images of the wreckage, at the ambulances and the fire trucks and the

“He wouldn’t sell. He wouldn’t listen to reason. He thought he could stand in the way of progress. So I removed him. It was business, Jerome. Just business.” ​“And my mother?” I asked, my voice trembling with the effort to hold back the violence. “Was she business too?” ​“She was collateral damage,” Vane shrugged. “She shouldn’t have been in the car.” ​Collateral damage. ​The woman who used to sing me to sleep. The woman who smelled like vanilla and rain. Collateral damage. ​I felt something inside me snap. The tether that held the beast in check broke. ​“You killed them,” I said. “And you came here to kill me.”

Asher's heart skipped a beat as he heard the ominous click of the trigger. But instead of firing a fatal shot, the trafficker's aim shifted, and he shot Asher in the leg. The bullet tore through his flesh, breaking bones as it entered and exited the other side. Asher's anguished howl echoed through the trees as his world narrowed to a single, searing point of pain.

“Start at the beginning.” “I’m trying to make sense of it, Byron. When – when you sent your men to fetch me to Wild Horses as collateral one of our guards was injured. Or so I thought. Your Gamma implied he’d come off worst in a fight but it wasn’t true. Eric had been drinking and he was sleeping it off. And to think I sent Jeannie, one of the maids, to fetch the medic. Apparently, he’d recently become a coward, not fit for duty. I – I didn’t know.” “Go on.”

Lucas said and ordered his men to get Lucas. But before he turned to get Lucas, the door of the building suddenly opened wide, and a group of men attacked them. David sighed in relief, hearing the newcomers attack Lucas’ men. “You are now safe,” David said, before he lost consciousness. “David! David!” Mariane called as David passed out. “Help!” Mariane looked around to find John. “Miss Ramos, what- Master!” John’s eyes widened in shock as he saw David, covered with blood and unconscious.

Gemma said. "What? She works in the same office as Eric? She's great" "Great or stupid? Yes of course that's a crazy decision, she could have hurt herself. She worked without a blocker like you, maybe her first day there was the worst" Gemma said. "Are you guys still in touch?" Cara said. "No, after breaking up he really ignored me, I don't know, maybe he has found his mate" Gemma said. "I'm sorry Gemma" Cara said.

More than anything, she was concerned about her friend. **** This book is sequel to the first book Innocence. You have to read the first book to know the story clearly. The first book "Innocence" is available here on my Goodnovel profile. And then comes the second book "Innocence || book 2". Thanks for reading. Please vote and comment :)

I would forever have memories of blank darkness in place of the terror the rest of the party felt. Later, I would view the security footage and see what had happened. I would see the gun sliding slowly out the window of the unmarked car, the flash of white on the screen as the gun went off, and the four bullets flying through the air as they came at us. One of the bullets hit the doorman, killing him instantly. The second bullet hit me in the side, missing vital organs by a slim centimeter. The third bullet hit the building and ricocheted back onto our car. The fourth bullet grazed Callie's arm and shattered a potted plant standing innocently at the door, guarding the entrance to the buildin

It was clear the damage was caused by an attack and not decay of age. My chest sank deeper recalling the witch I met at the outskirts saying if my mother chose to stay alive they might have won the war. I pressed forward anyway, weaving through collapsed beams and scattered stones until something caught my eye, a small book half-buried in dirt, its leather cover cracked, pages swollen. I flipped it open and the first words nearly stopped my breath. “I couldn't go through with the abortion,” the rest of the words faded and I flipped trying to make sense of the first words I read.

Everything goes blurs, blackness engulfs me. Roman's screams echoes " Rose...no!" Next silence, then nothing but darkness forever. ############