Collision Course Book Novels & Stories

It stole my precious book! All of my attention was poured into the dog, I was about to catch it which I didn't know I could run this fast. Maybe it's because we're talking about a book, so it's like this. I was just a little bit close to catch it when it suddenly turned to the left side which is the grassy part. Because of my speed, it was hard to stop. The acceleration was at full speed that it was impossible to brake. When I looked up I saw a girl in a beige dress carrying many books that almost covered her face. Before I could swing and dodge it was too late and we collided.

The title of book two on Alpha novel is “Convincing Luna Valeria.” She mistakenly stepped on the throttle, and the car began to move on its own at a fast speed. She screamed in horror as she lost total control, and her car collided into a bus. Everyone screamed as they kept hearing different bangs and fighting for their pp. Crystal's car somersaulted, and everyone's bodies flew out of the vehicles. They looked unconscious or rather dead as they were soaked in the pool of their blood. The blood of Crystal flowed to where the dormant body was lying outside it's coffin. Like an electric shock, the dormant body began to move slowly, and before a minute, he rose l ooking healthy.

The collision between the Ares-Prime and the Oort-Sliver did not result in a traditional explosion of metal and fire. Instead, it produced a "Somatic-Shattering." As the "White-Light" of the Synthesis-Ship met the "Absolute-Nothing" of the Universal-Eraser, the laws of physics in the upper atmosphere began to "Un-Write" themselves.

"Go. Save the milk. I’ll see you tomorrow." ​Vivienne smoothed her hair, checked her lipstick in the reflection of a glass-fronted bookcase, and practically sprinted toward the library door. She was adjusting her dress, her heart still racing from the adrenaline of the last hour, when she swung the door open and collided directly into a solid, silk-clad wall. ​"Oh!" "Oh, my!"

Only his fingers shifted once against the arm of the sofa, as if the entire matter did not concern him. That was when it happened. One aide stepped back too quickly. Another turned at the same time. They collided. Books and documents spilled from their arms in a single, chaotic rush. Parchment and leather hit the stone floor with a loud thud, scattering across the room. Several slid to a stop near my feet. The room went still again. Heat crept up my neck. ‘I should not move.’ I knew that instinctively. But my eyes dropped before I could stop them.

The narrow road offered no margin for error, and the slightest misjudgment could result in a devastating collision. Not willing to take the risk, Vanya played a cunning move. She calculated the exact moment when the oncoming car would collide and made a swift decision. She jumped out of the vehicle and ran toward a small hillside. The driver was not as fortunate. Without Vanya to guide him, he panicked and quickly hit the brakes, but it was too late. With a loud crash, the van was sent flying, tumbling down the cliff. In its descent, the vehicle collided with rocks before culminating in a fiery explosion.

I replied, making his jaw to tick in annoyance. His eyes were completely set on me, making me feel like a nervous wreck. The last thing I wanted or needed was to piss him off after a promising night. I was clearly too much in my head because I did not see him coming closer. All I felt were his fingers gripping my hair as his lips pushes against mine. I released a surprise squeak, lips parting in shock, just a perfect opportunity for him to slide his tongue into my mouth.

"I swear, Harlow. I swear I didn't have sex with her. I have been locked in my room for a week. I didn't come out until I heard your voice. I swear, sweetheart. I swear. I would never do-" I'm cut off when I hit a patch of ice. I feel my tires lose their traction and I start to spin. I try to turn the wheel, to even myself out, but I can't find any purchase. I start to panic and slam on the brake but that only makes it worse. I spin again, but come to an abrupt stop. I hear the sickening sound of metal crunching, my head bouncing back painfully as the airbag deploys. My whole body jolts at the sudden impact, my mind going hazy and my body numb.

Mercifully, today's traffic seems orderly, with no reckless drivers attempting to defy the rules in a futile bid to hurry to their destinations. A vivid memory flashes back to an incident I witnessed months ago, and my eyes twitch at the mental image of the collision. A cyclist, impatient to reach the other side, had decided to navigate through the moving cars instead of waiting for the signal to change. However, a moment of oversight led to disaster. The cyclist's bike collided with a car, sending him flying off his seat, much like Aiden's body had been thrown off in his accident. The cyclist landed in a pool of his own blood, and the sound of the crash still echoes in my mind – the bang of

Then at chapter 11 it started to read like a novel, a bedtime story of two girls that were forced into a position of power before they were ready, only to discover that they wielded power even they did not fully comprehend. I finished reading through the textbook section of the book and was about halfway through the novel when a clearing throat caught my attention. Startling, my head whipped up, dizziness blurring my vision for a moment as I noticed the dark windows and an amused Tristan stood in the doorway. "You should really eat sometime today." He stated his eyes laughing and I I shook my head. "Oh, My Goddess, what time is it?" "A little after 6." "Crap. My doctor's appointment was at h