Crack Novels & Stories

I would likely find a way to solve the problem inside the capital. When we finally reached the crack, everyone was surprised to see just how small it actually was. “Is this really the spot you want us to sneak in through? Is this where you made your great escape from?” Carter didn’t seem to believe what he was seeing. “That’s why it’s called the crack. What were you expecting?” I asked. I was the first to bend down. The crack was an actual crack in the wall, but it had chipped enough to leave behind a hole in its wake. The hole was just big enough for a person to fi

CRACK! The sound that echoed was so brutal, I swear to God the screams of those sticky-fingered children in the square cut off like a jagged blade. Matteo’s fist connected dead-center with Rocco’s smug, flawless Nordic-god jawline with absolute bone-crushing power! Rocco’s hundred-thousand-dollar designer sunglasses went spinning through the air, flipping three times before smashing onto the cobblestones, while the man himself was launched two meters back from the sheer impact, crashing directly into a vendor's stall piled with vibrant pinwheels. The wooden stand collapsed with a heavy splintering crunch, sending dreamcatchers flying through the air.

Human item Sunday. The first real crack had shown. He had not opened it. He had braced it with a sleep log and a hold that no longer ended on a Sunday night before a stand-up, and a body still full of him, and the same truth as the admission: they were not loosening. They were learning how to live inside a crack the office could already see—and how to bind it without calling the binding love, even when the binding was the only thing that let her walk back into a room that had heard her empty and still call it load.

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I slammed the metal tip of the pen into the center of the crack. CRACK-KKKK! The glass didn't just break. It exploded. A wall of black, freezing water smashed into the room with the force of a freight train.

The desk creaked under their weight. Sophia’s curvy ass jiggled each time Caleb thrust into her. She moaned constantly into Vanessa’s pussy. The vibrations felt incredible. Something only accomplished with perfect chemistry. Vanessa gripped Sophia’s hair tighter. She rocked her hips against the assistant’s face. “Deeper with your tongue, I WANT YOU INSIDE!” she ordered.

Crack... crack! "What's going on?" Upon hearing the strange sound, everyone was confused. At this moment, one of them stared at the marble that Yang Xiao had just tapped and exclaimed, "Quick... look at that piece of marble!" Hearing this, everyone moved their sights away from Yang Xiao and looked at the marble that Yang Xiao had slapped. Crack! Crack crack! At this moment, many cracks appeared on the marble, and the cracking sounds kept ringing out. Under everyone's gaze

Cracker stared at each other silently. "I-I just woke up out of a coma...he said I can go home? I can just get up and leave? What about--they drilled a hole in my head!" Mr. Cracker shrugged. "Mister, this ain't right. This ain't right at all." Mr. Cracker was nodding his head in agreement.

Crack! Crack, crack, crack, crack! A series of faint yet distinct sounds, like eggshells breaking, rang out in everyone's ears. Ding Hao looked up and saw the transparent shield finally cracking like spider webs. With the bombardment point as the center, they began to spread out in all directions, increasing in number and density! "It's about to break down!" "Haha, this damn boundary formation is finally going to break down!" Someone cheered.

then the barman ended everything by calling security on him. "hey... I..." "don't sweat it. keep the change." I interrupted him, dropping his money on the counter and left. ***** "Why!... I hate you." That was all I could yell throwing anything my hand could reach and breaking whatever was breakable close to me. I have never in my life felt such public humiliation, never felt rejection, never felt so broken before. I had no one to turn to or confide in. For weeks I drowned myself in alcohol, drugs and anything I wouldn't originally buy with my money. That was where I found consolence. I wouldn't pick any incoming calls, nor let anyone in on my life.