Crank 소설 & 이야기

I gripped the wheel. “It’s already cracking.”

I was on the verge of slowing down when the bike suddenly stalled and I was pulled forward over the bike. ‘Anna,’ I kept thinking as I felt her hands leave my waist and I was thrown down on the road hard. My head was buzzing and I felt the blood running down my face as I rolled and skidded a few feet. My breath was knocked out of me and I heard the cracks as my arm broke. I was in the middle of the road and I knew that I had broken some ribs as well. “Anna!” I yelled as I tried to get to my feet. I smelled blood and I was disoriented for a while. My eyes finally focused and I pushed myself up. The bike was lying on its side and I saw Anna underneath it. I ran towards her but my legs felt hea

The forest screamed. Not with sound, not with the crack of thunder or the howl of beasts, but with the long, aching groan of a world being undone. Mirra pressed a trembling hand to the rough bark of an elder tree, only to wrench it away as black sap oozed from a fissure splitting its trunk. The liquid burned against her skin, acrid and metallic, the stench so sharp it made bile rise in her throat.

She went rigid, trembled, then quaked with such force, she ripped his release from him. Jarred, he ground out a sharp expletive against her temple and said her name like a goddamn oath. Atoms split and it was entirely possible his bones fractured. He spilled inside her, wave after wave of near violent convulsions locking his joints. She hugged him to her as she came down and he let go with blinding vigor.

Jake The clubhouse gate stood wide open and a chill ran down Jake’s spine. The lights were on inside, the front door ajar. Five bikes lay on their sides in the parking lot when they pulled up. Even though it was close to 3 a.m., it was too quiet. Trick had his gun out and he motioned Dagger and Omen to follow his lead. With their guns drawn, they all headed inside and stopped short. Wrath rushed forward first, pressing his fingers against Bandit’s neck. He looked up and shook his head.

Coach Brimworth says. I take my bag and leave.

, he said bringing his knuckle forward "For Seattle high!" they all responded at once as they connected their hands with the coach's own. * * *

“Don't let me down... The clock just started ticking and everything is going as you wanted...” *****

There was a bang, followed by another. "Someone turn on the light this minute!" Torento thundered. A gunshot rang.

He reached and picked out ome, lifting it in all direction. "That's a DX-448, real demon, all the way from Germany brother, tough to handle, so watch your step." "It's a little to big, I need something light, unnoticeable, you know what I mean" "Come with me, I've got just what you need" Steel said stroking his beard unknowingly removing a wool that had been stuck ever since Tom got there. Tom and and Still walked in the poorly lighted room that smelled of rotten animal, the strong odor of green flakes lingered in air.