Crash Landing On You Novels & Stories

CRASH. The plane slammed into the ocean with the force of concrete. The sound of tearing metal and smashing glass was deafening. Water—cold, black, and heavy—flooded the cabin in a split second. The pressure tore my grip away from my wife. I was thrown into the darkness of the sea, my lungs burning as I fought the heavy currents.

Julian was somewhere in the smoke, howling in pain as his shattered knee repeatedly struck the bulkhead. Then, the ocean spat them out. The impact with the surface was a bone-jarring, catastrophic deceleration that felt like hitting a concrete wall at highway speeds. Gravity reasserted itself with brutal authority, slamming all three of them hard against the grated floor plates as the pod breached the waves and crashed back down into the violent ocean swells.

He was laughing, his arm around her shoulders. I whispered under my breath, “Goodbye, Luca Moretti. Never again.” A few hours later, while he played with the twins, his phone rang. “Mr. Moretti,” his assistant’s voice stammered, “your wife’s jet— it went down. Just past the Atlantic border. There are no survivors.” Luca froze. The color drained from his face. “What… did you just say?”

She could hear the sound of the engines screaming, the water churning, and then—CRASH. The boat slammed into the concrete pier with a deafening impact, throwing everyone inside and outside off balance. Outside, Liam and Rico were thrown apart, Liam hitting the railing and Rico sliding across the deck and into a stack of crates. Inside, Kayla was thrown forward, hitting her head on the helm, and she fell to the floor, dazed. But she’d done it. The boat had stopped.

Bang! My Nimgo crashed straight into the back of a Valterra. A guy with sunglasses and a cigarette in his mouth jumped out, stormed over, and kicked my door. “You broke loser! See the emblem? It’s a Valterra! You’ve got guts crashing your trashy Nimgo into a Valterra!” When I saw the person who got out of the car, my heart sank. Things were exactly as bad as I expected. I wound down the window and stared at him. I was looking for clues from his words and actions.

She couldn't help but let out a small cry of fear. Everyone was in chaos now, and the noise was even louder than before. No one had time to care about her. Hazel was extremely anxious and knew that she was in big trouble this time. However, just as she was about to fall, someone suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him. He then twisted her body slightly and quickly, and she landed safely in his broad embrace. Before she could even catch her breath, she heard the sound of the champagne tower falling to the ground in front of them. Because the glasses were stacked too high, even with the thick carpet on the ground, many of them still shattered, making a loud and crisp sound.

But then the deadly look he suddenly gave me made me weak in the knee and before I knew it, I missed my step and the next thing I knew I was falling. Crash!!!!!

I like him a lot. All of a sudden I hear I different type of music being played. I nearly shriek. Jack asks me what's wrong and I shake my head. The dance floor clears out and Crash is right in the middle dragging Emily and Genelia out. "Hi, everyone! I'm Crash, this is Emily and Genelia. They lost a game so now we get free entertainment! Please enjoy, I know I will!" Crash introduces them with a huge grin. I tug on Jack's arm and get as close to the front as possible.

She reasoned as she put on her seatbelt; she had never flown before, she thought that it would be a smooth ride in the air when suddenly she felt the plane quake; her eyes widened immediately. Were they going to crash? What is happening? Her eyes grew with fright and she looked towards Pedro; he was calm as an egg! Why was he calm? Isn't he seeing that they were about to crash? Jasmine wondered as beads of sweat gathered up her forehead; there was a quake again, and this time she shut her eyes tightly, bracing herself for the impact. But just when she thought it would be the end, there was calmness. She waited a moment before pulling her eyelids open slowly; They weren't crashing? Was that n

A spark ignited within her in that fleeting moment. Harper considers her red face to be a reaction to her panic. He took out his phone, whose screen was broken to call someone. Daisy sat on the floor and dazedly looked at Harper who was ordering someone. After a few seconds, the lift started, As soon as the lift stopped at the ground floor Harper got out of the lift, he did not even spare a glance at her. Daisy also exited from the lift “Crackhead” She murmured in her mouth; she waited for his words of consolation, hoping for reassurance and comfort. His touch on her back had hinted at a caring presence, and she longed to hear his soothing words, but as soon as the lift opened, he walked out