Crash Novels & Stories

His voice cracks. “…I don’t want to hurt you…” “Then don’t.” “…I can’t—!” “Yes, you can!” The system screams. Louder than ever. “…CONTROL FAILURE—!” The energy spikes— wild— uncontrolled— exploding outward. The ground fractures. The air distorts. Everything begins to collapse. “Leon—!” He drops to his knees— gripping his head— screaming— “…GET OUT—!” “…HOST COLLAPSE—!” the system roars.

Ethan scoffed as he stepped out of the elevator, walking into the conference room, around the table filled with men and women dressed as though they threw on their clothes at the last minute. They stood up to show respect, Axel stepped forward as the projector flicked to life. “so is it a glitch” Ethan asked. “Sir it's over four hours,it's not a glitch it's something worst like a hack” Marcus said, working on his laptop,Beth is present. She's also busy. “Everything is crashing, we've been offline, transactions cancelled” A man said. “How much have we lost” Ethan asked, currently he feels like his head is on fire and trying to calm himself.

" I do not know how. Do not know what to do. Do not know how to fix what I just broke. All I know is that I just lost her. And this time it might be permanent.

CRACK! Lucas hurled his phone to the floor, and it slammed down, cracking the screen with a deafening sound. As if that wasn’t enough to satisfy his anger, he walked toward Kate’s bedside and flung the lamp onto the floor, crashing it. The same fate happened to the vase and anything else he could get his hands on in the room.

She needed the chance to apologize to everyone. Trix gulped as she blindly stepped over the beast's tail. One foot was safely over. She quickly, too quickly brought over her other foot, stepping heavily on something brittle that broke instantly. A loud snap went through the air. A loud roar suddenly sent Trix stumbling back into bars with heap of bones beneath her feet. She cried out tears pouring down her face. "Enough," a loud voice boomed. Suddenly the darkness faded and Trix opened her eyes to see a confused Tristan staring back at her.

I hate Michelle Grande! My fists are clenched, teeth gritted, anger in my head. Okay Arietta, don't so something stupid, think about something that will calm your nerves. Think about Mitchell Grande being ran over by a truck. No a train is better, think about that and also picture yourself there to witness his tremendous death! I breath in and smiled at the beautiful and nerve calming image in my head.

Despite having a lot of things that were preventing me from functioning well, I don’t know how I was able to come to the company without any scratches. There are a lot of things in my mind lately. Even though I wanted to talk to my only friend about the situation I’m into, I couldn’t tell her at all. Cassandra had once suffered from a miscarriage and I was there when it happened. It was a pity but more importantly a lot more painful for my friend as she had expected her baby to live. After that incident, I had vowed myself to always buying her whatever she wanted; probably also because of the trauma I sustained from that time.

"Mateo Velez doesn't care about your 'creative input,' Martin. He cares about optics. He wants to take something—someone—that I found first." ​"You didn't 'find' me, Mr. Cromwell," I said, my voice trembling with a sudden flash of island fire. "I was already here. And if you’re referring to the island... you didn't find me there, either. I found you." ​The room went deathly silent. It was the first time I had openly referenced the crash. Luke’s expression shifted—for a split second, the CEO mask cracked, and I saw a flicker of genuine, raw confusion. He took a step toward me, his eyes searching mine in the dim light.

She quickly pulled up the error logs, scanning through the messages, trying to figure out what was happening. Memory overload… System failure… Corrupt files detected… Her hands started to shake. This wasn’t just a small glitch—this was a full system crash. Her app, the one she had spent months working on, was completely broken. “No, no, no, this can’t be happening!” she panicked, quickly trying to reboot it. She held her breath as she restarted the program, hoping it would load back up. For a moment, it seemed like it was working. The screen brightened again, the app started running, and she felt a flicker of hope.