Crash Or Crush Novels & Stories

Metal crunched. Then—darkness. ---

Crash! A sharp, violent crack ripped through the sterile silence of the office. The remote control, a sleek, expensive piece of brushed metal, flew from James’s hand with terrifying force. It spun through the air like a deadly projectile, arcing across the vast room before shattering against the far wall, splintering into a dozen jagged fragments that clattered against the marble floor. The sound, sharp and final, seemed to echo his internal rage.

My nails dig into his skin, leave deep trails. He slams his forehead into mine. The crack echoes, blood blinds me. The world swims but I don’t let go. I drag his face down and smash my forehead against his in return. We both stumble, glass crunching underfoot, the table collapsing completely as we crash to the floor together.

* *crush* Without hesitation, Krittin swiftly retaliated, delivering a palm strike that sent one of the wardens crashing into the cave ceiling. The other warden managed to evade the attack and retreated to the cannon platform mounted below the central ceiling of the cave. The AB Cannon on the platform towered above, resembling a pillar-like cannon in Idorund's hands, but this version was colossal, comparable in size to a ten-wheeler truck. The bright streaks along its edges emanated from the glow of the giant Aiolia ore. It was a weapon that Airburst took immense pride in, capable of decimating an entire landscape with a single shot. And now, it was aimed directly at Krittin.

With a sudden, violent movement, his fingers clenched into a fist. Crack. The sound echoed in my chest. He didn’t just break the card—he crushed it with so much force that his own skin split open. Blood dripped from his palm, bright red drops staining the cold pavement beneath him.

Mark answered abruptly, trying to maintain balance. Finally, with a bone-jarring impact, the truck crashed into a tree, bringing its tumultuous journey to an abrupt halt. The force of the collision sent all three occupants sprawling to the floor, their bodies colliding with unforgiving surfaces. The confined space was filled with a momentary stillness, broken only by the groans of pain and the creaking of damaged metal.

Why couldn’t I get my body to do anything? “It’s collapsing!” A sharp crack filled the air and the group broke apart as one of them was slammed into the building. Another sharp crack filled the air. The brick burst apart as the walls started to collapse. The ground shook as it started to fold. I tried to keep my balance, but the shockwave sent me flying back into another wall. I slumped and barely caught my balance.

"The Crown! He's already using the Crown!" They hit the first roof with a bone-shattering crash.

, Anna explained with a sigh as she pulled at her fries "Intimidate Vanessa? Last?", Kaylee repeated in disbelief "I am not trying to intimidate Vanessa or anything. What's all these?", Kaylee asked dropping her cutlery loudly on the table She looked at Anna when she did not reply and found her smiling in amusement. "What are you so amused about?", Kaylee asked before looking in the direction of where Anna was looking. A grin appeared on Kaylee's face as she teased Anna. "You have a crush on that guy, don't you?", Anna turned to face Kaylee and she met her raising a brow at her with a smile on her face as she teased her.

With that, he gave me a cold look, then turned and walked back into Fiona’s hospital room without looking back. My heart froze as his cold back disappeared. I heard him gently comfort Fiona. I could not believe Nigel thought I was a bad person, even though he had no proof at all. I rubbed my sore eyes and was about to leave when Jora came out. She leaned close to me with a smug smile. “So what if you’re his crush? You still lose to people like us. “If you’re smart, go inside, kneel, and apologize to Fiona. Maybe Nigel would like you a little more.”