Crashed Into Fantasy Novels & Stories

It was the first time that we truly felt what this journey was supposed to be all about- three best friends taking on the world, and winning! I didn't think anything could overpower the roar of the crowd, but something did. It was a demented voice, and it bellowed: "WHERE IS MY RESTAURANT?" I wheeled to face Celie, who stood in the middle of the room, quivering with rage. Crash! The magnificent castle could stand no longer. It collapsed noisily all over the floor. It actually symbolized my perfect fantasy as it began to crumble back into reality.

I drank until my stomach was perforated and nearly suffered alcohol poisoning, all for a single deal. I even once sped down the highway at 220 miles per hour to sign a contract, coming dangerously close to death. I was the one who pulled Sanders Technology back from the brink of collapse and drove it toward going public. Those ten years were full of hardships and sacrifices, and above all, they were for her. Time and again, I had believed I would dedicate my life to this company, and to her. I never thought I would leave today like this, with my heart dead and my soul in ruins.

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.

A deafening crash reverberated as sparks flew. "This is your downfall, Athena!"

Caspian once again cócked his gun ready. “I got this,” Killian said. And as the two cars were about to crash into them, Killian suddenly hit the brakes. The two cars crashed into each other so hard, the people inside were probably killed on impact. Glass and metal pieces exploded like confetti. And the next thing they knew, the two cars exploded into a fiery mess. “Fúck, yes!” Caspian laughed as the blast filled his eyes.

The only thing I could think of was, "Just how rich is this director!? Anyone would be sleeping on the streets if they gave away that much money!" The place was insanely beautiful and it seemed like something out of a fantasy. At this point, I couldn't imagine anything that wouldn't be possible by the so - called 'director'. Just when I was lost in my thoughts, I heard Hazel's voice calling out to me. But it sounded more like a scream— "Aahh! Are you trying to kill me, you idiot!?!" I snapped back into reality and notices that I was so drawn by it's beauty that I unknowingly kept pushing the wheelchair forward and forward until it was at the edge of the pond. I lost the grip on the rubber ha

It was just the night before her wedding she had had a nice romantic evening with her fiancée and everything seemed to be going jutj fine. Rose was so happy and was in ecstasy, hoping for the best to come her way. With a nice job, handsome, loving husband, have children and live happily ever after. But all that changed in just a flash of an eye. With just one night. Her fiancé had left her standing at the alter and never showed up. After the wedding had been called off. Rose who was completely heart broken, devastated with shattered dreams went in search of her fiancé but only to find him in bed with her one and only best friend.

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.

"Hey, Dakota, didn't you love Kyle to death? Why are you sacrificing yourself for another man now? If you ask me, you two are equally pathetic!" Malice flashed across his eyes. He raised his hand and pointed toward the window. "Let's give this pair of doomed lovers on the run a little… push. It's up to them if they want to end up crippled or dead."

Kisha didn’t know where she was going, she only knew she couldn’t stay at home. The argument with Corey had ended hours ago, but his words were still circling inside her head. To conquer the world together is a great deal. She wanted to prove him wrong by letting him witness what she had just seen. She had even pretended to believe him. But now, walking alone through the busy streets of Stark City, she realized how deeply those words had reached. The evening crowd moved around her. Cars honked, people laughed, street vendors called out to passing customers and music drifted from an open shop. But Kisha heard none of it clearly. She simply walked, one street became another, then another. She