Crushed Novels & Stories

He snatched the pristine, gleaming laptop off the desk and slammed it onto the floor with all his strength! *CRASH!* It only cracked slightly. He picked it up again and smashed it violently against the wall! *CRACK!* It snapped right in half! Still unsatisfied, he stomped on the pieces repeatedly until the laptop was smashed into complete obliteration.

I squeezed. CRACK. Matte‍o screamed as‌ his wr⁠i⁠s‌t broke. The gla⁠ss f​el‌l to the‍ flo‍or. I punched him⁠. A right hook to the jaw that carri​ed thirty⁠ years of fam⁠ily history behind it. He flew backwar‌d, crashing into the piano keys with a disc​or​d​a​nt CRAS⁠H‍.

I lowered my gace, when suddenly I remembered that I talked to her like that. Before I could look down I felt a slap on my other cheek. I held my cheek. "Remember this bitch. Andrew. Is . Mine!. And leave him the fuck alone before I tell him that you have a crush on him". My eyes widened when she said that. How did she even know that I have a crush on Andrew. She must know the shock on my face. When she smirk and said. "Whats wrong?. Are you shocked". "How did you know?".I looked up at her and asked her in a low voice.

Rosie said. "Hey Rosie, listen to me, I'm sure that whatever your gender results, Omega or Beta, you will be an amazing human being. Do you know why? Because you are born as a strong girl, you are smart, you are cool, you are great Rosie. You know Gemma right? She's a Beta, she just broke up with her boyfriend Eric, they've been dating for more than 2 years, Eric is an Alpha and they had to break up because that's the limit, even love can't cross that line, so whatever the outcome will be, I'm sure you can pass it well "

I wheezed, but no sound came out. My hands lost all their strength. The phone slipped through my fingers and crashed face-up onto the floor. I reached for it, but my knees gave out beneath me. The voices coming from the speaker drifted away, sounding like they were underwater. Then the darkness swallowed me whole.

My back slides down the door as I rest my arms on my knees and cry into my hands. My body hurts like hell, I feel like I got ran over by a truck and then hit by an 18wheeler. The pain was unbearable, to the point where words couldn't describe the amount of pain my body was enduring right now. But nothing hurt as bad as my heart did.

Dark energy crackles, lashing out. Get down! Kieran’s voice, useless and frantic, but the instinct is mine. I throw myself sideways. The corrupted earth where I stood explodes. Chunks of blighted soil rain down. The backlash hits the corrupted form. A shriek, unearthly, agonized. The carefully constructed body… fractures . Mossy skin splits, revealing writhing darkness beneath. Glowing veins rupture, spilling sickly light like pus. It stumbles back, clutching at its chest, howling. Not pain. Rage. Betrayal.

CRACK The sound resonated through the quiet courtyard as my bones shattered upon impact, and a sharp, agonizing tear of pure torment immediately tore past my lips. I lay crumpled on the cold earth, weeping hysterically from the sheer, blinding volume of pain radiating through my spine. I couldn't move. My muscles refused to obey a single command. While my concussed mind yet pondered on how to act, how to crawl, or how to slip away into the safety of the shadows, a brutal kick descended directly into the side of my head. The sheer force of the boot almost knocked me out completely, sending a kaleidoscope of white-hot spots dancing across my vision. And then, a relentless storm of heavy blows

By 'certain', I mean his best friend, Max. Vance scrunched up his nose and opened his eyes in complete irritation. He had almost kissed those lips! Vance was angry when he opened his red eyes, indicating his alpha was not satisfied with the sudden disturbance. He slowly rose from the bed while rubbing the sleep from his eyes while his scent turned sour.

A loud crack was heard from John’s direction, which they guessed were his bones due to the much force his body used in slamming the wall. Roy didn’t look like he was stopping anytime soon, as he stormed towards John who was struggling to move. He grabbed him by his shirt and lifted him from the ground, throwing him again to the other side of the living area, where his body collided with the large TV, shattering it in pieces. “She was the only one I had, the only family I had left. So, I don’t care if you kill me.” John sobbed, still struggling to pick himself from off the ground.