Crushed Novels & Stories

” He shrieked…. He never knew he made a loud cry. He thought it was all to himself. The loud cry of his voice raised ruckus in the three bedroom flat. It was like the cry of a female fox trying to tell a male fox that she is ready to mate. “What can make this individual to cry loud like this?".Whispers Daniel. (Daniel is Shola’s immediate younger brother, quite different from Shola in character and in relationship with people. On the streets of keystone, he is fondly called government mouth due to his ability to put smile on faces and joy to hearts filled with sorrow)

Smash. The plastic housing shattered into a dozen pieces, glass elements of the long lens exploding across the wet stones like gravel. The digital memory card popped out of the slot, bouncing near a puddle. I brought my heavy boot down onto the tiny plastic square, grinding it into the dirt until the electronic chips inside were nothing but gray powder.

The forward momentum pitched her face-first into the sea of shattered crystal and filthy water. A horrific, animalistic screech tore from her throat only after her nose smashed into the broken glass. An explosion of blood sprayed across the floor, splattering her ridiculously expensive wine-red gown, turning her pristine white foundation into a cracked, mottled mess of crimson-streaked mud.

someone inside asked after a moment. "Food delivery." "Huh?" Boom! In the very next instant, a deafening crash rang out. The door wasn't merely opened—it was smashed flat. A massive stone slammed into it, obliterating the latch and hinges, knocking the entire door down. "Ah—!" A piercing scream came from beneath the door. The person who had opened it was pinned underneath, crushed badly. Blood seeped from the edges of the door panel. With the heavy stone pressing down, there was no way to push it off. Each breath compressed his chest tighter, making the next one even harder to draw.

The bottle instantly cracked into pieces. Meanwhile, the men did not even have the chance to grunt as his skull was crushed. Tyr had to pick up another bottle because the first one was broken. Meanwhile, Harris and the other men were terribly frightened. “You… Don’t be crazy. We are all Mr. Rossi’s employees. You can’t afford to get into trouble with the Rossi family,” Harris whimpered as he tried to endure the pain in his crotch. Bang… Another man’s head had been crushed with a wine bottle. After that, Tyr picked up another bottle.

Tell me, why does my heart feel like it has been stabbed a million times and my eyes too heavy for me to open? Getting over Alexander was very difficult. I had cried each time I remembered him, and trust me, I always did, so you can imagine how often I cried. I had even starved myself on some days and my job was a mess. It took only a kind hearted boss like Iris for me not to get fired from work.

I was playing Candy crush when my room door opened and Sarah stepped inside. I sat up immediately. "Hey" Sarah called out as she sat down on my bed. I didn't reply her as I plugged my phone. "Nervous much?" Sarah asked. "Yeah" I replied. "You are gonna do great" Sarah said with a shrug. "Adeola said that too" I added. "See" Sarah said gesturing with her hands to prove her point. "Things are not going to be easy for me as it was for you" I replied.

she said innocently. Minerva just gave her a wry smile. Minerva was silently observing her to see if she knows anything about the deal. “I’m just feeling sad. We were supposed to sign a contract. A huge deal but it was sabotaged” she said while maintaining her attention to Celine. Celine unconsciously widened her eyes in shock. “But who would do such a thing? That’s horrible” she honestly said. She knows how it feels to have your project sabotaged. Britney Smith did it to one of her projects in college and she was devastated.

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There was no repelling against his words. "Ughh." In fury, he slammed that bottle onto the wall infront of him. It cracked before the glass crumbs spread all over his polished floor. He was enraged. He was loosing his head with every passing second which seemed to be equaliant to a torturing minute. Just a night with her. Just a night. And that too a very unpleasant one. Where there were only her screams and cries and his grunts of pleasure. But, there was something in that night. Something mystic. That had him now trapped in it's trap from where he could find no escape.