Long Live The Car Crash Hearts Novels & Stories

She was crying throughout the recording and her terrified voice felt like a million blades striking through my heart, shattering my soul into pieces. "Hello, Leo. It's me, baby. I think I'm in trouble. My break is not working. I can't stop the car and I'm driving down the hill right now. I tried to do a zig-zag so the car would slow down, but it's not working. The road is too steep. I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... I think I could jump out but we might lose our baby. I should have listened to you. I shouldn't have met Carina. She wanted Coral Island. Oh, God... what's that ticking sound... No! Argghhhh!"

Turns out, my crash wasn't some freak accident—it was a setup from day one. After Harvey got hit with the heart failure diagnosis, he spiraled. Even with Stella by his side, knowing I was still legally her husband drove him nuts. Then he found out we shared the same blood type. That's when things got dark. He staged the crash right on my commute. With his doctor in on it, they ripped out my heart—like, actually stole it. Just like that, I was gone. One perfect move to wipe out the one thing standing between him and Stella.

It feels like someone has reached into my ears and ripped every sound away. I cannot breathe, move, or think. The crash was so loud that all I hear now is silence. I stare straight ahead, my hands still gripping the dashboard so tightly my fingers ache. We’re... alive. The realization barely has time to register before my eyes drift toward the driver’s side window. Toward the road where Tyler’s car is... “No.” The word leaves my mouth as a whisper. The sleek sports car is barely recognizable, the entire front end crushed into the guardrail. Smoke curls from beneath the mangled hood, and one of the headlights flickers weakly before dying altogether.

It took me about five minutes to realize I was sitting on My seat on the plane. The seat was turned upside down and appeared to be keeping me from smashing my face into the ground. When blood ran down my face and landed on my hand, I realized I was holding Ria, who was wailing quite loudly. I groaned in agony and clutched Ria's hand tightly. I had no idea how she or I had survived because everything went black when the plane crashed. I took one of my hands off her body, unbuckled, and quickly rolled over so Ria wouldn't fall to the ground. I shielded myself with my hand, and I swear my bone cracked as I hit the ground. "Ouch! " I screamed in agony. Ria continued to sob, and I couldn't tell w

" Then, with Wendy firmly nestled in his arms, he turned around without so much as another glance back. Reuben was so frantic that there were tears in his eyes. "Yelena, don't be scared. I'll think of a way to get you out!" he said with a trembling voice. Not long after, I felt the earth shake again. Debris started to cave in around me, and dust fell into my eyes and mouth. A slab of concrete fell on me hard, and I think I heard the sound of bones breaking. My organs felt like they were being crushed to nothing.

He patted me down, looking for potential injuries. I coughed twice. "I'm fine, what the hell?" I looked around. The damage to the Café was incredible even as the explosion was thirty meters away. I immediately got to my feet. "Fuck, the drivers!" I rushed outside. I could hear screams and see the people running outside. Damien scrambled after me. "Wait! My lord, you shouldn't be moving—" I stopped in front of the Café, my hands curled up in a fist. Nothing, nothing remained. It was all blown to bits; cars, drivers and all—Except a large pit in the middle of the road.

His heart pounded in his chest, but it sounded muffled, as though he were hearing it from far away. His last coherent thought was a jumble of emotions — pain, regret, sorrow — and then the world shattered. The impact was deafening. Metal crumpled, glass exploded outward in a shower of jagged fragments, and the sound of the crash echoed into the night like a funeral bell. The airbags deployed, slamming him back against the seat, but it was already too late. The car was already a mangled heap of twisted metal and shredded steel. The engine block tore loose with a horrific screech, and the car crumpled around the concrete barrier, its body bending in unnatural ways. Damian's body was flung agai

Johnny growled darkly, "Your money's ours if you die, you wretched beast!" A car was zooming toward me. I saw the driver, and how his eyes had gone wide with panic. His hands gripped the steering wheel as his tires desperately skidded to a halt. Soon, the air was filled with the stench of burning rubber. This fear. This fear was oh-so familiar. It hit me like a truck, and I was rooted to the asphalt, unable to move. Right before the car could crash into me, a black supercar lunged from somewhere behind me and bumped into the incoming car, forcing it back.

You sent him into an operating room and carved his heart out of his chest. Every word struck like a thunderclap. No one even dared to breathe. "Reynold Carter. Wendy Lowe." My voice turned ice-cold. "When you look at the son standing alive and healthy on this stage, don't you ever dream of the boy you murdered with your own hands? Does he ever ask why you killed him?"

Lana:" Hey, promise me that you would never leave me!" Kai Schneider:" Yes, I promise. " Lana:" If you broke the promise? " Kai Schneider::" Do you want to punish me?". Lana:" No, no. I won't do it." Kai Schneider:" Then, what is it?" Lana:" I would die after you leave me and you would never find someone else like me. Even though you do find her? She's not yours. " Kai Schneider:" Haha, you are joking. It's impossible. I am a heartbreaker, not a loser. Even if a man falls in love with me, that's impossible. I would be fine and not miserable like what you said. "