Midnight Collision Novels & Stories

She inhaled slowly. Centered. The hum inside her aligned again. Stronger now. Easier to access. Because she wasn’t learning anymore. She was using it. The lights flickered again. Harder. The red shifted— Then all lights went green. At once. Cars surged forward from every direction. Chaos. Immediate. Violent. Drivers shouted. Brakes slammed. A collision— Almost happened. Aria felt the impact before it occurred. The chain reaction. The collapse. The escalation into something worse.

It happened in a flash, I was in the air, mid transformation, claws_outstretched, ready to pounce. Just then, a force hit me, another body, and I'm sent careening off to another corner of the room. I hear my body drop to the floor, another crack_ multiple cracks, my limp self almost unconscious. I look up, early enough to catch the look on Mat's face, but not late enough to see Shawn's wolf land on the ground. He had hit me. My eyes blink slowly, a tear escaping my left eye, before I lose consciousness.

Few hours later no sign of Conrad. Mr.Brown said, "I learned Conrad hasn't returned, why would you guys send him alone to the woods, we have to go look for him". Sage and everyone else grabbed a touch from their tent and they headed out in a group, they wanted to split, but Mr. Brown was against them splitting "We search together, keep a close eye and be careful ".They kept on looking for him calling his name, their voices were echoing in the woods, and Conrad was on the ground, his leg was bleeding and stuck in a trap, his shirt torn, and he screamed" I'm over here" after hearing the group call out his name, the group traced his voice and finally they found him, everyone was shocked except

I wonder why he has to put out his claws. I looked outside the shop since it was just on the side of the road and I saw two cars that had collided; a white and a black and that's also caused another cars to stop and apparently gave them space. The black car backed off, the white one backed off too. But the black car was familiar to me. I stood up from crouching and ran over to Madame Hale. Siena followed me trembling with fear. "W-What's happening?" I looked ahead, and I just gasped when I saw Travis in the white car and Ross in the black car. The lenses of their cars in front were both broken and they rushed into each other at the same time. Both of their cars collided, and the Crystals cra

"What about my kiss?" Right then Ryder reached her limit and pushed Midnight harder, but due to the darkness of the room and the careless way one was shoving and the other was being shoved, the latter tripped and fell on the ground. Now, this is where things got a bit tricky. With eyes widened because of the sudden turn of events, Midnight, who was falling, acted on reflex and grabbed the closest thing near him... Ryder... he grabbed Ryder. The hand that was used to push and shove was suddenly grabbed as if it was the only thing that could save him. But this is Midnight and that was Ryder. A young man and an eighteen-year-old teenage girl. The strength Midnight had as a man, his height, and

One look is all it takes. One look to spark an obsession. One touch to destroy every rule. One mistake to change everything. Step into a collection where desire is forbidden, power is intoxicating, and every heart beats to the rhythm of temptation. Alien commanders, ruthless royals, dangerous celebrities, sworn enemies, and forbidden lovers—all drawn together by an attraction too powerful to ignore. Some crave control. Some crave revenge. And some crave the one person they should never have wanted. These are stories where every stolen glance feels like a promise, every secret hides a dangerous truth, and every temptation dares you to give in. Twenty stories. Twenty fo

My phone buzzed on the nightstand sometime after midnight, long after Chloe had finally given up trying to extract more details and gone to sleep, and I reached for it half expecting some notification I could ignore, an email, a reminder, something inconsequential. One word lit up the screen. Roselle. Nothing else. No context, no explanation, just my name, sent alone, at nearly one in the morning, from a number I’d never actually saved but recognized instantly anyway. I sat there staring at it for a long time, my thumb hovering over the screen, unsure what I was even supposed to say back to a message that was really only a question in disguise, are you still awake, are you still thinking abo

But I think I made the incorrect choice because instead of being able to loosen the rope from around my neck, it became much tighter since Jasper was driving his motorcycle at such a high rate of speed, which generated a strong wind. “J-Jasper...” Because we were sandwiched between two large trucks and Damon’s vehicle was next to us, the back of the car behind us rear-ended us. As the back of the truck creeps closer, we hear a loud cracking from the vehicle’s tires. This continues until the motorcycle collides with Damon’s car.

I'm lucky enough if I woke up at five in the morning and leave at six, but I was striving too much that I sleep at quarter three in the morning and woke up at six. Good thing that death favors me more than anyone else. Staying late at night for my night shift and working in the morning. Death didn't even pay to visit me once. I waited for the other car to move for almost 15 minutes-- telling myself that I should be more patient, but the reality is my patience ain't long, I might lose my patience and start driving in the narrow spaces even tho I know it's dangerous. I took off my pink scooter helmet which is full of stickers.

MIDNIGHTS were usually for editing and non-stop reviewing of photos for Akira, but not on Thursdays and Fridays. Well… not since Gian had known the truth about the eye, anyway. It stemmed from a very unfortunate event of a homeless man lying face-down in a pool of his own blood in the street, after being hit by a speeding delivery truck.