Perfect Accident Novels & Stories

She had to save her own mother. ★★★★★ A couple of moments later, Sloane arrived at the City Hall to meet the stranger she was supposed to get married to. After she got out of the car, she realised she had made a really terrible mistake. She had forgotten to at least get a good description of the person she was there to meet. Well, there was no cause for alarm. Whoever the dude was, he would approach her. Many minutes passed and there was no sign of anyone coming to her yet. She could see a man standing many feet away from her. He was alone, but looked like a construction worker. There was no way it was him.

I believed merit would win. I was naive. One night, I received a call that shattered whatever innocence I had left. There had been an accident. The words still echo with cruel simplicity. An accident on a highway that was normally safe. Brake failure, they said. Unfortunate timing. Investigations would follow. Investigations followed, yes, but conclusions were neat and convenient. Mechanical fault. Tragic coincidence. I knew better. My parents were cautious drivers. They maintained their car meticulously. They did not take risks on the road or in life. Yet suddenly, everything failed at once.

Didn't recall the first time she crossed the threshold. The memories would come back, Ethan explained to her. It was only a matter of time. She had been involved in a terrible accident, and her mind was ill recovering. The more she tried to find her past, the more she realized how much was lost; the bits that were remaining didn't match. Lena slid out of the bed, her toes curling against the cold hardwood floor. The room had immaculate-white walls and neatly stacked bookshelves, and curtains were pulled open just to greet the morning light. It was a showroom model of what an ideal life would look like.

Kate says under her breath. “Don’t blame yourself like this, Kate,” Nathan says. “You’ve always been the bright-side-looker between us. I’d hate for that part of you to disappear because of me… because of this. I can’t allow that. This accident has already taken too much from me. I don’t want to lose you too. The people to blame here are my parents and Miss Perfect. My parents for putting me in that hell in the first place, and Miss Perfect for trying to keep me there, till my brother’s last breath.”

Helpless, she could only ask the passersby. "Excuse me, miss, there's an accident up ahead, and the traffic police are handling it right now. Please take another route." It turned out to be a traffic accident. As soon as Hatice heard the word "accident", her mood suddenly dropped because she remembered the serious accident that year, and that was why she was in this situation. She didn't know which family was having this misfortune today. She was about to change cars to another road when she saw an ambulance rushing towards her.

- Yes Miron, don’t worry about us. - Well, dinner is served. I watched them happily how they moved from the sofa to the dining table. It was a miracle they were still alive. - Miron, you don’t have to feel guilty for what happened. Accidents happen all the time. Although it was something very odd about this accident. - What do you mean Jack? - In my experience and my line of work, I can tell when someone wants to eliminate you. So, I may not be mistaken, but the car that was coming towards us had no intention of slowing down it was coming right at us.

She could hear her heart beat in her throat. He didn't seem to be listening, he just went on speed, trying to attain a shorter distance through their journey. Things seemed fine and they were soon out of the streets and linked to a free road after an hour. The road was an isolated one so Roman did not expect an old woman to be crossing the road in front of them. "Shit." Roman cussed, swerving to avoid her but at that speed, their car tires screeched and he fell through the woods.

The drive home seemed like it took forever- even though it was only about 20 miles. I was hoping I didn’t crush Will’s self confidence too easily. I felt awful that he had went through such a terrible accident that would leave him without an arm, and just when hope was attainable for him to be able to fit in, he was deemed unacceptable by society. People were always so judgmental and and broke my heart… especially since he seemed like such a nice guy.

My ears still buzzed as I thought about how Mason had tried to comfort me. He was the injured one; he was the one whose hand had been covered in blood. Despite that, he'd endured the pain while kissing my cheek and telling me not to be scared. Just then, the light outside the operating theater went off, and the doctor came out. I got up, but my legs gave out, making me fall to the floor. My brain short-circuited—I didn't hear a word he said. It took everything I had to read his lips and see him say, "There is no hope for Mason's right hand."