Perfect Accident Novels & Stories

Then, he averted his gaze from me and mumbled, "You don't care about me at all." I ignored his act and sat on the couch, asking, "Why did you lead me to say those things when you knew it was me?" He dropped his aggrieved act and smiled slyly. It was almost as if he'd set up a trap to lure me in. "I was curious to see how far you could go, angel. I'm really sad, though… "We were only lucky enough to get matched up because we live close to each other. Wouldn't you have said those things to another man if you matched with them tonight?"

He shouts, and I lift my gaze to his stormy ones. "I don't know what the fuck happened to you in that accident, but this version of you is truly despicable. This isn't you, Cole. You woke up a different fucking person because my best mate would die before he ever thought about uttering those words to that girl in there. You were willing to die for her, Cole. When you found out she was dating me, you thought you lost her; you fucking flipped and wanted to die. That's how crazy you were about that girl in there. What the hell happened to you?"

- Baby in one of the conversations they had they talked about another car accident and George told that person that the accident we had was not as successful as the previous one. - No, no please tell me that is not what I am thinking. - Baby I want to say it is not, but I can not be sure. Your father’s accident was strange as well, but because they thought it was an accident and there were no survivors they declared it as an accident, but maybe it was not, we can not be sure. - I know. She started crying. She could not believe that her uncle George was capable of doing something so horrible like killing his best friend. She looked at Bruce and spoke:

A few minutes later, the depressed Max finally arrived at the Hyatt Hotel with Jayden’s Phaeton. He dared not drive the car to the entrance, but parked in a secluded place in the parking lot and then walked over with others. At this moment, Charlie and the rest were waiting at the entrance. Everyone started approaching Max as they came over and asked about the accident. Although extremely upset, Max waved his hands, pretending to be indifferent, and said, “Everything’s fine, it’s just a minor crash, the insurance will cover the cost.” Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Charlie looked at Max in amusement and asked with a coy smile, “Max, the accident is so coincidental, don’t you think? It’s j

“The day of the accident was perfect. We’d taken Sunny to a farm upstate. We were like a little family. Deacon told Sunny he loved her. It was so beautiful.” “This was all before the accident?” I nodded. “The accident happened on the way home. A man driving a truck sideswiped our rental car, pushing us into a guardrail. We’d had the window down for Sunny, so it was noisy, but I don’t think that made a difference. It happened so fast. There was nothing we could have done to prevent it. I don’t think Deacon felt that way, though.” She sighed. “I don’t understand…” “Neither do I, really, Simone.” I shook my head. “Anyway, we all went to the emergency room as a precaution, but we were discharged

“Better, honey? Tell me. Are you hurt? What’s going on? I’m here with Ace. I’m going to put you on speaker.” “Okay. It’s been horrible. First the accident. It was so scary. We were having so much fun until then. Liam was careful to keep away from the crazy drivers speeding, and it was a beautiful day. Then from nowhere, a truck swerved in front of us. They told us later he’d missed his exit and was trying to cut across three lanes. Doug had to swerve and brake hard. He yelled at me to hold on, and I tried, but he went flying, and I was caught under the bike.”

Lyn said before that Mynheex aren't able to withstand the sudden surge of mortality breaths,' Miracle convinced herself, finally outstretching her hand half-heartedly after hesitating for some while. But she was wrong. Her eyes nearly bulged from their sockets as she watched him release the glass just before she could touch it. The liquid began to swirl, gentle at first, before it spiraled violently, as if driven by some unseen force. And then it happened. The accident. Orange liquid spilled over the sides of the glass, cascading from the bowl to the stem. A sharp, resounding clink rang through the air, followed by the splash of juice soaking into her dress—and worst of all, drenching her.

Damian turned his head to me as he jerk off the couch, with a big stride to my position. "Y-you okay? Do you need anything?" he asks but I shook my head as I questioned him instead. "Was it an accident?" "Oh!" he jolted heading to the couch as he grabs a brown big envelope on the center table and stridden back to me. He hands over the envelope to me and reaches it full of confusion. "It's not an accident, Caleb. Based on the CCTV of the scenario where the accident occur, the perpetrator was waiting on the other side of the lane until she spotted your car and bam... she crashed her Porsche into your Ferrari," he explained.

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.

This method was exactly the same as the one that caused my parents' car accident back then. ‘Could it be that the perpetrator found out that I was pretending to be stupid and was going to strike first?’ He shook his head secretly in his heart. He was meticulous and being very careful, the other party probably would not know, at most they would be suspicious or uneasy. After all, he was the survivor of the car accident. As long as he was alive and kicking, that perpetrator would never be able to have peace of mind. Maxwell's hand holding the wine glass gradually tightened, and the veins on the back of his hand burst out.