The Clash Novels & Stories

“This has more comments than the original collision video did.” “That seems like an exaggeration.” “It’s genuinely not. People are losing their minds. Someone made a whole timeline graphic tracking your entire, and I quote, enemies to something else arc.” She turned her phone around to show me an actual infographic, complete with screenshots dating back to the original collision, our various public arguments, the prank war, all of it charted out like some kind of relationship documentary campus had apparently been compiling without my knowledge the entire time. “This is deeply unsettling.” “This is deeply iconic, actually, and you should be honored.” She grinned, delighted by the whole spect

For one terrible second, I was back in Cedar Hollow. Gideon deciding. Father approving. Everyone telling me obedience would become easier once I stopped fighting. Then another voice cut through the memory. No explanation. No apology. No permission required. I swung the tablet at the collar. The edge struck one of the gold clasps, knocking it sideways. Sparks burst across the room, and the invisible pressure around my waist loosened. Mr. Veyne’s expression twisted. “You stupid girl.” I grabbed the nearest silver bowl and threw it into the ritual circle. It struck the floor hard enough to crack. Dark liquid spilled across the glowing symbols.

, Vanessa said in a slow nice tone before she stood up. Kaylee stood up after her and shouted. "That's enough! You bitch!" Vanessa turned to face her and grabbed her hair. "What did you just call me?", Vanessa asked in a pained, angry voice. Kaylee stretched her hand to pull at Vanessa's hair as well but could not reach it, Vanessa had moved away quickly. "Now girls!", she heard Vanessa say before one hard basketball ball hit her on the cheek. * * *

She followed the Lamarians as they walked along the cobble path. Looming ahead Jon stood tall, the king of Rika held his head high, looking down at his enemy. By his side stood Alexa and Daniel, his two right hand men or well man and woman. Alexa was the quieter one of the trio, being calculated and cold, she was someone to watch out for. Daniel was more brash and impatient, he was a danger to most people around him when he lost his temper. Three nations on the verge of war are about to fight for their existence, but for now there would be no blood-shed, for now they would negotiate. Rowan always admired the will and determination of Caleb, however his carelessness was a strong part of play

Funny how I had been expecting to see the gathering taking place in a palour or something else. Something entirely different from the supposed small gathering taking place on a beach with a loud song playing in the background and people buzzing around in sneakers, trekkers, canvases, and other foot wares with different logos and signs. I was hella thankful I had followed my instincts and dressed in a long dark blue jeans trousers and a black top along with a matching jacket, Adidas brand's trekkers graced my feet and a random black handbag. Surprisingly, Silas and I were almost matching, he wore white trekkers, blue jeans trousers with a little tear on the knees areas and a white top, only t

The tension in the room extinguished, they returned to painting in a companionable silence for a long while each lost in their own thoughts of the other. Then, Howie Day’s Collide started playing over the speakers. Dani’s arm seemed to stop painting of its own accord. This had been one of the songs they had both loved and listened to in the bed of Levi’s truck many times, looking at the stars. The memories flooded her as she listened to the haunting chorus about people making mistakes, falling down but finding the person you are meant to be with anyway. Love conquering all.

I quickly pulled it from my pocket and sighed in relief when I saw Lory’s name on the screen. “Hello?” I answered immediately, pulling the phone slightly away from my ear because of the noise outside. I could hear heavy g*nfire echoing in the background. Everything was happening so fast, but I had to stay calm. For Zebediah, and for myself. “Cass? Cassssss?” I put the phone back to my ear, ignoring the chaos in Lory’s background. “Thank God you finally called.” “Damn it! Mission failed! Mission failed!” Lory’s voice trembled with panic. “There’s a full-blown clash of clans happening out here, Cass! A bunch of barbarians just stormed in, driving hummers—no, worse—they’ve got insane w*apons!”

The right side of his mouth inched up in a half-smile, but just as he went to speak, one of the other guys tackled him and took them both into the water. "Oh shit, where the hell did he come from?" Trish seemed as surprised as I was by the unexpected assault. I only hoped it didn't send Collier from West to Brutus. Both sprung up through the water. West shook his head, laughing and coughing at the same time. "Fuck, dude. This was a fresh beer." "It's shit now. That was for earlier, asshole." They both climbed out smiling, and my shoulders relaxed. I wasn't interested in a drama-filled Sunday afternoon. I much preferred drinks and sunshine in skimpy swimsuits.

Clash finally gets the struggling Andy on his back and grabs his wrists. He crosses Andy’s hands over his chest and presses down enough to hold him there, but not as hard as he would if it were a goblin. Even that doesn’t stop Andy from kicking and growing at Clash, still trying to wiggle out from under us. “That’s enough. Clash, I’m coming forward.” I growl again.

"Camilla, you chose your own path. And those wolves… You ruined them yourself. You insisted on using your so-called comforts to strip away their claws. Once they lost their strength, of course, they’d treat you like currency to stay alive. Isn’t that only natural?" Camilla opened her mouth, ready to scream back, but before she could, the three former royal heirs had already stepped forward. They looked at the powerful army of wolves behind me, their eyes filled with jealousy and fear. Knowing they had no chance in a direct fight, the three of them exchanged a glance and made their decision. Without warning, they lunged forward together, targeting Cael at the front. Midair, I saw the glint of