Wall Slamming Novels & Stories

I slammed my foot onto the accelerator. The heavy SUV roared forward, the tires screeching against the concrete as I launched the vehicle toward the automated garage exit. The reinforced steel security gate began to slide downward as the main system registered a security breach, but I didn't lift my foot. The armored nose of the SUV slammed into the steel gate at forty miles an hour. The impact was a deafening, bone-shattering crunch that deployed the side airbags and sent a cascade of sparks flying into the dark morning sky, but the heavy iron gates buckled, tearing off their hinges as the vehicle broke through into the raging blizzard outside.

Loading them swiftly, I lean out of the broken window and take aim. The car in front of us swerves wildly as my bullets find their target. One strikes the driver’s side mirror, another punctures a tire. The vehicle veers, losing control, until it’s directly beside us. The driver retaliates, ramming into us again, the force almost throwing us off the bridge. I grab the wheel from her hands, steadying it with a sharp turn to the right. “Hold on!” I growl, flooring the gas pedal. Our car surges forward, slamming into the vehicle ahead. The impact sends it careening into the car in front of it. The chain reaction is brutal—the second car crashes through the railing, plunging into the river below

And another from the side, until I was boxed in completely. “Shit,” I hissed under my breath, gripping the steering wheel tight. Was I caught? No, that couldn’t be. It wasn’t possible. But the cars kept inching closer, pressing me in, making escape impossible. I slammed my foot on the gas, aiming straight for the one in front. If I could just break through it but the moment my car collided, it was like hitting a wall. My vehicle crumpled from the impact while theirs didn’t even flinch. “Fuck,” I spat, realizing too late, it was bulletproof.

Silence. Serna wiped her face with a shaking hand. Kaelin touched her shoulder with her good arm. “You did the right thing.” “Doesn’t feel like it.” “It never does.” Before Serna could respond, the far wall shook violently. Then again. Then—cracks snaked across the stone like lightning. Rhea backed up fast. “That’s not them ramming. That’s structural collapse.” Serna looked at the remaining defenders—wolves she’d trained beside, bled beside, mourned beside.

His punch aimed directly at Severin. "Boom!" The two punches collided and created a rather deep sound. The force from the collision had blasted Wallace a few steps back. "No, no! It's impossible!"

The van continues to swerve side-to-side, the driver unable to regain control. Another hit and the van lurches to the side and crashes into something solid. Patrick collides with me, colorful words spilling from my mouth as we slide towards Calvin. My back slams into the wall as we come to a halt, the behemoth smashed up against me. My ears ring from the impact, and it takes several seconds to get my eyes to focus. Patrick may be disproportionate as hell, but he’s still really fucking heavy.

immediately she reached the wall, she didn't hesitate before she used the car to ram into the wall. Immediately she did that, the whole building shook, instantly cracks appeared on the wall, the car broke through the wall as dust covered the whole place, debris was all over the place, rocks and other materials in the wall were also scattered all around, in place of it was a hole.

I slammed my hand down onto the red lever on the console pushing it all the way forward into the activation slot. A massive deafening CRACK ripped through the morning air sounding like a physical clap of thunder striking the street. The entire concrete wall of the warehouse vibrated violently. A blinding wave of blue and white electrical energy exploded from the base of the gate sending a massive shockwave surging straight through the wet mud right at Marcus's feet.

"I can take over the driving, Anya. I can handle the physics." "You can't even feel your own fingers!" I shouted back, violently dodging a deep, jagged pothole that would have shattered our front axle into pieces. "Sit back and hold onto the structural frame!" Suddenly, a massive, deafening crunch echoed through the cabin as the blue SUV intentionally slammed its reinforced steel grill directly into our rear bumper. The violent impact sent the gray sedan skidding sideways, the tires losing all contact with the road as we slid toward a deep, water-logged ditch on the right side of the lane. I screamed, my muscles locking as I fought the steering wheel, pumping the brakes rhythmically until th

Before Isaac could even raise a defensive hand, Jaden was there. A gloved hand, large and lethal, shot out like a piston, lacing into the hair at the back of Isaac’s head. The sheer violence of the movement forced me to stumble back, my breath hitching as I hit the side of the SUV. With a guttural snarl, Jaden slammed Isaac’s face into the door frame of his own car. The sound was sickening—a wet, crunching thud followed by the sharp crack of the side mirror shattering into a thousand glittering diamonds.