Wall Slamming Novels & Stories

Keeping up with him. "Fuck," Vernon swerved hard into a narrow street. He was driving way past the speed limit now. The car jerked violently over the potholes and his GPS screen flashed in protest. The omega snuck a glance at it. "This leads home," he mumbled, returning his gaze to the next turn. "I'll just—" Bang! The world shifted violently as something slammed into the back of his car. The sound was deafening, metal scraping loudly against metal as his car crashed into the concrete wall.

That was a horrible notion. The SUV started to slip. How about turning the tires into a slide? No, keep your distance from the slide. Who could recall anything? The SUV flew into the woods the next thing she knew. She held her breath as the car slammed into a steep hill and nosedived onto something solid. The collision propelled her onto the steering wheel. Her chest was throbbing with pain. Bang! Something blew up. Her view was obscured by a blanket of white.

The force behind Flint's palm strike was overwhelming. A violent pressure rolled forward, like a predator lunging in for the kill, swallowing Ashton whole. The strike landed at point-blank range, and the impact crushed down on Ashton's body. In an instant, the black stormwind barrier surrounding him shattered. His body dropped straight from the air and slammed into the ground, carving out a human-shaped crater. The surrounding earth fractured into powder as blood splattered everywhere. Sylvia and Wanda felt the air leave their lungs, as if they'd taken the hit themselves.

☆☆☆☆☆ Violetwall Town BAM! Clancy slammed his back against a car before falling on the ground weak and battered, bruises weren't noticed on his body but thanks to his healing ability, the pain inflicted on his body by the Vaewolves was unnoticeable. The Vaewolves were extremely strong, stronger than he could imagine.

As the engine roared and the tires screeched, the car moved quickly toward Andrius. Andrius, however, did not dodge or move away. He simply walked towards the car speeding in his direction. “Go to hell!” Solomon grinned viciously. Andrius scoffed. He lifted his leg and kicked the car on the front bumper. Not even a speeding car could make him budge. The car stopped as if it had crashed into a mountain. The front bumper was heavily dented, and the interior trembled terribly. The impact caused Solomon to knock his head on the steering wheel. He was not only bleeding from his head, but his mind was also buzzing ceaselessly.

CRACK-BOOM. The lead truck didn't slow down. It slammed into the massive titanium gates at sixty miles an hour at the exact moment Kemi’s high-voltage slug discharged, turning the two-hundred-foot corporate barrier into a screaming, twisted shower of white-hot silver shrapnel. The interior of the shipyard was a sprawling, industrial hellscape of towering crane scaffolds, smoking fuel reservoirs, and the frantic, chaotic scramble of thousands of retreating cartel enforcers.

BOOM. The heavy steel ram-bars of our vehicle slammed directly into the primary security gates, the impact a deafening explosion of tearing metal and shattering concrete that sent a cloud of white dust and sparks roaring into the midnight air. The iron gates folded like paper under our weight, the SUV skidding across the icy courtyard before Ethan brought it to a bone-jarring halt right in front of the main glass lobby.

The air warped from the heat, twisting the trees in the distance into grotesque, melting shapes. The shockwave hit the armored SUV like a physical blow from a giant’s fist. We were tossed sideways, the heavy vehicle lifting off the ground. My stomach slammed into the seatbelt, stealing the air from my lungs. Sayler screamed, a high, terrified wail that was barely audible over the deafening hum of the beam.

Jake said. “Fuck, now I can unclench my butthole,” Weasel said. K-9, Viking, and Rebel burst out laughing next to Jake as he shook his head. “There’s something really wrong with him,” Jake said. Omen climbed onto a table and raised his beer in the air. “Listen up, everyone. If you want to own it, patch it, otherwise Wrath’s going to fuck it!” More laughter erupted around the room, and Jake’s shoulders shook as he laughed. Hands clapped his shoulders and back and before he knew it, things had returned to normal.

He never looked toward the clone. Instead, his enormous body twisted violently. Muscles exploded across his right arm. Thick veins bulged outward. The sleeve of his damaged shirt split apart. He threw a punch. A single punch. Carrying enough force to destroy steel. The dark-gold storm around him detonated. His fist slammed into the half-meter-thick ballistic isolation wall beside him. BOOM! The deafening impact obliterated every heartbeat. Every voice. Every sound. The reinforced glass erupted into a massive web of fractures.