After We Fell Book Novels & Stories

He couldn't possibly have kept track of anything. "Eleven," Leo said, leaning close to Archer's ear. "We almost finished up a 12-pack box. Wanna guess where the 12th one is, hmm?" The cold aluminium foil was then pressed against Archer's lower stomach as Leo slowly inched it up his body.

It lands with a dull thud and kicks up a puff of dust. My heart stutters. A flicker of movement catches my eye—and for a split second, a translucent figure flickers out of the air like static on a broken screen. Sally. “Sally?” I whisper. “Did you guys see that?” Celeste points at the fallen book. “if you mean the book falling spontaneously from the shelf—then yeah. Yeah, we did.” “It was her,” I say, already moving toward the shelf the book fell from. “She showed me where.”

"Can you help me.. I am afraid.. " Owen wanted to argue and say no but it was easier to get her the book then wasting his words.. He took the tool and got up.. He got the book but the tool was already tempered with.. It wasn't a big height but it made his balance unstable and silea pushed the tool by her foot making him fall on her. Owen stumbled as the stool gave way beneath him, the book clutched in his hand as gravity pulled him downward. He tried to brace himself, but the fall was too fast—and before he could catch the edge of the shelf, he crashed straight into Silea.

Like someone dragging a rake down a wall made of bone and gravel. And it felt like he was holding onto something that was gently lowering us to the ground. But there wasn’t a metal railing or a rope in sight…and that sound… Suddenly, I felt us stop. I was still grabbing onto him, too afraid to even open my eyes. But he gently lowered me to the ground and I stood, too terrified to speak. How on earth had we survived falling down from a five story building?? How the hell were we still alive??? Suddenly, my eyes landed on the wall of the building, and I saw large marks like claws that had scraped against the wall from where we’d just fallen.

“I’ve been climbing this same ladder since the day I became the Alpha of Frost Fang. I’ve never fallen once. I’m not going to suddenly fall now just because you’re standing there watching me.” The words had barely left my mouth when the ladder gave a dangerous wobble beneath my feet. One of the lower rungs shifted with a loud creak. My balance faltered. “Lara—!” I gasped as gravity took over. My foot slipped completely. The book fell from my grasp as I tumbled backward, arms flailing. Strong arms caught me mid-fall. Matteo had rushed forward, but the force of my fall was too much. We crashed to the floor together in a tangled heap. I landed directly on top of him with a heavy thud, knocking

CASPIAN We were finally free from the primal wildness that had once controlled us. The full moon passed without incident, yet the gloom cast by recent tragedies lingered. The house had not fully recovered from the month-long assault, and Kaida’s demise still resonated deeply within me. I often woke in a cold sweat, tormented by the memory of her screams as she was torn into smithereens. Asher was not spared from this turmoil either; though we were technically at peace, we battled a profound emotional devastation whenever we witnessed what had become of Crystal Falls. I once visited the mall where our paths had first crossed with Kaida’s, only to find the once-sleek edifice in shambles and ut

The sender was anonymous. I guessed it was probably a former colleague still bitter about Trehill, or someone wanting to see Daniel humiliated. I stared at the photo for a few seconds. There was no satisfaction or pity, only a near-calm indifference. The mountain that once crushed me had long since eroded into a heap of dust by the roadside, unnoticed. And I had crossed that mountain, now seeing a wider world beyond. I hit delete and blocked the number. Some images aren’t worth keeping, just like how some people didn’t deserve space in memory.

Nothing had been solved. But real love had chosen to stay. She crawled into bed and reached for her phone. One message waited. Ethan: Text me when you fall asleep. She smiled. Maya: I will. She set the phone down and let her eyes close naturally, not from exhaustion but from peace. Outside, the city continued its quiet games. Inside, two people held onto something fragile and refused to let go.

I stared at the message before typing a reply. Me: sure, without your reminder I would have totally gone outside and even set a picnic on Golden Lane street . He didn't respond. Acting like he cared. Tskk I shook my head and placed the phone on the table. What an irritating man. I turned off the lights and walked toward my bedroom. February 28. My last night before the apocalypse. Tomorrow, the dead would rise, the streets would become hunting grounds, and the world I knew would cease to exist. And this time, I was ready. Little did I know everything would come off very different from before and more than we expected or prepared for.

I can’t help but was falling in love with the same person again. Soon, after a few hours of driving, we finally reached our home. Pravi yawned and got out of the car just to reach inside our home as soon as possible. I knew she was feeling sleepy. Her hairs were open, cascading down her waist beautifully. Her saree’s pallu was bundled over her shoulder rather than falling over her arm, giving me a teasing look of her waist.