After We Fell Novels & Stories

Emily hits her stomach on a rock which shoots pain all over her body. She can't control the way she is tumbling, eventually, Emily lands on the ground with lots of bruises and cuts. She groans as she can't stand, Lucas tumbles down after Emily and lands beside her. Emily stares at the cloud, she feels numb and sore all over her body. Lucas is worse, his wound split open again and blood gushes out if it. He struggles to get up and clutches his arms. " Are you alright Emily?", Lucas asks as he help her up.

They didn’t say anything. They didn’t need to. They had fallen. They had broken. They had rebuilt. And now—they were still falling.

I looked back and saw the bird circling, preparing to attack us again. "In here!" Meredith yelled and slipped into a hole. "Where did she go!" Magnus said. "I don't know!" I replied. "Let's just follow her lead!" I closed my eyes and jumped into the hole; I heard Magnus's yell as he jumped in. The hole kept going until we landed on the soft grass. I groaned and rubbed my head. "That was one horrible fall." "Where are we?" Magnus groaned as he struggled to sit up. "Are you okay?" I asked frantically as I crawled toward him.

His words hung in the air as the ground gave way beneath us. We fell through as a giant hole opened, carrying the surface stones down with us. “Stay away from the debris,” I yelled as gravity pulled us vertically down the shaft. We finally hit bottom, tumbling over a dirt floor. “Fuck.” We continued to get covered in dirt and debris until everything settled. “Gunnar, are you okay?” “Define okay?” “Fuck, are you hurt, man?” “My arm’s busted. That was some fall.” “About 200 feet.” A cool dread seeped in. “Esme’s going to wake alone.”

“One day, she’ll understand what we’ve done for her.” Vivienne smiled faintly, a small light in her eyes. “She’ll understand in her own time. And until then, we’ll be her shadows. Her guardians. Always.” Evelyn nodded, feeling the tension in her chest loosen for the first time in days. They had escaped, yes, but more importantly, they had built something new. A home, a family, a life that was theirs alone. And in the quiet, she allowed herself to hope. The night settled over the farmhouse, stars flickering faintly beyond the curtains. Inside, the lights dimmed automatically, sensors standing vigilant, and cameras silently monitoring the perimeter. Evelyn and Vivienne finally sank onto the co

I pulled the SIM card out and tossed it into the fire. It was time. The plane lifted off, and the city's towers shrank below me, smaller and smaller, until they vanished completely. Goodbye forever, Adrian.

The sounds around her became chaos. The tunnel was tighter than she expected. Sharp rusted edges scraped painfully along her arms and shoulders as she forced herself deeper inside. Behind her the noise of the compound became muffled. Nova gritted her teeth and shoved harder. Almost there. The opening narrowed painfully around her ribs for one terrifying second before she finally slipped through the other side and tumbled hard into wet grass beyond the compound walls. Nova sucked in a shaky breath and quickly rolled onto her stomach behind thick overgrown brush. Floodlights swept across the outer walls while wolves rushed along the barricades preparing for the Hollowfangs gathering deeper in

He put his on. The descent began. We didn't speak again until the wheels touched down and Manhattan came back into our lives exactly where we had left it, waiting with everything it required as if nothing had happened in Zurich at all. We both knew otherwise.

At least… for now. Elara pulled into a secluded corner, killed the engine, and sat there for a moment. Her breath trembled, fogging the glass. She had done it. She had actually done it. The six-story building above her was silent at this hour. Perfect. The fewer witnesses who saw her arrive, the safer she was. She lifted a hand to wipe away tears that wouldn’t stop falling. Fear, exhaustion and relief they tangled together into something heavy and unsteady. Her unborn daughter moved again, a small flutter beneath her ribs, reminding her that she didn’t have the luxury of breaking down.

Brown was smiling and nodding, and my team members had red eyes, their backs straight with pride. I knew those words weren’t just meant for the media. … After the conference, I received a message from an unfamiliar number.