Anna Todd The Falling Series Novels & Stories

“Well… more like a long day. Running errands for work. Maybe we can get coffee and I can tell you about my day, while you decide if you want to share yours.” Vanessa laughed. She had to admit, he was charming. She looked at him again and gave him a good look this time. He smiled with so much confidence, like he knew for certain that he was handsome and he was unapologetic about it. But who gets coffee on a Sunday night? “I have to get up very early tomorrow. Can’t get coffee. And I don’t exactly talk about my day with total strangers.” “Ouch.” He held his chest, feigning a heartbreak. “Alright, fair enough. I’m Jake. See, not a total stranger anymore,” he said with a smile that showed his se

ASHTON "Seven years ago," he continues, relentless. "Molly fell into the creek behind the lake house, sinking into the treacherous mud. I was halfway there, already ankle-deep in water, but you emerged out of nowhere, donning your shining white armor and carrying a ten-foot rope."

" You can take it off now or would you prefer I complete the process?" Hell, no would she allow that? She immediately dug herself into the water, and in the next second, she removed her bra. Subconsciously, Jacob let out a weak groan because he knew that the only thing stopping him from viewing her total was just a body of water. ' Cool down Jacob, she will warm up to you. Don't try anything else you will lose her.' His wolf kept emphasizing those words. Those words were the only reason why he had not stubbornly entered the tub and taken Quinn right there and then.

I hoped anyway. The drive took a few hours. When we pulled up to the house, the roses had almost stopped blooming around the porch. We missed most of them. Fall is officially here. I was hopeful that our home was ready for Thanksgiving. I had talked to Mrs. Jones about it. I am sure she has made it beautiful. I saw some men standing outside. Security. When we loaded out of the SUV, the other one pulled up moments later that held Tommasso. I told the men to take him to the cellar and asked Sandra to follow me to the greenhouses. She nodded. As we walked, I remembered the time I showed her the greenhouse. When the sprinklers were on, she was naked beneath me. When my hands glided so easily ov

I was feeling it all. THIRD PERSON'S POV Both Kane and Nathan followed the lady to the crowd. Her daughter, Alice, was the host. Only did they know that the show wasn't gonna happen. Nathan walked up to Alice. "We talked about this. You need to kill the boy," the lady said. "I'm still working on it," he replied to her. Nathan walked back to them. "What's up?" He said with a grin. "They're food waiting for you both in the seventh room. You should get something to eat before the show gets started." Nathan was excited, of course.

Cassandra inquired with a displeased frown. Joshua is already on edge. He is silently arranging his Son's funeral without letting his wife know about it all. While his wife here is fixing marriage to their dead son. So he glanced at Noah with annoyance. He doesn't have energy to deal with Noah. But he is ready to call off this arrangement at the slightest push. Because he no longer has a son to marry Nicole. And he doesn't know where Russell is. "Yes Mrs. Anderson. I am Noah Ashford. Nicole here knows me throughly" Noah stressed the word throughly, making Nicole turn crimson.

“It's too late. It's too late for me.” “Fine! Fine!” Vincenzo yelled, his voice broken. “I'll do it! I'll make Antonio the next Don! I'll do whatever you want! Just please, don't jump! Please, Madonna! Don't jump!” “I…” Madonna was saying, her body leaning forward, when she let her hand slip from the railing and she fell into the river. Her phone fell to the ground, but the call was still connected. Vincenzo heard the gasps of the crowd, the horror in their voices, the sudden realization that she had jumped. “No!” Vincenzo yelled. “Madonna! No! No, I lost Stella! I can't lose you too!”

Lake The morning after the Fall Festival, Ivy woke up with a strange weight in her chest. Not the good kind that made her feel cozy and wrapped in the memory of Lake’s arms, but the heavy, pounding kind that screamed, Something’s about to go wrong. She lay in bed for a moment, watching the rays of sun seep through the wooden blinds, casting slatted shadows across the cabin. Lake wasn’t there beside her. She reached over the sheets, still warm on his side, and sighed.

"Mr. Lacelle, I've prepared a room upstairs for you to have a rest. Go now. It might help with the tipsiness." Something was amiss. Leo narrowed his eyes, hurriedly going over information about Daniel in his head. Daniel had a son, Percy Tanner, who was notorious for being a playboy and a pervert. Archer was also aware of that, but he still made his way upstairs as told. Leo felt his heart leap into his throat. He quickly beckoned over his family's bodyguard and said, "Go and knock out the Tanners' bastard son and hide him in a random room somewhere."

“Jackson—” “My life is spiraling out of control,” I interrupted, and suddenly the words were pouring out. “Everything is falling apart. I lost Frost. I just lost Tammy. My parents are going to disown me when they find out. I’m failing my classes because I can’t concentrate. I literally fainted on campus because I’m so messed up I forgot to take proper care of myself.” I pressed the back of my hands against my eyes. “I’m terrified, Maya. I’m terrified that this is it. That I’m going to end up completely alone because I’m too much of a disaster for anyone to actually want to be around.”