Before I Fall Lauren Oliver Novels & Stories

“Now you’ve fallen—you’ve lost everything you were meant to be—just because of me!” He pulled back just enough to look me in the eyes, his gaze full of love and quiet certainty. “Haven’t I fallen hard enough? Long before I lost my wings… I had already fallen completely for you. And that fall was far deeper, far more real, and far more permanent than anything else I could ever experience.”

He continued to pull me further away from the hospital until we found a small park just close by. There was a blanket spread out over the grass under a huge tree with a bag on it. "Surprise," he said, "I know it's not much but I can't exactly take you anywhere far from the hospital considering your condition," he said sheepishly as we both sat down. "It's still perfect," I answered. "I really missed the Sun," I smiled. "Anything is seriously better than being stuck in that hospital room." Nick chuckled, "I thought you'd say something like that. Hence I made it even perfect by getting you this," he said and removed the whole Fallen boxset from the bag.

By the time she finished her third bottle, Lauren was laughing too loudly, swaying with the music, her world spinning just enough for the ache in her chest to fade. She stood up, a little unsteady, but for once she felt almost weightless, like she could do anything and nothing would matter. Someone increased the music volume. Lauren felt the deep vibrations in her bones, and suddenly, something inside her broke. Without thinking, she climbed onto the bar, her blond waves falling around her shoulders, her short skirt riding up her thighs, and her voice mixing with the laughter and cheers around her. “Lauren!” Mia’s voice cut through the noise, filled with panic, “Lauren Hill! Get down right n

Cheryl's Pov The sun cut through the ivory curtains like a golden whisper, soft and warm. I stirred slowly under the thick duvet, the weight of the night before lingering on my chest like a ghost I couldn’t quite shake. Oliver’s words echoed again. “I’m falling for you.” And just as loud, Sabrina’s voice clawed in after it. “You’re going to regret this. Both of you.”

A voice echoed behind me, it startled me but I turned to meet the lady I had seen earlier in my thoughts, leaning close to me. The woman stood there, smile twisted, eyes dark with intent. Soon after her hands shoved hard into my chest. I fell. The sensation was sickening, endless, my scream torn from me by the rushing air. Just before impact, a name flashed bright and undeniable in my mind, pulling me away from my sleep. “Marisol.”

He spoke on his way out, "The baby wipes are on the upper shelf so, don't hurt yourself while getting them. Also, the fresh hand towels are in the lowest drawer." Scarlet stuck her tongue at the boy's back, "I'm not that short! Watch me." Vantae raised an eyebrow at her, gesturing for her to go ahead. The girl huffed, marching into the bathroom. Vantae leaned over the lavatory's doorframe in case she did hurt herself (that you guessed is about to happen). Scarlet bent down to open the drawers in the form of a ladder. She balanced her weight on the seams of the wooden cavity and reached the shelf. Stretching her arm fully, she grabbed the pack of wipes. Vantae sighed, "You could have just ask

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.

However, up until this point no one had uttered a fucking word of what I wanted to hear, and because of that I continued to endure. “That's it, Stacy!” A man, a regular named Troy, yells from the audience. “Show me those tits.” Smiling, I reach around my back while my hips swivel to the beat and pull at the string to my top. Once it is loose, I let it fall to the stage while all the disgusting bastards in the audience cheer. All except for one anyway. He sits at the back of the room, his face obscured by smoke, but even then I can tell that his glowing golden eyes are watching me like a predator watches its prey.

He said while he smile to me. "Dylan right?" I asked him "Yup,! Sorry I forgot to introduce myself. I must be nervous as hell right now!" He said while laughing nervously to me. I can visibly see how he gulp nervously while looking at me. "Well as for your offer, I don't think I can take it! I don't usually trust stranger easily!" I said to him. All I wanted is that he get it immediately that I am not interested in any kinds. "You can bring your manager with you! And please I'm Dylan Jones! And you are Abigail Lawrence right?"

She casually stuffed her clothes and cosmetics bag into a plastic bag before she stormed off to find Caleb. She happened to bump into Richard and the group just as they had finished shopping for local specialties and were returning to the hotel for lunch. They were immediately puzzled after noticing Faye's unpleasant expression. "What's the matter? Did things not go well between you and Xavier?" "You guys seemed totally fine during the meteor shower last night. Did you have a falling out? Is it because he failed to get any good shots of you, Faye? You see, every time I take an unflattering photo, my girlfriend gets so mad she threatens to break up with me—"