Climax Jump Novels & Stories

Frederick bent his knees, crouched low, and sprang up like a leopard on the hunt. He jumped at a forty-five-degree angle instead of straight up. At the peak of his jump, he used his strong core muscles to momentarily hover in the air. Then, with a powerful kick against the wall, he propelled himself even higher! This allowed him to reach for the windowsill, with only the pads of eight fingers gripping the ledge supporting his entire body weight. The muscles in his arms tensed up, and with a burst of strength from his fingers, he flung himself upward.

It’s not going to be good for you. Juniper's stomach dropped. Then she heard it. A roaring water rushes ahead.'... A cliff. A raging river below. Her throat tightened. “You can't be serious.”. Adrian's fingers laced with hers. “Jump.”. Her ribs were crushed with excitement as Juniper ran. Behind them—shouting. Gunfire. Footsteps pounding closer. Ahead—the edge of the cliff. Adrian tightened his grip. Then—. They leaped. The world tilted. Wind pushed her against the ground and made them tumble.

But he had another thing coming. When Julien was far enough away to gain momentum, Julien poured on the speed, heading straight for the edge of the cliff, pushing himself harder. He needed to jump into the middle of the river, as far away from the rocks on the edge as possible. When he neared the cliff's edge he pushed off, catapulting himself away from the side into mid-air, feeling the earth leave his paws below him. He fell for what seemed like an eternity and then splashed into the heavy current, plunging deep into the water.

a loud voice calls out and I don’t think, I just move. One, two, three… at the next step I come to a stop after the first lever, the moment the swaying lever passes my face so close I swear I feel it scrap the tip of my nose I speed away. Bypassing the second and third without stopping. After that is the circular contraption, Aka the bane of my existence, I wait a moment, keeping my feet steady on the beam beneath me, and when the time is right and with just enough space for my little body to fit through, I jump through making sure not to look back, just the thought of it swinging behind, is enough to make you lose your footing. I know because that was why I fell the last time. I climb the s

There was nothing they could do about that at the moment. She waited as he first got down on his knees and then flat onto his belly, pushing himself backwards until he was hinged at the waist, legs hanging down, torso still on the overhang. He continued to push back until he was once again hanging from a precipice by his fingertips. This drop was a little longer, but not by much. Clare saw him hit the ground with knees bent, tuck into a roll, then come up on his feet. A landing worthy of an Olympic athlete. She actually clapped and whistled.

I slid the pamphlet out with two fingers, then placed it on the desk in front of me, touching it delicately as if it held a secret terror. The image on the cover showed the intimidating cliffs in Kimberley, Australia, and a man in swim trunks soaring out over the water dozens of feet below. The photo captured him in midair, where he seemed to float weightlessly. I knew that feeling; it was like flying. I wanted to be him. I’d done it many times before in Croatia, Nevada, Arizona, Italy, and Mexico. Now I was ready to escape again. I gazed at the photos, longing to be there, and turned the page over. On the back of the pamphlet I read: Please be aware that cliff jumping is a high-risk sport t

I never imagined her idea of forever would be so short. No one came to help, so I dragged myself up the cliffside again and again in desperation. It got darker. The wound from the boulder earlier seemed infected now. The pain blurred my vision. I broke down and called Vanessa over and over, begging her to save me. No one answered. Just when I thought all hope was lost, the call finally connected. "Vanessa, please, I'm begging you to help me..." What came through the line was the sound of heavy breathing.

Time slowed in a way that felt unreal as I surged forward, my body reacting before my mind could catch up, because there was no choice to make, no hesitation to consider, only one instinct that overpowered everything else. I jumped down the cliff.

When Jai finally reached his domain, Galum kicked up each spikes that Jai’s about to step on. He raised them higher, and the sudden movement made Jai almost slip. It prompted the black haired guy to kneel down to hold his ground. Jai saw that his distance with the actual ground reached more than 3 meters already. That made Jai wonder whether he had to fall freely or use the lower spikes to reach down. He decided for the 2nd option and continued leaping from the higher spike to the lower spikes. He was hopping his way down. He made sure to focus on where his foot stepped on though, because he didn’t want to slip and fall again.

What I do care about though, is blowing up Cara and her baby. “Cara, I am going to climb up on the roof.” I explain. “Then I am going to bust through the skylight in the roof and pull you guys out through the it.” I make my way over to a nearby tree. It doesn’t look too bad. Grabbing a branch I quickly swing my way onto a higher branch. So goes, until I am level with the roof of the cabin. Before jumping, I stop and look out. This could be it, this could be the last moment of my life. Have I lived a good one? Probably not, if I live through this, will I change? Probably not. With that sobering thought, I jump.