Climax Jump Novels & Stories

Damn it! She had already reached the entrance which was now the exit for her and she was a few steps away from the end of the cliff. What do-... Jump. Yes, Just jump like you did before. Shut your eyes and jump! You would die whether you jump or not. Either this way or end up in the belly of a resurrected monster... Yeah, the cliff is way better.

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.

You gotta jump. I shook my head. No, there was no way I could jump this height. It still was high. Far off. Well, you got a better idea? My subconscious sneered. I sighed. Looking back up at the slit. I'd come along way. A long way I couldn't just give up last minute. I licked my lips and was prepared to make the jump. I clung to the rope tightly, shutting my eyes and hoping that my stars would guide me.

I nod. “Together.” The ground trembles again. Time’s running out. “Three,” he says. “Two—” “Now.” We move at the same time. No hesitation. No fear. Just motion. We sprint forward— the floor crumbling beneath our feet— energy surging around us— the gap widening— and then— we jump. For a second— we’re suspended. Weightless. Falling— but not falling apart. And then— we land. Hard. But stable.

Hard. Blood seeps into the ground around his face while the crowd jeers. I turn, grab Meg’s arm, and race to the far edge of the platform. “JUMP NOW!” I scream, and then we’re hurling through the air. Chessie managed to clear the jump to the second platform already, some twenty feet off the ground, but with Meg’s added weight, I struggle to maintain my momentum and then my grip as we collide with the side of the platform. I clutch Meg’s arm, but she dangles, her entire body flush with the blood-stained wall while I somehow manage to grab the edge. Chessie grabs my arm, yanking with all of her might, but she’s the smallest of the three of us. Meg finds a notch in the side of the platform and

Could I jump down, land safely in front of his car and automatically getting a free ride home. As I reached the apex of the structure,a mischievous grin spread across my face. Why not attempt the impossible? I thought to myself. I could actually survive the jump down and land safely with no life threatening injuries. The risk was worth it – I lived for leaving Chris speechless. I took a deep breath, visualizing the landing spot.I sprinted towards the edge, my feet pounding the rooftop. I then took the leap of faith, launching myself into the air sending my body plummeting towards the ground. My feet made impact with the top of Chris' car, the momentum sending me bouncing upward.

My pulse is pounding in my ears. The window. I rush to it, throw it open, and swing one leg out. The wind stings against my skin. I perch on the edge, staring down at the grassy drop three stories below. It’s high. Really fucking high. But Aiden did it. And he was fine. I can be fine too. My heart hammers as I suck in one last breath. Then I jump.

He looked up, toward the skeleton of the fire escape leading toward the mid-levels. The building rattled, a tremor so massive it sent shockwaves through the steel ladder. "The structural integrity—if it tips past twenty degrees, we’re swinging into the buildings next door!" Sarah said, gripping the railing until her palms were raw. "We don't go to the bottom," Anji shouted back. "We climb the ladder to the penthouse roof-garden connection, jump to the commercial deck next door! It’s only a twelve-foot gap!" "A twelve-foot jump in sixty-mile-an-hour winds, while the building is sinking?"

I could feel the raw power crackling in the air, like a living thing, testing us, pushing us to the brink. “Almost there!” Caelum shouted, muscles straining, his body taut with effort. I focused entirely on him, every ounce of fear, every quivering thought funneled into trust. Trust that he wouldn’t let go. Trust that we could survive. Trust that we could beat the odds. A massive crack split the cliff beside us. Stones rained down. The ledge we were aiming for trembled violently. My stomach dropped. “Jump!” Caelum barked.

The lion-beast snarls, violently jerking her head back to dodge. Taking that split-second window, I explode from the bushes. Hitting a full sprint, I launch myself at the wall. I run two steps vertically up the smooth concrete, grab the top ledge, flip upside down, and drop my legs. "Grab on!" I snarl. The second Chloe's hands lock around my calves, I engage my Reaper core. I violently heave her entire body weight upward. She scrambles over my body onto the top of the wall, screaming, "The Sphinx!"