Cry From A Balcony Novels & Stories

she called out desperately, "I have to get to my apartment to get documents before I start the meeting at 1 PM, and the building security told me they would get a new card for me in two to three hours…" Her big, grey, pleading eyes were filled with tears. "So basically, you are trying to break into your own apartment using my balcony?" I sighed. "Well… yeah," she admitted with an uncomfortable grimace on her face. I looked her up and down, then I glanced at the space between her balcony and mine. "Are you aware that we are on the tenth floor and then you would probably need to jump while standing on my railing to get to your balcony?" I smirked. Carla stepped closer to the balustrade, briefl

‘All I can do is try. She whispered and cut the call, and walking back across to the balcony, she assessed the situation. Climbing straight down was out of the question; if she did that, she would be climbing straight into their arms. Looking around her, she saw a small ledge that went all around the building. There was no other way she was going to escape, and she knew time was running out; they had to have heard the shower. Grabbing her jacket and slinging her purse over her shoulder, she clambered over the balcony railing onto the ledge, which was barely wide enough for her toes, but she clung on like a human limpet. ‘Don’t look down.’

I could feel him following after me. “I am going to make you regret the day you ever decided not to work with me,” I declared. He tried to grab me again but I moved out of the way and pushed him down the balcony. His face froze from shock as his body lurched backward. His arms flailed trying to grab onto something but the sleek railing provided no grip whatsoever. His scream was brief, cut off as his body plunged from the top floor down to the last floor with a sickening thud and the snapping of some bones.

She kicked in every direction, trying to ward off the disgusting hands that began to grope her shoulders. Fear enveloped her soul, yet her dignity refused to surrender. She continued to crawl backward, feeling the texture of the floor change from soft carpet to the cold tiles of the balcony. A strong night wind began to whip through her disheveled hair. She did not realize that she had passed through the large glass doors leading out to the sixtieth-floor balcony. Mr. Tan drew closer, his shadow looming over Casandra’s trembling body. The man laughed wickedly, seeing Casandra cornered at the edge of the low balcony railing. "There’s nowhere left to run, Casandra. Just accept your fate!"

Alex and Nick will share a room. Rayan came out of the bathroom after getting freshen up. "Crystal, the black coffee..." He stopped when he didn't see Crystal on the bed. She was sitting on the bed. He searched the other rooms but she wasn't there. He was about to take his phone to call her when he saw various colored scarf flying in the balcony. He let out a relieved sigh and walked to the balcony attached to the bedroom. She was so immersed in observing outside. Observing the canals of the city. The gondolas, boats.

and with that he quickly leapt from the balcony onto the stone parapet walkway and disappeared from my sight. I stood in the balcony, the cold wind whipping away the warmth I had drawn from just holding his hand. I shuddered involuntarily but knew the room needed to be aired to remove any trace of his scent, just in case. In mere seconds he had vanished, Fyre tried to remain confident in our task ahead but just surviving the journey there without Bram being angered into violence again would be a challenge. “What are you doing in here?” a dark voice muttered behind me causing me to jump out of my skin.

Liyla smirked "Don't kill me please. I don't want to die please!!!." "Too late for that. Now you will feel real pain." Liyla gradually walked up to Natalya with her eyes burning hot, fear gripped Natalya so much that she couldn't breathe. Natalya tried to go outside but the door was locked, she ran to the balcony in her room trying to stay away from Liyla but she wasn't watching her step so she slipped and fell from the balcony down to the tied floor. Her body smashed into pieces as blood gushed out from her head and mouth.

Ruby “No, I want to,” I replied, not feeling very brave but wanting to let Caleb share his special place with me. I peered over the edge of the balcony and cringed. “Just don’t let me fall, okay. It’s a long way down to the bottom and that stone paving looks very unforgiving.” My attempt at a light-hearted joke to cover my fear didn’t go unnoticed by Caleb. He flashed me a killer grin. “Here, give me your hand.” He grasped hold of my hand, threading his warm fingers between mine as he led me up the narrow, uneven steps.

I went onto my balcony and stared at the soft velvety sky, with a nearly half moon on the eastern horizon. If only I didn’t have to get dressed and go downstairs through the house to go outside. Benson probably had all the doors locked by now, and I was afraid of tripping an alarm that would wake up the whole house. “You don’t have to go downstairs if you want to run,” Diana said. “What do you mean?” “Don’t you remember the night Victor and Adam were here on your balcony?” I looked over the railing. The ground sloped slightly upward from the house. It was only about a ten-foot drop.