Cry From A Balcony Novels & Stories

Morrigan couldn't imagine how the couple manage to take those kinds of lashes that seemed to have cut through their fleshes. Morrigan's eyes started to blur with tears she didn't imagine she was able to conjure as she watch the couple from her balcony. She started to feel panic rising in her heart. That she ran without even thinking. Crashing to the solid rails of her balcony, she didn't flinch even with her stomach suffering from the collision. "No... No... No!" She screamed at the top of her lungs as she lunges to her balcony railing, lifting herself. "Frey! Aries!" Her already rash voice sounded even distant that she didn't even know if they can hear her.

He’s wide-eyed, his expression blank, his body trembling. I follow his gaze upward— “What the fuck?” I exclaim. Rylee is hanging precariously off the balcony. One of her hands grips the edge desperately, while the other flails, trying to find a hold. She’s about to fall!

' The balcony might be shielded with large carved balustrades that might prevent one from getting a clear view of whatever they might be doing, yet it doesn't change the fact that they're being irresponsible by making out here. People from downstairs can still see their upper bodies. Let's not talk about the steps connecting the balcony down. 'This man cannot be my mate.' Oksana stands up and glares at me, placing her arm around Kedar; she calls me, "Pig, what do you want?" She kisses Kedar on his mouth. 'No. Ours!' Juno lets out an inhuman wail that fills my ears from inside my skull. Suddenly, I'm shifting. My spine rips out of my skin. Pain explodes over me at the splintering bone and shr

He looked away and just focused on walking. We were busy walking until we heard animal cries, and that is when we saw a group of animals running down the mountain. I was about to turn around but I felt a shake on the ground. This isn't good. I grabbed Zale and started running towards the foot of the mountain, I stopped, looked at him, and asked, "Can you fly?" He nodded and I did the same and jumped on the tree leaving him on the ground. "Do you want to die or what? Jump and summon your wings!" I ordered him, he doesn't know what was going on. Since he lives far away from the mountains, of course, he wouldn't know what to do when there is a landslide bound to happen.

I woke up in the middle of the night to the wind howling and thunder clapping and lightning flashing making the whole room illuminate, realizing the power is out I get up to find a flashlight. Not being able to find one I did find a candle and lighter in my room. I placed the lit candle on my side table and walked to my balcony doors watching this storm wreak havoc on the trees outside seeing the ocean waves smash into the side of the mountain sending sprays of water everywhere when I caught a glimpse of a dark figure standing near the edge of the cliff. I swung open my doors and walked to the edge of my balcony instantly becoming soaked from the rain, trying to get a closer look to see who

It’s the first time I was visiting his place, it’s a three bedroom flat with a kitchen and the best balcony view and above all it had a beautiful terrace. I am a terrace and balcony person ! I love to stand there watching outside with a hot chocolate coffee in my hand. A beautiful romantic music playing in the background, forgetting every damn shit about life and enjoying the weather. That’s how I was pushing through this life dreaming about no existing fantasies. But the moment I met Krish, I believed they do exist and I started experiencing it lively. I looked over Krish who was now smiling down at his best friend Vyom’s sleeping form. His half body was on the bed and the other half was da

Was she having a nightmare, or did this really happen? "Papa,” Lena muttered as countless tears found their way down her cheeks. She stood up and pushed Dante angrily. “What are you doing?” Lena burst out in tears, fell to the ground, and kept hitting it. Her dad was pushed off the balcony like it was normal; the building was about ten meters high, and there was no way he was going to survive. "Papa,” Lena clutched her chest tightly, not able to stop herself from crying. She stared at her mom, whose face was also wet from tears; the thought of her mom being pushed off the balcony made her shiver in fear.

I walked outside, stepping carefully over the floats, to the balcony railing. Being on the third floor, we seemed almost beach level. I could easily see the people playing volleyball, nearly smelling the dinners being made over small fires. I looked up. The balconies on the fourth floor looked directly down on ours. Greg had placed candles on the table, lighting our balcony, illuminating our "bed".

I snapped, frustrated that he wasn't doing anything. Hell I'd rather he curse me out. Glare at me at least. Not. Be. Fucking. Mute. "Oh shit," Damon his friend whistle as he makes his way over here. "Way to go blondie!" I rolled my eyes, shaking my head in disappointment. "And here I thought you were a tad bit different." I whispered and whipped around when I hear a chilling loud scream that pierced the air enough to garner everyone's attention. My heart jumps in my throat when my eyes snap to the balcony upstairs. The sight of Dayna standing beside two boys that held Pickett upside down over the balcony makes me nauseous.

Which means in less than ten minutes, everyone here is going to realize that Sebastian Griffin and Nora Wolfe just had yet another breakup. Fantastic. I grab the first champagne flute I see from a passing tray and down half of it immediately. It burns. I move towards the quieter hallway near the balcony entrance before my mascara starts a public rebellion. Don't cry. Do not cry here. God, why does heartbreak always feel so humiliating? I pull out my phone with shaky fingers and open my messages. Then I stare at Jordan's contact. Embarrassment stirs in my chest as I type a quick message. [Me: Please tell me you're nearby and can pretend to be my date before I throw myself off the balcony.]