Cry From A Balcony Novelas e Histórias

I ignore it all. I do as she instructed and as expected I find the door leading to the balcony unprotected. I crash through, throwing the door open with the wind. It slammed against the concrete balusters with a splintering smack. As it was, I was too stoked up on adrenaline to care about the sound and the guards it could attract. I jump on the balcony with the grace of an uncoordinated mountain lion and land on my hands and knees. Luckily it wasn’t that high up so nothing but tiny scars on my hands should hinder my getaway.

Meeting Xander might have given her the best and the worst of life but at the end of the day, it's not enough to make her stay. . On the other side of the moonlight, above the garden of tulip flowers, stands a man who is now barely breathing. He is constantly punching his chest and catching his stability but there is no way for it to be felt. He cried heavily on that silent night, trying to submerge everything but only one thing stood out in his mind, he let Gabbie go.

I shut the door and locked it behind me. The balcony was on top of the third roof. The only way I could get down was if I crawled along the grooves of the stones. It was dangerous and borderline stupid. There was grass at the bottom instead of concrete, but it was still so far of a fall that I would probably break something.

Carlo woke up to the sound of something rustling. He opened his eyes hazily and saw Cynthia standing on the balcony looking out, it was dark outside and only the thin light of the moon was coming in. Cynthia opened the window on the balcony and half of her body poked out. Carlo's heart fluttered and he quickly got up from the bed and went to the window, stopped her and took her down from the window, and they fell to the ground together. "What are you doing?" Carlo's words were tinged with anger, but the end of his voice trembled slightly with fear.

My voice cracked, weak. “Balcony.” His tone left no room for argument. My stomach dropped. “Zayan, no—someone could see. . .” “Good.” His smirk was vicious as he shoved the balcony doors open, night air rushing in. “Let them watch me ruin you.” Before I could protest again, he bent me over the cold railing, my bare breasts pressed against the iron. The city stretched below us, lights glittering, but all I could focus on was his cock pressing against my swollen, dripping slit.

Did he witness what she had just done as well? Thinking of Lori in the washroom, Catelyn quickly pointed to the balcony not far away. "Cedrick, let's talk over there," she said, trying to get him away from their current spot. Compared to the hustle and bustle of the insides, the balcony was extremely quiet. The fountain pool downstairs was shimmering, reflecting on the curtains of the balcony dreamily. Catelyn was walking very fast. She did not notice the water stains and slipped. Catelyn, wearing heals, lost her balance and staggered to the side.

My side hits the balcony’s railing, and with zero control, I tip over the side. Fear explodes in my chest, and I grab hold of Vladamir. Everything happens so freaking fast I don’t realize what’s going on until it’s too late. I’m unable to scream from the intense shock and stop breathing as we both go over the side of the balcony. My body reacts, and I manage to grab hold of the railing. I feel Vladamir's fingers grasping at my dress, then a second later, I hear a sickening thud below. Hanging on the side of the balcony, I make the mistake of glancing down.

Isla~ A small smile stretched my lips as I looked down at the view below the balcony. It was easily over five storeys high and a fall from here would definitely be lethal. I could die but then again, was I really living? Climbing onto the very edge of the balcony, I stretched out my arm to enjoy the feeling of the rushing wind in my hair. I relished the momentary feeling of freedom. For the first time in a long while, I felt ... unstoppable.

She checked the Jacuzzi and checked the hallway, she couldn't find him. Xyla heard a female scream and some cars honking from a distance, then she decided to open the balcony outside, only to behold the worse horror of her life. Tyler had lost his mind and decided to take his life by jumping from the ninth floor’s balcony, all the way to the ground, his body dropped like a dead ram on the roadside also colliding with a truck, the truck ran over Tyler causing the horrific scene to make people scream for help, while some fled in shock.

I stayed silent, feigning sleep, while my tears betrayed me, soaking the pillow. Suddenly, a scream pierced the quiet from next door, and Alfred rushed to check it out. Soon, the rhythmic creaking of a bed came from next door, then Janet's uncontrollable sobs clued me in on what was happening. I grabbed my phone and slipped out to the balcony. There was just a fence separating the balconies of two rooms, so I climbed over easily. Peeking through the curtains, I caught sight of two figures tangled up with each other. A wave of nausea hit me.