Deku Falling Novels & Stories

“You will have your time of mourning and then you will see that life begins to fall back into place again. You will never forget him, but you will get back a part of you that feels lost right now.” “All that I am now is a training Omega…nothing more…nothing less.”

I voiced out. "And whose fault was that?" she said glaring at me. Your psychotic mind, I mumbled beneath my breath, just then she decided to drop one of her crutches, she tried to make it look like an accident but failed miserably. She's going to be the death of me, mumbled before adding a string of curse words to the statement. I hurried over to her and supported her falling figure by putting my hand around her waist leading her to the nearest table. I ignore how right it felt to place my hand around her waist or how she seemed to fit perfectly in my arms every time I carry her. I went to pick up the fallen crutch and made my way back to her.

“Well… more like a long day. Running errands for work. Maybe we can get coffee and I can tell you about my day, while you decide if you want to share yours.” Vanessa laughed. She had to admit, he was charming. She looked at him again and gave him a good look this time. He smiled with so much confidence, like he knew for certain that he was handsome and he was unapologetic about it. But who gets coffee on a Sunday night? “I have to get up very early tomorrow. Can’t get coffee. And I don’t exactly talk about my day with total strangers.” “Ouch.” He held his chest, feigning a heartbreak. “Alright, fair enough. I’m Jake. See, not a total stranger anymore,” he said with a smile that showed his se

Beemo's appearance was cause for celebration for every single member of the falling Stardust. The rude man was nobody's favorite person, but he was of the Falling Stardust and therefore, a part of their family. Another thought passed through their minds, if Beemo was alive it meant that Veera was too. This was like a burst of energy for everyone, their attacks became faster and more ruthless.

And all of them were looking in the same direction. Elena followed their gaze. Then she saw him. Damon DeLuca stood near the glass wall of the conference room, speaking with two senior executives. Black suit. White shirt. No tie. One hand rested casually in his pocket while the other held a coffee cup. He looked completely relaxed. As if the entire building belonged to him. Elena immediately noticed something else. The women around the hallway were staring at him. Blatantly. One assistant nearly walked into a desk while watching him.

The floor split wide open into a yawning, pitch-black abyss, and the entire eighty-story skyscraper began to tilt sideways, collapsing into the darkness below! Dominic wrapped both arms around Clara and their child, pulling them into his chest as the ground fell away completely. As they plunged into the crumbling darkness of the abyss, Leo’s unconscious body drifted away into the falling rubble—and a massive, red orbital targeting beacon flared to life on the falling roof above them. The Council's ultimate orbital kinetic weapon had just locked onto their falling coordinates.

Kline Creative eventually declared bankruptcy, and Elliot was blacklisted as a debtor. The once-glorious businessman became a debt-ridden failure overnight. He had to sell his luxury house and car, moving into an old, rundown neighborhood. The friends and partners who once surrounded him now avoided him like the plague. But what hurt him the most was the complete change in how the industry viewed him. People called him a clueless fool, duped by a young schemer. Some even maliciously speculated that there must have been an inappropriate relationship between him and Yvette, or else he wouldn't have trusted her so blindly.

Sadly, some things are just meant to fall ~Dystopia ~Fall through the cracks of the mirror into a never ending nightmare~ ~Arc 2 ~ Atonement - Deception can only (exist) last for so long

Should not there be a buoy to keep the helicopter afloat? However, the increasingly loud alarm caused her to panic. She could not think properly. The thought of this helicopter exploding flashed in her mind. It was true that she had intended to avoid that damn contest, but not by going to heaven! "Oh, Jesus! If you save me now, I will consider becoming a nun!" Xander looked at her. "What? Are you serious? Then how about your stupid contest?" Crystal glared at him fiercely. "How could I think of a competition when I could potentially die—"

A little devil for sure, shedding fur everywhere in her clean house. Selena held her jaw, capturing her mouth in an ardent kiss as she pressed her body against hers. “Wait. Let me cl—” She flung herself at her, shifting all her weight towards her and Cassandra staggered back, shrieking as her foot found emptiness against the door threshold. She lost her balance and fell backwards, instinctively releasing the takeout food. The two small boxes flung out of the bag, spilling on the grass beside her head. “Oh God. I’m so sorry! Are you okay?”