Don't Let Me Fall Series Novels & Stories

Their unhappy marriage had been an open secret among the relatives for a long time. Everyone knew but pretended not to see it for the sake of appearances. But today, everything had been dragged into the open. The glamorous marriage they had flaunted since the wedding had completely fallen apart. - That Friday, I went home after work to have dinner with my parents. The moment I opened the door, I saw two large suitcases sitting in the entryway. A bad feeling crept up immediately. Sure enough, Monica was sitting on the couch. She said Howard's mistress was pregnant, and it was a boy.

Not just for a night. I lift her up, take two steps forward, then feel like the biggest idiot in the world when I stumble forward, tripping over my own feet in my haste to get her to my bedroom. My body gets ahead of my feet and we crash into my end table next to the couch, the legs squawking loudly against the wood floor as it skids a few inches and slams against the couch from the force of our bodies colliding with it. Chloe's back jams into the corner of the table while I fall face first into her chest. Not exactly the way I'd hoped to experience feeling her breasts against my face for the first time. She groans in pain but thankfully laughs at the same time.

“You are falling, aren’t you?” She closed her eyes and nodded. “I can’t…bhe. I can’t,” she whispered. “But damn it! Why does he have to be like that? The memories, the way he is now…I cannot fall, but shet…I am,” she opened her eyes and looked at Megan before adding, “and I don’t know what to do.” Megan crawled to her end and hugged her. Serena put her head on her shoulder and took a deep breath. “So many things had been happening, I cannot process everything all at once. Then this stupid heart of mine decided to fall for him.”

"In fact, I met someone last night. His name is Jake." Amber gripped the steering wheel somewhat tighter. She took a bend, turning the car into another street. "You met—okay, new rules. No more boy talks." Vanessa scoffed. "New rules?" "Yeah, my car roof, my rules." Vanessa pouted her lips and turned to look out the window. She rested her head on the glass, as she tried to shake off the regret building up in her—regret that she left her store in the first place. Amber was exhausting—it was her only flaw. Actually, Vanessa found most people exhausting. But Amber was the only one who still bothered to check up on her—the only one she could never shake off.

Maybe this one time I will allow myself to fall, because I know, without a doubt, Winter will catch me when I fall. ***

I knew that I could die if I decided to slide down… But I would definitely die if I stayed here and waited for Dominique's man to shoot me. I pushed myself off the metal plates and slid down head-first. A scream broke through my throat as I fell, going faster and faster… My world went black. *** I woke up in almost absolute darkness. I was lying on my stomach. My body was pressed against the smooth metal surface of the ventilation tunnel. The long slide must have smoothened along the way, slowing down my fall and then halting me in this odd position where my head lay on the nearly flat part of the tunnel and my feet remained higher. I tried lifting myself to my hands and knees, and the pain

"Make her fall in love with you and then tell her it's a bet when she has fallen for you." The rest at the table waited for my response. "Well, I accept it. I will make her fall for me." I agreed. "But don't you ever fall in love with her." Brandon warned. "I won't, it isn't the first time we are betting, anyways." I smirked at him. I never lose a bet, the guys know that. And this one will be the same.

HalleVille Central library: Layla Darman Nathan Lee Lucian Archer Violet Ryder My phone fell from my hands on seeing the list. I can't go there! Not the library, please! Why will I be assigned to the library right after praying against it? "Oh my! The screen is broken". Layla picked up the damaged device and gave it to me. "My hand slipped". I took the phone and slipped it into my bag, guess I need a new one. "What's wrong? You look pale."

I try to ignore the way my stomach drops when I find out who the text is from. NAN NAN: Something came up. Can’t come tonight. ME: Is everything alright? Unlike me, Nancy loves her study sessions because she’s a nerd with the need to constantly help me improve my CGPA. Which is a solid four point twenty by the way. NAN NAN: Yeah, just have a headache. I’ll see you tomorrow. Once I’m sure Nancy’s going to be alright, I find my way to the living room where I try to get a crack on an assignment which is due tomorrow, the background sound of some random adult animation Theo has on my only source of entertainment.

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.