Downfall Novels & Stories

The seismic shockwave rips through the geothermal vault with terrifying violence, turning ancient basalt columns into pulverized gravel and sending massive slabs of masonry crashing down around us like a collapsing house of cards. We are trapped in a race against time, desperately trying to outrun a collapsing tomb that threatens to bury our history, our reclaimed treasure, and our future in a single, unyielding grave. The ground beneath our feet heaves and fractures, making it nearly impossible to maintain our footing as the very foundations of the Starfall Dominion tear themselves apart. Amidst the roaring thunder of the cave-in and the blinding clouds of soot that choke the air, survival

Arguments appeared. Division emerged. Fear spread. Knowledge once shared freely became restricted. Trust deteriorated. The decline unfolded step by step. Not through a single catastrophe. But through countless small choices. The pattern reminded Aria of something Orion had said earlier. Most civilizations did not collapse suddenly. They died gradually. The mountain was showing them exactly how. Hours seemed to pass as they journeyed deeper into the First Throne. The structure appeared endless. New halls connected to older chambers. Ancient bridges crossed enormous interior canyons. Convergence currents flowed through every level.

The day I went to meet my online boyfriend, Liam Hayes, in person, two of them showed up. One walked past me with my best friend holding his arm. "Weren't you supposed to meet someone else today? Why did you come to spend time with me instead?" "No one important. I didn’t feel like going." The other kept sending messages to my phone: "I'm sorry I'm late. Are you upset? Where are you? I don't see you." My fingertips went cold. I snapped a photo of the man from behind and sent it. "Is this you?" A brief silence followed before he replied with a selfie. The man in the photo wore the white shirt we'd agreed on. His face was the same, but his jawline was a little more defined than that of the man

The door suddenly closed and she pushed me to the big hole and in an instant, I fell. I fall and fall like there is no end. “Aaaahh!!!” I shouted because of the never-ending fall. I saw her watching me fall with her cold eyes and emotionless face. I keep on falling like I was falling from a very tall building. The pressure is pulling me down. I don’t know where my falling ends but this is better than getting stuck in a place full of agony and hatred. I keep on falling and falling and falling…

“Do you think you’ll be able to cling to my back, Bell? Be honest. If you don’t feel up to it, I will find another way to get you down, but Saint and Slade are waiting at the bottom in case anything happens.” I didn’t particularly relish the idea of freefalling through the air, so I made sure I was positive in my capabilities before I answered, ensuring him I would be fine to ride piggyback style down. My injuries weren’t easily suppressed, but I was able to shove aside the ache for a little longer as Silas stooped down to let me scramble up on his back. Awkwardly, I fumbled in the darkness, practically groping him as I felt for where he was at in front of me.

said Professor Alex pleasantly. “I will announce something important to all of us. But first I will explain our current situation. You must know that the world is getting out of control. Last night, I chatted with a board member from the Hope organization. They think that if the world will collapse soon and within two months, seventy percent of the human population will become terrible creatures due to the 'S' virus,” said Professor Alex in a serious tone. All members of the Jaguar team listened carefully to Professor Alex's words.

“Now you’ve fallen—you’ve lost everything you were meant to be—just because of me!” He pulled back just enough to look me in the eyes, his gaze full of love and quiet certainty. “Haven’t I fallen hard enough? Long before I lost my wings… I had already fallen completely for you. And that fall was far deeper, far more real, and far more permanent than anything else I could ever experience.”

XXV –Descent . . . Descent (noun): it can be an action of moving downward, dropping, or falling… or it could be a moral, a social or psychological decline into a specified undesirable state . . . PROSERPINA: Before she and Alastor can go shopping later–does this count as a date?–Proserpina had fully intended to leave the house not too far or for long seeing as she no longer felt that secure ever since they’ve been attacked there) when she returned to the shadows to rest.

I want to ask that but I can't do it for fear that I don't know the reason. “He's here Mr. Donal Break "Ma'am Miles said with a bow so I immediately bowed. Even though I have no idea about this person I know he is difficult to deal with. “You may go” only man's answer or should I say Donald. Ma'am Miles didn't speak and she still bowed before she turned her back on Donald, I look at her and when our eyes meet you can see with her that she is apologizing. What the hell? what kind of situation did myself get into !?.

I didn't have a room. "Skylar!" Hearing his voice had my heart racing with fear, I walked down the stairs to meet him in the hallway. There was a door under the stairs, probably to the basement which is where they made me sleep last time. My step-father stood there with the door open. Suddenly he shoved me and I slipped, falling down each step. Rolo barked and growled at him, earning a kick for himself before he too got locked in the basement with me. I swear I heard him lock it with a key. There were three lights down here, they were fairly dim, the floor had been carpeted thankfully, a single mattress lay in one corner of the room no bedframe, a dog bed next to it with the dogs food and wa