Drama Falling Novels & Stories

Seeing someone coming, Sisca instinctively softened her demeanor again, looking so frail that it was believable she would fall if the wind blew. Alessia frowned impatiently. If Sisca put this acting into her work, she might have won an award by now. Not wanting to waste any more time, she walked upstairs with the hot water kettle. As she passed by the woman, the woman suddenly fell without any warning. The woman fell down the stairs and collapsed at Sisca's feet. This time, Sisca was truly frightened. She took several steps back, her face pale, and screamed. Alessia hurried down and placed the hot water kettle on the ground before approaching to check on the woman.

And then I'm falling. To my very own ending.

) "Please...anyone! I've done nothing but fight and run my entire life if anyone's willing to give their time for mine I'll dedicate mine to theirs!" (She closes her eyes in desperation. Tears begin to stream down her face. Suddenly, a tan skinned hand resembling a perfect bronze is seen coming over the cliff.) Kimora: (Thinking to herself) "5... 6... 7... 8... how long have I been falling? Wait, how am I still alive?" (After falling for quite some time, Kimora blacks out as she roughly bounced off of something, lurching backwards and hitting her head, feeling it crunch underneath her weight as if flattening a board of some kind.)

Dust puffed into the air. I fell.

He was slipping into her heart. And she knew—if she wasn’t careful—she’d fall. Hard. The realization scared her. Because falling for him wasn’t just about crushes or fleeting attention. It was about losing herself again. About letting someone in. About risking everything she had worked so hard to protect. But the truth was… she wanted to. Even as she hated it. Even as she knew it was reckless. Even as her mind screamed for caution. Outside, the campus hummed with life. Students passed by, oblivious to the storm inside Nora’s chest. But inside, every pulse, every heartbeat, every breath reminded her that last night had changed everything.

And then the fall. Elena’s hands flew to her head as a sharp, blinding pain exploded behind her eyes. She screamed, the sound trapped inside her closed car, as images crashed through her mind like broken glass, George’s face twisted with guilt and anger, Victoria’s cruel satisfaction, the argument that had escalated, the push, the terrible moment of falling, the ground rushing up to meet her ….. “Stop, stop, stop!” Elena gasped, tears streaming down her face.

SOPHIA’S POV I slammed the dorm door behind me and dropped my bag on the floor. Darcy wasn’t there so I turned to look at my reflection in the mirror. My hair was messy, my eyes were puffy from stress and my brain was fried from classes that I had barely survived today. My chest felt heavy and my stomach twisted in knots. I failed a class… freaking failed it. Like seriously? How did I let this happen? I tried to focus today. I really did but my mind kept drifting and it was getting too much.

Deep enough that I will risk a fight and a cut and a thousand small erosions that, added together, will become my undoing. The descent is not sudden, It’s a slow slide down a slope made slick with smoke and promises. I feel myself falling while I smile and say, “I’m fine,” and believe it when Liora squeezes my fingers and tells me I look alive. Raven sees the changes. Matteo sees them. They don’t say the words that would save me: run, cut ties, stop. Maybe because they know I’d never listen. Maybe because they know my hunger is deeper than the fear of dying.

Using her warrior’s agility, she scaled the wall, steadying herself on the narrow ledge beneath the window. What she saw inside made her blood run cold. Lucian, holding Selena close... Lucian, brushing away her tears... Lucian, kissing Selena as if she were the only one in his world. A wave of rage, betrayal, and heartbreak crashed over Rina. Her grip faltered as emotion overtook her reason. The shock made her hands slip. With a gasp, she lost her balance and fell. --- The Fall The thud of her body hitting the ground echoed in the night. Pain shot through her left leg as it twisted beneath her. Gritting her teeth, she pushed herself up, ignoring the fire in her muscles.

I really felt like I would collapse any minute. Everything around me spun. The voices turned distant and muffled. All I could hear was the rushing sound of blood in my ears. Dr. Aldrich was at my side in an instant, holding me upright, guiding me toward the seat. His touch was firm but gentle, steady like an anchor. I let myself fall into it because, for one moment, I could not trust my legs to carry me anymore. Marylyn laughed cruelly. “Ooh, it is too soon to be shaken, don’t you think? I mean, the judgement day isn’t until tomorrow, and you are already fainting?”