Drama Falling Novels & Stories

“It's too late. It's too late for me.” “Fine! Fine!” Vincenzo yelled, his voice broken. “I'll do it! I'll make Antonio the next Don! I'll do whatever you want! Just please, don't jump! Please, Madonna! Don't jump!” “I…” Madonna was saying, her body leaning forward, when she let her hand slip from the railing and she fell into the river. Her phone fell to the ground, but the call was still connected. Vincenzo heard the gasps of the crowd, the horror in their voices, the sudden realization that she had jumped. “No!” Vincenzo yelled. “Madonna! No! No, I lost Stella! I can't lose you too!”

the director shouted, clearly agitated. Marissa, the actress who played her rival, was still simmering from their earlier exchange. The tension had been mounting between them for weeks, and Olivia could feel Marissa’s irritation radiating off her like heat from a flame. It was no secret that Marissa wanted Olivia to fail; she had made it abundantly clear during rehearsals.

DIMITRI In slow motion, I watched her fall. Again. Although I was standing at the wrong angle, I somehow managed to see the realization in her eyes, the realization that she would not be able to save herself. The sound of her head hitting the steps made me feel like something inside was breaking. And then the blood began to pool all around her. Against the law of physics, it came up the stairs. It got higher and then someone was shaking me, shaking me insistently, demanding my attention-

*loading* "Ella your highness. no I am sorry I did not mean you are a royalty but maybe oh shut up Ella. For fudge sake!" Confirmed my brain is getting haywire and overloaded.. For the 3rd time I hear someone gasp. "For fudge sake!" I look at the men and staff behind him "Are you having an asthma or panic attack or something? Because there is a clinic on the 5th floor you can have a check up or nebulize or something" I saw the side of the eyes of the Fallen angel crinkled in amusement I hope. He is so close. I might hyperventilate in this close proximity. Just one more step our noses might touch.

She was also unsure if Harrison felt the same way about her. One day, after work, they went out for drinks to celebrate their success. As the night went on and the alcohol flowed, Harrison and Emily, found themselves sharing more personal stories and talking about their hopes and dreams. In a moment of boldness, Harrison took Emily's hand and looked into her eyes. "I know this might be risky, but I have to tell you...I'm falling for you, Emily. I don't want to risk our friendship, but I can't ignore my feelings anymore."

excited. What is wrong with me? Am I broken? The only thing my head was yelling at me to do now was run. I let out a cry and turned to flee. I got halfway and then collided with a hard surface. I fell. Hard. I started to tremble so hard, I thought I was having a seizure. That was a body. Someone was there, I could bet my life on it. "Are you scared, my love?" A deep voice said from the dark and I raised a shaky hand to my mouth.

First I wobble on my feet when I try to reach higher and grab the tampon which of course makes me lose balance, I try to keep myself from falling by holding onto the woman’s shoulders but that is an even more terrible idea because she obviously hates me and wants me off her body as soon as possible. I know this because she pushes my hand away which has me reeling back. But I’m not one to give up so easily so I grab her shirt and we both tumble down to the ground. It would have been fine if our encounter ended her but of course not, I don’t have such good luck. The woman had unfortunately tried to grab the shelf to avoid falling down but like me she had failed and only sent all the tampons on

“Thanks. And you’re right. It’s high time I moved on.” “Hey, maybe I should come over to your house this night and we can watch a movie together or something. Anything. Just…to distract you from this whole drama.” Vanessa considered it for a moment. Amber was thrilling, and motivating, and daring, and was the closest thing Vanessa had to a sister. Perhaps, a night with Amber was exactly what she needed, but it wasn’t what she wanted. “Uhm, I think I’ll rather be alone tonight and sleep early.”

He steps like trying to convince him, but the Dioxin takes in effect. Altos' grip loosens as his heavy body and frail feet makes him outbalance. He falls from the overpass. His head cracked open on the cold highway as his blood ran through the asphalt road in the late night. Don Angelito acts like he is confused about why he falls from the bridge when the security camera is in his direction. However, his body is quivering, but his mind is celebrating! He runs towards the other side, avoiding the camera, but someone is petrified when looking at him. Someone witnessed his crime!

I steadied my emotions, waited a few seconds, then finally spoke. "I had a dream. In that dream, you wanted to marry Barclay so badly that you begged me to steal your papers from your mom. But after the wedding, you weren't happy. You blamed everything on me, saying that I didn't stop you from getting married." Monica's brows tightened, and her eyes drifted away. "A-and then what happened?" I looked straight at her, my voice terrifyingly calm. "Then you stabbed me to death." The moment I finished, her eyes widened. "That's impossible! I killed Howard! Not you!"