Dramatic Fall Novels & Stories

Lyanna and the others began clamoring to fight to the death against Nehemiah. Rosalie and Whitney were at a loss. Should they still let them go to their deaths when they knew that there was no chance of winning? However, Lyanna and the others were right. The Dramonians could die at Nehemiah's hand at any moment. They couldn't bear to let the innocent Dramonians shed blood, either. Everyone was looking at Rosalie and Whitney, and the office was so silent that one could have heard a pin drop. There was another rumble as yet another bolt of lightning fell from the sky. As they watched from a distance, they saw that a huge, 50-story building in the northwest of Dramon had collapsed. Screams and

The sharp pain that travels through his ankle causes him to cry out. It isn't a twig that caused his fall, he has stumbled on a trap, and the metal was digging into his ankles painfully causing him to bleed, he attempts to stand up but it is all in vain as the giant is already in front of him. Despair looms in his heart. The impending feeling of doom stills his breath and he lets out a frightened pained whimper when the Alpha continue to tower him intimidatingly. Soral's anxious eyes meets his angry-looking darker ones.

It didn't move again. It had worked, just barely. As the adrenaline slowed from Rhae's success, her body started shaking violently. What started as a tremble, turned into a shake that blurred her vision. Her ears began to ring, her mind burned and sweat poured down her body. She lost her balance and slipped off the back of the Draekon, falling towards the earth.

Boom! The ground collapsed, causing everyone to lose their footing and fall downwards. "Aaaahhh!" Frightened screams echoed as they plummeted into the darkness below. Just when they thought they were about to hit the ground and fall to their death, Adrian shouted, "Calm down, guys!" Everyone did their best to slow their panicked breathing and regain their composure. They began to help each other slow their descent, and they managed to land safely on solid ground. But as soon as their feet touched the floor, they were overcome by a strong, foul odor.

The new intern had a habit of calling my husband "Daddy." "Daddy, I am having the worst luck today. Could you please go buy me some feminine products?" "Daddy, I cannot get the zipper on my dress unstuck. Can you help me?" "Daddy, why do you not have my hair tie around your wrist? I think you deserve a punishment. Wear two. Pink ones, okay?" I frowned as irritation simmered beneath the surface. My husband waved it off with a casual smile. "She is just being playful. Do not take it seriously. She is young and enjoying the novelty. She will get over it soon enough." I said nothing. I waited until the night of the company’s annual gala. She suddenly stumbled in front of everyone and fe

“I’LL KILL YOU—I SWEAR I’LL KILL YOU!” Everything blurred. Voices shouting. Hands pulling. Chaos erupting. Dre grabbed her. Trying to yank her off me. “LET HER GO!” he roared. But she didn’t. Her grip tightened. My scalp burned. My body weak. My balance is gone. I tried to steady myself, Tried to step back, But my foot slipped. And then Everything tilted. My body dropped. Forward. Fast. Uncontrolled. And the last thing I felt, was the hard floor rushing up As I fell— Straight onto my stomach.

She muttered. She huffed in annoyance and turned to go when she heard a scream. She immediately turned back and she saw it. The enormous chandelier in the middle of the hall had just fallen, while Sassy and Alpha Drake were still dancing.......in....the middle of the hall...

The event center was no longer a palace of glass and gold; it was a falling mountain. "Jane! Over here! Move!" I saw a silhouette moving through the swirling smoke. Daniel was staggering toward me, his face a mask of blood and soot, his wounded shoulder dragging low. He looked like a man who had crawled out of the deepest corner of hell just to find me. He grabbed my arm, his grip desperate, bruising, and grounded in a terrifying reality. "We have to move! The central core is failing! The whole floor is going to drop!" he roared over the sound of a falling support beam that shattered nearby.

"But the man... the man misses everything. You’re actively bleeding out, Luciano. Your lungs are filling with fluid. You have less than ten minutes before the pleural effusion stops your heart permanently. Do you want to die as a tragic failure in the dirt, or live forever as the 'Architect' of the new world?" Luciano staggered backward, his hand clutching his side with white-knuckled intensity. Every ounce of color vanished from his face, his breathing becoming a wet, rattling whistle that signaled internal structural failure. The simulation wasn't lying—the fourteen-story fall from the sky-bridge had done far more internal damage than his adrenaline had allowed him to feel. "Zara..." he ga

Falling as swiftly as someone would fall if they jumped out of an airplane without any parachute. Liana closed her eyes, this time very sure that it was her last moment. Just as her legs were about to crash on the ground, Liana found herself dangling. A close brush with death. Escaped by less than a hair's length. Draco held the back of her dress with his teeth. And with its sharpness, it was no surprise that the dress tore from the place and she fell on the ground, on her knees. Draco, Lucian and the others descended in front of her like gods coming down from the heavens without any wings.