Dramatic Fall Novels & Stories

His wings still out, tensed, and ready, the rest of us holding our weapons. He moved so fast I didn’t even see him. Sliding past the others as fluid as water going around rocks in a stream he came for me, I felt his arm snag my waist and my feet left the Earth. I heard Devon’s shots fire and Kenneth soared into the air in pursuit. Cassi let out a scream and I heard the others calling my name as we ascended, until they were just specks. Kenneth closing in, aiming his crossbow at Shamshiel’s wings, his purple wings beating as he tried desperately to keep up, his face contorted in anguish as he realized he would not be able to help me. In the blink of an eye Shamshiel closed his wings around us

"You're here, aren't you? What's going to happen to me?" Leo stepped closer to him, cornering Archer against the table. As he lowered his eyes, meeting Archer's gentle, smiling gaze, Leo felt the burning feeling in his chest intensify. However, he refused to lose to Archer. So, he took the wine glass and finished everything, spiked wine and all, with Archer's eyes on him. "Something terrible's about to happen," Leo said. "Aren't you going to run, Archie?" Archer shoved Leo aside. Leo immediately froze in place, not daring to turn around and watch Archer leave. The drug was starting to take effect on his body, but Leo's blood had already run cold.

"You're healthy as a horse. Who is this show for? It's pathetic. Honestly, looking at you makes me sick. You're not even half the woman Lily is." A tourist standing nearby could no longer wait on the sidelines. "Hey, buddy," he called out. "Your wife looks like she's actually in pain. Maybe you should call an ambulance?" Julian frowned, annoyed by the interference. He started to look down, actually checking on me for the first time, but before his eyes could focus, Lily let out a soft, dramatic gasp behind him. "Julian... I feel so dizzy..." As she spoke, she swayed, collapsing perfectly on cue. Julian moved like lightning, catching her before she hit the ground, his eyes wide with panic.

The glass did not break when she hit it. It bent. The strong crystal dome of the Sterling Technologies atrium bent down like a clear trampoline. It took the force of Elara's three-hundred-foot fall with an elastic groan that vibrated through her teeth. For a short time she was stuck on a web of white stress fractures. She was looking through the clear floor at the ninety-story drop below. Then the roof completely failed.

the nurse offered. Esme's legs gave away this time. She collapsed on the floor as tears started streaming down her cheeks in silent sobs. Her life shattered completely when she was struggling to piece together the broken parts. The loss of her father, whom she always loved and respecte,d is a huge blow to her.

My first instinct tells me to stand up and go to the fallen chandelier. Harris. I take a step. Mom. People are in panic, some are crying, some are grieving. It is such a mess that people are actually running around and they do not know what they should do. Harris might be there. My vision adjusts to the mess. As my view of the chandelier gets clearer, I see the unknowing bodies of dead people lying under it. Imagine, an almost 7 foot tall and around 10 meters wide in diameter crystal chandelier falling on a crowd of people dancing? That’s...

CHAPTER 193 – THE FALL I didn’t feel the floor disappear. One moment Damon’s hand was reaching for me, the next my body dropped straight through the opening like the chamber had swallowed me whole. Air rushed past my ears. I tried to scream but nothing came out. My arms flailed until they found nothing to grab. My chest burned from the force of the fall. My name echoed above me. “Ella” Damon’s voice. I twisted upward but all I saw was a shrinking circle of blue light high above. His silhouette leaned over the edge. His arm stretched down like he could pull me out of the air.

Standing in the dressing room, my hands fidgeting, thinking on whether I should escape or not. I was about to get married to my crush that every girl dreamt of marrying but there was a huge problem. I am just a replacement for his ex-lover and I thought he loved me but nope I was wrong. I regret every second I spent with him. taking a handful of my long wedding dress, I ran towards the escape plan and setup. There was a cab waiting for me outside but a few blocks away. I ran and ran till I reached the cab, not looking back. time to change everything and make this one die.

The manic laugh abruptly choked off, replaced by a suffocating, violent wave of agony. Damian swung his arm with vicious, terrifying force. He hurled the crystal whiskey bottle across the room. It smashed against the edge of the marble staircase with an explosive, deafening crack. Amber liquid and razor-sharp shards rained down over the pristine white steps, bleeding into the expensive rugs. The violent expenditure of energy seemed to sever the last remaining strings holding him upright. His knees simply gave out. The invincible, untouchable Damian Cross collapsed. He fell back, landing heavily on the edge of the plush living room sofa, his broad shoulders caving inward.

I hold my stomach and close my eyes, my head was pounding and I could hear my heart in my ears, i heave as more bile rises up my throat so I grab my mouth and stand up “Shit are you ok?“ Drake asks as I wobble on my feet, the world around me starts to move, leaving my head light as I try to see drake through the madness but as I step towards him my body goes limp and I fall passing out onto the floor. ——————