Fall Into Void 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

comes a man’s voice from the door. “I am, don’t scare me like that,” I shout. I carefully walk through the maze of glass, but it's difficult. Very difficult. With every step, I wobble, and teeter, side to side, because the wooden floors are angry with me. The carpet doesn’t want to be my friend, and I fell to the floor, getting glass into my arm, and I cried out. Everything goes dark and I know why it was some bad sugar. It was spiked.

No, that wasn’t possible. The knock came again, and this time the void split. A seam opened, long and vertical, like a door cut into the fabric of nothingness. Light bled through the crack—not warm, not inviting. Predatory. Something pushed against the seam from the other side. Elaria stumbled back, but the void had no ground—only the memory of ground. Her foot fell through a dissolving memory of stone, sending her weight spiraling. She caught herself on a drifting shard of something that might once have been a window.

Her eyes went crimson as the pain flooded over her. She realized she had to flee from him as quickly as possible. Her instincts shouted for safety, pushing her to keep a safe distance from him. She noticed that the lift was not moving when she looked at the floor number. “Why…. why is this lift not moving”

“Something broke that agreement. Something was done, a long time ago by beings whose names have been lost, that wounded the void and changed its nature from a counterpart into a consuming darkness. It has been trying to complete its consumption ever since because it no longer knows how to be anything else.” Through the still open link, I felt the Joined listening through my consciousness. I felt Cassandra’s particular quality of attention become very focused, the way it did when she encountered something she had been looking for without knowing she was looking for it. “The true name,” I said slowly, “would let you communicate with it. With whatever the void was before it was broken.” “Yes.”

he whispered, so faintly that she could barely hear him. "Luna!" she shouted through freely-flowing tears. "I am here. We are here." Yet with that twitch of his hand reaching out toward her, the dark energy surged again, dragging him ever deeper down the abyss. The figure laughed soothed from the depths of a cavernous throat. "You may try," the voice of the figure echoed around the chamber. "But in the end, he'd be eaten in the Void; and when he is - everybody shall fall!" Before Luna could react, the ground opened, and they dropped soundlessly into the abyss.

The dead worlds. The endless loneliness buried beneath the city for centuries. The void wasn’t evil. It was abandoned. Pain slammed through my body violently. The darkness poured into me. The system screamed. “UNKNOWN FUSION DETECTED.” The sky cracked open above the city. And every wolf alive looked upward in horror— because something massive was rising behind me now. Something with glowing black wings. Then the void spoke using my voice. “Now,” it whispered softly, “they will fear us together.”

How can one person know all the right words? Vanessa sighed. What was she doing? "I really just got out of a relationship. I really shouldn't be doing this. I should be—” "Heartbroken?" His voice came out a little forced. Like he spat it with disgust, and in that moment, it was as though a different person had spoken. But then he cleared his throat and said, "When I met you, you didn't seem heartbroken. You seemed free."

It felt eternal. The sun dipped low, casting long shadows across the campus. They walked hand in hand, hearts lighter, spirits soaring. Their journey hadn’t been easy, but it had been theirs. Every kiss, every tear, every heartbreak had led to this: a love built on trust, forgiveness, and the courage to begin again. And as they reached the corner where it had all started, Nora whispered, “I never imagined falling could feel like this.” Jaden smiled, brushing a stray curl from her face. “Neither did I,” he admitted. “But now I can’t imagine anything else.”

Jasmine went flying into the basement falling down the stairs from the drawback force. Gabriel could sense she was in trouble and bit through the pain of lifting himself up. It was as if The Almighty himself was giving him strength because the Guild member holding him down looked worried as to how he was able to move him. A blast came from the corridor blasting through the walls as if a bomb exploded. The drawback knocked the Guild off of Gabriel then, causing him to worry for Jasmine.