Fall Novel Novels & Stories

"Yes. You don't plan on starving again just to avoid us right? Okay Okay we won't put you in an hypothetical situation again. Just come with us." Monroe's begging softened Roy's mood. The gardener's of Amaryllis cleared the campus paths with gusto—occasionally asking students to steer to another side. Of course, for the Director to love trees more than anything, the campus grounds were found covered with aged leaves by the time Autumn passes. "Hey Hey! Isn't that Taylor Shaman?" Monroe pulled Ken excitedly and gestured at a boy not more than one seventy five centimeters tall—unique platinum golden hair and dressed very fashionably.

Ethan: Text me when you fall asleep. She smiled faintly and replied. Maya: I will. She hesitated, then added: Maya: Thank you for today. He replied almost instantly. Ethan: Always. She turned onto her side, clutching the pillow to her chest. Outside her window, the campus lights glowed steadily, unaware of the quiet wars being fought in bedrooms and backseats and unspoken choices. Maya fell asleep believing love was enough. Ethan stood outside his apartment, staring at another envelope tucked under his windshield wiper.

The day of Thanksgiving started off on a sour note. One of the staff had come into work after getting back from vacation the night before. They had worn scent blockers on vacation to keep from potentially meeting their mate. It was plain bad luck that Fallon ran into them as they were entering the estate. It was even worse luck that their scent blocker hadn’t yet worn off. Fallon had apparently mistaken them for a human and had them in tears with how vicious her line of questioning had become. I listened at the door, my ear pressed against it, as she shouted and screamed, her voice peaking with hysteria.

She leaned against the wall too close to where Jasper stood. “If I were writing this down,” she continued softly, “I’d probably say something dramatic like… I don’t know who I’m talking to. Or why. But it helps.” She swallowed. “….. And then there is my fine shyt,” she said suddenly. Jasper didn’t move. “He smelled so clean,” Fallon went on, eyes unfocused. “Not cologne. Just… or maybe cologne. But like rain, clean rain. Like he never stayed long enough for a scent to stick.”

"What's wrong with you, Natalie? I told you to confess, not ask Mia to take the fall for you." I shrugged and scoffed at him. "I'm pretty sure the truth will come to light once the autopsy report is ready." Mia was fuming. "Alright, then. I tried to help you, Natalie. Since you're being ungrateful, I guess you'll just have to suffer the consequences of your actions," David spat. Until the results of the autopsy were released, there was no telling who would truly suffer the consequences of Max's death. … Two days later, everyone gathered at the police station once again.

I'm not going to take a drink, I'm not daft, and everyone is standing around, waiting for nothing. Any man in that room could have tried to kill me and now we are all congregating early to debate who had attempted it, the worst game of chicken I've ever played. We might as well let the poisoner into our storage of red honey. The first person to bite is Queen Selene herself. I hate it. She's bold and unwavering, resolute in her actions as she enters her court. Still, in her lovely sweater dress from earlier, she trapezes across the glittering floor, her hair trailing behind her, shoes clacking on the floor.

Alice felt tempted to say as if it was only natural to answer the vampire’s words at that moment, but Renriel just nodded. “As a human, it must be something natural to feel.” With his eyes raised to Kalias, he completed and said, “But it will be on two moons that things begin to change for you, won’t it, my dear... king?” The fallen king sighed, his eyes fixed on the window.

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

Nicole stood up from her seat, she walked over to Cyrus quietly, she placed her books in his front, she frowned when he did not acknowledge her presence, he seemed to be lost in thoughts. Nicole was extremely annoyed, somehow George always made her feel like a wallflower, he really did not have any interest in her, despite all her efforts. She picked up a book on his table in annoyance and slammed it back down. He might be the most brilliant boy in the school, but he was really slow when it comes to knowing people’s feelings

Summer Nollan "Juliet, come here." "Juliet, please try this." "Juliet, do you like mangoes?" "The steak is ready, Juliet." I don't know how many times that day that my name being called around. They're all so nice and I felt so overwhelmed. Wesley tried to help me from it but in the end, he was the one who got frustrated. They asked me to eat steaks, cakes, fruits, caviars, cheese and lots of other things. It felt weird to me being called Juliet too instead of Summer.