Fall Novel Novels & Stories

"Just an Angel huh... "Well guess I'll be the only one being trained since he's just an angel because so am I, fallen angels are bad angels judged by god and sent to the human world to have another chance to be an angel, But I didn't have a choice, I didn't get to be good or bad and I was forgotten until I found YOU, I was invisible until I met YOU, but it seems I was just an angel to you huh?" Damien stuttered "T-that's not what I meant dammit, I-I-" I stopped him "It's fine I get that your mad... but that was too far" I turned my back to him and went out the cave entrance "Come on..." "Noah, the names Noah" "Come on Noah, you get to train me first" I saw Noah turn his head for a second the

Jacob replied. “Since we now know he was poisoned by wolfsbane, I will remain here and continue my research for a way to reverse its effects” Mike assured Jacob. Jacob thanked him as he left the library. He walked back straight to Lucien’s chamber and when he opened the door, he saw his mother,Thalia was already in the room with Lucien who was still lying on the bed. Thaila holding Lucien hands turned to Jacob who had just entered the room, Jacob saw lines of tears down Thaila cheeks and figured she had been crying for a while now.

I asked him curiously, and the look he gave me told me he loved my curiosity "I would take you around the world, and make every single body jealous that I have just a handsome husband" He kissed my nose, and it made me chuckle out "I'd love that" I told him with a smile on my face "You'll enjoy it" He reciprocated the smile back to me, and kissed my forehead and lips "I really love you!" I told him with all the emotions inside me bursting out, and his smile grew wider, cause he was able to read my feelings like linen "I really love you too" He told me, and it felt like music to my ears, and the best part was that I knew that this was just the beginning, the beginning of our happily ever afte

She asked as they left the apartment. “Well Xavier walked in smelling of what I believe you were drinking, some kind of alcohol, and walked into your room…” Jasmine immediately started to turn red as blood rushed to her cheeks and she started to become embarrassed. “No not that…how did you find Chase Fallon? Where did you go last night?” “I went to the beginning. The club that seemed to be the center of it all.” “You went to see Raina? The Temptress?” Jasmine turned to him around to look at her as she was ready to fuss.

" The next day, after so many attempts of teasing Elizabeth, Stan finally came to inform him that it was time to visit his father. He cursed, he was using up the time meant for him and Elizabeth to be together on a totally unnecessary issue. He loved how shy and naive she was when he asked her to kiss him and was surely going to make Gabriel's beta pay for putting his disgusting lips on his mate but first, he needed to sort things out with his father. He gave her another quick kiss before he left without any care. His beta, Stan , who had a mischievous smirk on his face, was present. " Did you bring anything about him? " . Sebastian asked immediately they stepped their feet outside of his ho

“I can’t. Not yet.” Hanna stared at Faline with questions in her grey eyes but said nothing in reply. ~O~O~O~ WEEKS passed by, the forest leaves slowly turning from summer green to the nostalgic reds and vibrant oranges of autumn. Soft rays of afternoon sunlight drifted through the window of Hanna’s house, shining light on floating dust motes. Faline sat at the table with the mortar and pestle, grinding seeds as the elderly woman had shown her. The female Knight shifted uncomfortably, her back seemingly ever aching and stomach itching. With a yawn, Faline set the pestle on the table and absentmindedly scratched the itch. Her fingers were quickly greeted with a kick. She winced, more from the

I stopped crying after several hours and JD stayed with me the whole time. Before long, the day finally ended. This marked the end of whatever illusion I had of ever being with Adrian and the end of The Decadence of The Fallen as well. We were a band no more after that and the girl who once fell for the "Ice Prince" had given up on trying to melt his frozen heart.

“The only thing that scares me… is not being close enough if someone tries to take you.” Her stomach tightened, both in fear and something warmer, deeper, more dangerous. “Get dressed,” he murmured. “I’ll be waiting.” ****** The gala was held in the Crestfallen Hotel. A towering marble fortress lit with white stone columns that stretched into the sky. Snow drifted in slow spirals, settling on the awnings and glowing under the lanterns. Lucian helped Elara from the car only after scanning the street with a careful, lethal precision. If anyone had ever looked at her with such wordless protectiveness, she didn’t remember it.

I didn't have a room. "Skylar!" Hearing his voice had my heart racing with fear, I walked down the stairs to meet him in the hallway. There was a door under the stairs, probably to the basement which is where they made me sleep last time. My step-father stood there with the door open. Suddenly he shoved me and I slipped, falling down each step. Rolo barked and growled at him, earning a kick for himself before he too got locked in the basement with me. I swear I heard him lock it with a key. There were three lights down here, they were fairly dim, the floor had been carpeted thankfully, a single mattress lay in one corner of the room no bedframe, a dog bed next to it with the dogs food and wa

“So?” Steve let the woman beside him fall silent. He does not tell Fiona the continuation of the story but lets the woman remember the incident at the Mariposa Hotel. However, Fiona remains upset if she only works in the company last night, is covered by reporters, and then returns to her apartment unit. She forgot the moment from getting off work until she was finally attacked by reporters. October is the height of autumn. Dry fallen maple leaves fill the streets, creating an aesthetic impression while carving out the momentum of joy and sorrow simultaneously. The raindrops were still falling, but not to the point of flooding the streets.