Fallen Aut Novels & Stories

Minister Coltain brings us front and center of the rebel group, directly across the prairie from Alexander. “You will surrender the crown,” Minister Coltain calls across the gap. “Never!” Alexander calls back. His voice is a comfort I hadn’t realized I spent so many days taking for granted. Then Minister Coltain pushes me off the horse. I let out a high-pitched, guttural cry as my good shoulder takes the brunt of the fall. I’m sure it’s better to have fallen on my less injured side than the casted one, but the only thing I can think about in this moment is the searing pain winding around my shoulder, radiating down to my fingertips and up to my temple.

he suggested optimistically. After several minutes of unsuccessful troubleshooting, William realized that they were unable to identify the problem with Vera's car. With a thoughtful expression, he turned to her and offered a solution. "Vera, it seems we can't fix the car right now. How about you gather your important belongings, and I'll take you to Mateo's runway show if that's where you were headed?" he suggested, his voice filled with concern.

His black feathers decreased gradually to his back. I could see the sword as its non-ordinary edge shines at his chest. "Am sorry Ajax, Go back to hell!" He said as he revokes his sword from his chest. Alex fell on the floor after he was finally released. Ajax rotted into gleaming beams as its harsh light moved into the Atmosphere. The disintegration was done before I could finally see the sword holder. "It was the director...Lucifer"

I loved the thrills that these kinds of things had on me. A car engine was coming in. It was time to leave. I got in the car and ran it into a lake and made my way home laughing at the image of him being shell shocked at my vandalism. I would pay to see that. I got to the porch and hopped on my motorbike to do a quick hit on Alessandro Mikane. A clever man but has no morals in any sort. This job pays me 300k. I would be a fool not to do it. I stood at the roof of the building and pulled the trigger on the gun. I saw a body drop down and screams everywhere.

He smiled. After meeting her, he started to smile more. Then his mind replayed something and his face lost the smile. His Nano was so wrong. How can a fragile, something so sacred be the reason of his downfall? He can't let his grandfather's words take over his head. She is worth every price, every risk. ******

“Not away from you. Just… time to process.” “You have it,” he said. “I need honesty,” I added. “You’ll get it.” “I need respect,” I said. “You deserve it.” “I need…” My voice faltered. “I need to know I’m not losing myself in this.” He stood up and came closer, stopping just a foot away. “You won’t,” he said firmly. “Not on my watch.” I wanted to believe him. I really did. But belief felt like something I’d have to rebuild from scratch.

But tonight, there was something different in his gaze: something softer, more vulnerable beneath the storm, a flicker of something I hadn’t seen before. “You made it,” he murmured, voice low and dangerous. “Even after everything… the fire, the lies, the obsession.” “I had to,” I whispered, breath catching. “I can’t stop. I… I’m already lost. Completely.” He stepped closer, heat radiating from him like a living thing. “Good,” he said, dark smirk curling. “Because some flames… aren’t meant to be tamed. And some hearts… aren’t meant to survive without surrender. And you… you’ve already surrendered everything.”

“You’re not the only one who knows how to fuck, Alpha Hugh.” He chuckled. “What happened to the innocent Autumn that I know? Your mouth…” he trailed off and stared at my mouth. Out of habit, I wetted my lips. Wrong move. Alpha Hugh grinned. “Quit being a pervert. Stop looking at my mouth.” “I wondered if they were really soft when I kissed them.” My breath hitched. Damn him! “If you’re looking for the young Autumn, well she died with her family. She died when the people whom she believed would not leave her left. So stop looking out for her. She will no longer return.”

• Vantae Keats: V is an eighteen-year-old boy who lives with his cousin and uncle. He has slightly wavy dark brown hair and prefers to keep a mullet. MBTI type: ENFP. He may be a recognized Extrovert, but this young man hates mingling with people. He's 179 cm tall (5'10 ft), weighing 62 kgs (139 lbs). Has one monolid and one double lid and a damn cute boxy smile. Favorite color: Grey. Zodiac: Capricorn. My boy hates coffee but is down for hot cocoa anytime. Vantae doesn't have the rock-hard abs like most protagonists but instead adorns a lean shape. He's brave and strong with a fighting spirit. With no parents to shield him, he was brought up by his cousin, Asa. Not to forget his best friend

I want to make sure you’re safe because of my background whoever is around me is always in danger from my past. Your mate Jaz