Fallen Book Novels & Stories

Her heart ached in ways words could not describe. She pressed her hand to her chest, feeling the rhythm of her pulse. The world had moved on. She had moved on. But her heart… her heart refused to. PART 2 WHEN SILENCE SPEAKS LOUDER THAN WORDS The library smelled of old paper and polished wood, a quiet refuge from the city outside. Maya traced her fingers along the spines of books, pretending she was lost in research, but she knew exactly who had entered moments ago. Ethan.

Instinctively, I clutched my belly, my voice barely a whisper. “Hospital… take me to the hospital.” Dario looked down at me, irritation clouding his eyes. “It’s just a fall. Is that really necessary? Get up. You’re not a child. Stop pretending to be so fragile.” But the pain kept getting worse. I couldn’t even form words anymore. Maybe it was the sweat pouring down my face, or the fact that I couldn’t raise my head, but for the first time, a flicker of panic flashed across Dario’s face.

I voiced out. "And whose fault was that?" she said glaring at me. Your psychotic mind, I mumbled beneath my breath, just then she decided to drop one of her crutches, she tried to make it look like an accident but failed miserably. She's going to be the death of me, mumbled before adding a string of curse words to the statement. I hurried over to her and supported her falling figure by putting my hand around her waist leading her to the nearest table. I ignore how right it felt to place my hand around her waist or how she seemed to fit perfectly in my arms every time I carry her. I went to pick up the fallen crutch and made my way back to her.

The necklace, still faintly glowing, felt heavy against her chest as if it, too, held secrets waiting to be uncovered. She made her way downstairs quietly, avoiding the bustling kitchen where Rose was likely preparing breakfast. Instead, she sought solace in the library, a sanctuary of knowledge and quiet contemplation within the main house. The shelves were lined with ancient tomes and volumes on supernatural lore, each holding a promise of insight into the world beyond human understanding. Andrea pulled out a dusty book on werewolf mythology, flipping through its pages in search of any mention of beings like her—half-human, half-something else.

You are one of a lucky person invited to participate in a FALLING GAME. GOLDEN RULE: ONCE YOU FALL, YOU LOSE. Rules: Exclusive for students of Oxford International School only. Any transferee or an exchange student must sign a contract to avoid ghosting or other problems. Don't kill other participants. You are allowed to harm anyone in the game but killing is a crime. No to inactive and have an absence issue. This is a couple game. Two absents are equal to removing in the game plus a punishment. Can do activities and attendance. Failure to comply means a punishment.

Ch-83 Before Orion could do something, he fell unconscious on his bed. People who came to ask his attention saw he was ‘sleeping’ and left. In Abigail’s chambers…. The woman who wore a red cloak and adorned the skeleton throne in the Witch Coven appeared out of thin air.

But at this moment, he realized that I was gone for good. My wings had long grown strong enough to shatter the cage he had built around me. “Irina…” he murmured. The madness in his eyes was replaced by regret that had come a little too late. I did not spare him another glance. Protected by Professor Lawson and the security officers, I left without looking back. Sunlight streamed through the shaded path and cast a long shadow behind me. This time, I had rewritten my life on my own.

Alexander The next day, I check in on Max, the new dungeon keeper. I verify with the pocket of Evelyn within me to make sure she’s asleep before I head down there. Max is reading a book on the new stool I brought down after shattering the last one in anger. His mind is calm, devoid of torturous thoughts like how I’d found Jonesy, so that’s good. He looks up from his book as I trot down the stone steps, smiling politely as he places his bookmark. “Good morning, Your Majesty.”

He worked in finance team. I wish I can help him more soon, I don't want him to work hard alone. Now, I'm working at a bookstore. I love it because I can enjoy while making money. My phone rang and it's Jenny. "Hey, where are you?" She asked as soon as I picked up the phone. "Come here now!" I heard Bella said. "I'll be there in a few minutes." I ended the call. I walked into my room to grab my keys, purse and my notes and pen. I walked out from the house and locked it.

The asphalt lifted up like a black ocean. Julian's body became solid again. He stumbled forward, catching the edge of the desk as the platform beneath them started to tilt. Julian yelled "Elara! The book is closing! The core is dumping everything into the world! We're falling back to the city!" The office chair slipped from under Elara as she slid down the wet desk. The laptop and keyboard slid past her plunging into a vortex of black water that had opened where the highway used to be. Elara did not let go of the journal. She held it to her chest as she fell backward into the dark, freezing void.