Fallen Crest High Novels & Stories

After all, Leo was one of the more popular students on campus. "Drink some water," Archer said, twisting the cap open on a water bottle before placing it in Leo's open hands. Leo grinned and asked, "I was great, wasn't I?" Archer naturally reached out toward him and wiped Leo's sweat away with the back of his hand. "You were superb. Youngsters like you are always full of energy." Leo felt stunned. Suddenly, he wasn't sure why his heart was beating so quickly anymore—whether it was because of the match earlier or because of his crush who was standing right before him.

CHAPTER 1 The new girl rides in on wheels Freshman Year – Lakeside High School, Hot Springs, AR Fall Semester, August 26 2025 – First Day The mist didn’t chase me from Nashville. It was already here, curled around the Rams marquee like it had been waiting three years for the right set of lungs to breathe it in. Mom’s old Tahoe coughed to a stop in the drop-off loop. “First day of high school, Celeste Valentina Morau. Try not to break any hearts before lunch.”

“Does it… does it still exist?” Kyle’s face clouded over. “No, Ava,” he said quietly. “Mooncrest is no more. It’s now…Bloodcrest.” The name sent a shiver down my spine. Bloodcrest. It sounded harsh, brutal, a stark contrast to the image of the peaceful, joyful pack Kyle had described. What had happened? What had transformed Mooncrest into Bloodcrest? The questions piled up, each one adding to the growing sense of unease that settled in my stomach.

Jaz POV The Moon Valley Pack is located a few miles from the Pacific Ocean and between two large mountains that separate us from the rest of the world. When you sit on the cliff that is not too far from the pack. You can see the Ocean and then you can look up and see the moon. I came across the cliff when I was 17 while on my nightly run at 11. Ever since Alpha Jax, Bata James, and Sam found me they brought me back to the pack. They gave me 2 weeks to heal and pass every test that the doctors gave to me. Then they began training me to be the best of the best. Fist they wanted to learn everything about me. From where I came from, what happened to me and of course I could tell them anything be

He followed the footprints to get to Eren. “You won't be able to run away from me Eren! You know what my special ability is right?!” shouted Jacob trying to intimidate Eren. With his special powers, Jacob tries to chase after Eren. He ran very fast and almost caught up with Eren who was walking in the thick grass. "Got you, Eren!" said Jacob as he continued to run fast. When he got very close to Eren, suddenly... "Brakkk!" Jacob fell so hard he rolled over. The gun he was carrying fell somewhere.

“I can't. The history of that town is terrifying! Have you heard about the old lady who was hanged? The residents of the town claim she is still alive and that her spirit haunts the streets.” I exclaimed, then became lost in my thoughts. Crest Fall is a place rich with deadly histories and natural wonders. I once overheard that a high school student perpetrated a slaughter in a church before killing himself. How would a sixteen-year-old girl who simply wants to have fun deal with all of this? "Gosh, Becca, down to earth," my mother called out, pulling me back to reality. "I said we're 50 kilometers from Crest Falls," she muttered as I stretched my hands out the window, feeling the chill in t

Her faith was already shattered, but now for sure it was eternally broken. Jasmine sat on her bed knees up in the silence staring blankly at the wall, drinking tequila straight out the bottle. Replay of her falling down the stairs and seeing Chelsea’s spirit lead her to her own battered and bruised body, seeing her face, knowing she failed. In her mind Chelsea was blaming her, walking zombielike towards her, hands out pointing at her. It was only in her head, but Jasmine covered her eyes by hiding her forehead in her knees rocking back and forth.

The cops who showed up were just as shocked and ended up rushing both of them to the hospital. Watching Zack writhe in agony sent shivers down my spine. If I had been the one targeted by the backlash, I would be the one on that ambulance stretcher right then. The chat in the live stream went totally wild. [What in the world is happening? Weren't they supposed to get rid of the evil vibes from Wren? Now it looks like Zack's the one who's cursed.] [Did anyone else catch that? Joanna's bleeding, but Zack's the one screaming in pain. Did Joanna somehow pass her injury onto him?]

~.NOVA.~ Under the moon's watchful gaze, we had on the grass hidden from the tributes we saw earlier. Suddenly, a distant sound reached our ears—a haunting melody that echoed through the night. We exchanged wary glances, recognizing the tune as a signature of the Hunger Games organizers. "It's the anthem," Horia whispered, her voice tinged with dread. "They're showing the fallen tributes." We looked up at the sky. There, illuminated by the moonlight, were the faces of the fallen tributes, their images projected like ghostly apparitions.

• 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