Fallen Crest Series Novels & Stories

Whilst i’ll tell them avout our departure. Kasumi gave nod and then leaving with the others and i’m going toward the prince to tell him about our departure. His expression is priceless when he saw me changed myself. I then flapped my wing and go after the others. On the dream we had before, the people from outside world that is us, are called Fallen by the people of this world. Because We are truth to our own desire untill we fall to depravity. I’ll made my dream became true on this fucked reincarnation setting. After i’m do e with the main mission. Destroying ‘that’ person.

Jules smiled and gestured me to go. As I walk my thoughts fly again. I also plan to visit mom in the hospital today because I’m sure her surgery is over. I quickly got to the locker room and quickly searched for my number. "2405, 2406, 2407,2408! Gotcha!" I smiled as I opened my locker but stopped suddenly when I saw an envelope in it. My hands shakingly reached for it. I open the letter wide-eyed. Good day Oxians! You are one of a lucky person invited to participate in a FALLING GAME.

“Now you’ve fallen—you’ve lost everything you were meant to be—just because of me!” He pulled back just enough to look me in the eyes, his gaze full of love and quiet certainty. “Haven’t I fallen hard enough? Long before I lost my wings… I had already fallen completely for you. And that fall was far deeper, far more real, and far more permanent than anything else I could ever experience.”

Damien was back from the horizon. He was standing at the edge of the site centre with Crest beside him. I stopped. Crest was standing on the original site. Looking at the ground. At the light pattern still moving through it. At whatever an Alpha who had operated inside the corrupted frequency for twenty years felt when he stood at the heart of the site that had produced the completion and found the ground beneath him doing something the corrupted frequency had not prepared him for. He looked up when I approached. At me. At the infant. At the warmth between us. His face did something. The expression I had been seeing all day in various forms. The rearrangement. Something fixed becoming unfixe

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?]

December brought the first snow. Thick, feathery flakes drifted from the sky to form a thin layer on my gravestone. I heard footsteps in the distance. They grew louder as the visitor approached. Marcus wiped the snow off my gravestone and placed a bouquet of dark red roses before it. Then, he got on his knees before my gravestone and lowered his head without saying anything. He remained like that for such a long time that the snow piled on his shoulders instead. Finally, he spoke. "Renee, I know you don't want to see me, but let me be selfish once more. I promise this is the last time I'll be here."

“What?” I nodded, tired all of a sudden. “Apparently, Crest lost his job after the wedding, disappeared, and now he’s been found dead. And because he insulted my dead mother, and I ‘might have motive’… Wallace thinks I did it.” Lucas pulled a chair in front of my desk and sat down. “That’s absurd. First of all, you barely knew about Crest since the wedding.” “Exactly,” I said. “But I did try to reach him after the wedding.”

I looked at him; I felt his gaze on me even though he was wearing glasses. "Do you work here?" I crossed my arms. He shook his head. "I see. Well, why are you here?" I was being too insistent. "Friends," he said. "I see. Well... what's your name?" "Spen." "Very well, Spen, I'm glad I met you; I would like to have someone familiar in this place." The elevator doors opened. He nodded as he left. I followed him and noticed he entered an office. I walked straight to the desk of a blonde girl.

I rolled of it the moment I needed them off my trail. Skilled, aren't I? I saw their shell-shocked faces with their jaws dropped to the floor and one of them took their phone and made a call. Most likely to be Martinez. Imagine how they would break the news 'oh yeah you know the girl you told us to trail, well she ran her car of a cliff so she's probably dead.' At least he would think so. Anyways, after one of them made the phone call they began returning to their cars. Now was the perfect time to strike. I pounced one of them from behind. Strangling him while the other two were talking to each other.

But with the exception of JD putting a gray cardigan on and Adrian wearing a black suit jacket over his shirt. I waited with bated breath as Adrian walked towards the microphone stand and held onto it with his right hand. "Hi. I'm Adrian and we are The Decadence of The Fallen," he said with a somber expression before turning to introduce the rest of his bandmates, "On lead is JD, Warren is on bass, and Bash on drums. Our first song is something I wrote a few months ago and it's entitled Tears In The Rain..." Bash then started setting the rhythm of the song with his sticks as JD played his guitar with Warren following his lead. After the short intro, Adrian began to sing.