Fallen Review Book Novels & Stories

no, I arranged his bed again that I had scattered, cause no matter how mad I was for burning my project up, I still didn't wanted any fucking trouble when he was back, so that he wouldn't kill me out of anger for messing with his stuff, but as soon as am about to quietly return back to my own lane to wait innocently, and yell at that dickhead when he was back about why on earth he burnt my project up, my curious eyes, yes, the same eyes that would make him kill me, drifted to the side, and I see a black book placed perfectly on the side of his bed "I didn't even know he had something like this, but it must have fell from under his pillow" I told myself as I picked it up to return it back to

We should have more books about the Prime Omegas! I should try and find him, ask him about the book he has. It was different than the rest; plain, worn-down covers, regular-sized, and it looked as if it contained no more than 10 pages. Yet the contents, the story inside it was worth more than it looks. It was one worth remembering! I sighed, bracing my hands on the edge pf Councilman Marcus' bed, and clenched my eyes shut. My heart shattering upon seeing my Zannie fall down in tears.

It lands with a dull thud and kicks up a puff of dust. My heart stutters. A flicker of movement catches my eye—and for a split second, a translucent figure flickers out of the air like static on a broken screen. Sally. “Sally?” I whisper. “Did you guys see that?” Celeste points at the fallen book. “if you mean the book falling spontaneously from the shelf—then yeah. Yeah, we did.” “It was her,” I say, already moving toward the shelf the book fell from. “She showed me where.”

My eyes stung with a fresh wave of tears. I coughed sharply, tasting metal in my mouth. That’s right. I chuckled bitterly. I was stabbed. “You don’t look okay,” Mason panicked, his worried expression filling my view. “Yeah?” I smiled softly. Katherine moved. Alpha Black moved— And so did I. I fell. My vision went black. A/N Did you guys check out my new book? What do you think?! Also, wanted to thank you guys once again for your support. I truly appreciate it.

My body dropped instantly, just like a kite that had lost its string. The wind screamed in my ears as I fell. Faintly, I could still hear the manic laughter coming from the twelfth floor. The overwhelming weightlessness wiped out every thought in my mind. Then, my body crashed into the ground with a violent impact. It felt like every bone in me shattered at once. Pain shot through me like sharp knives, spreading from my right leg throughout my entire body. I could feel the bone in my right leg break. The agony was so intense that I couldn’t stop myself from groaning. Sweat and tears poured out uncontrollably, soaking my clothes in seconds.

“I know you don’t belong here. Not because you’re not beautiful enough or wealthy enough. But because you’re convinced you don’t deserve to be here. People who feel they deserve things don’t carry themselves the way you do.” Maya stepped forward. “Okay, mystery man. That’s enough amateur psychology for one night.” He ignored her completely. His focus remained locked on me. “I’m curious what happened to make someone so thoroughly diminished. Public scandal? Professional failure? Betrayal?” “All of the above,” I said before I could stop myself. The martinis had loosened my tongue. Something flickered in his expression. Interest, maybe. Or satisfaction. “Interesting.” “What’s interesting?” I de

Nothing None of them had what I was looking for. They all seemed too clean and perfect. My jaw got tightened in frustration. Then— Something shifted. Not in the room but in me. I felt a faint pull, almost instictive. I turned around without thinking about it and as I did a big book fell out of a lower shelf onto revealing others behind it I criuched down tracing my finger on the spine of a small worn joural. The leather cover was worn out, no title or sigils, on the book either.

I couldn’t. Instead I stared at the floor, my grip tightening on my books. “Thought so,” he said quietly. Another shove came as they walked past me while acting like they were trying to avoid dirt from staining their expensive shoes. Like I was trash. The memory hit so hard it almost felt like I was back there again, pressed against the lockers, heat in my face, laughter in my ears. I blinked and the bar came back into focus. No, I wasn’t that person anymore.

We begin swaying to the music as we keep glancing at each other. I have found my happiness and piece of mind even after a lot of struggles. Looking into Gabriel's eyes, I just know it that this is just the beginning of something bigger. I am happy to announce that FADED is a paid story on goodnovel with over 3K views. It honestly means a lit to me as a young writer. I urge you to continue supporting me by reading my other works on my profile. I will be dropping the synopsis and cover in some time. There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year.

There were only a couple of other kids that chose to read over the computers. I browsed the bookshelf searching for a book to read, my step-father set fire to all my books in the wheel barrow when he first moved in with us. I picked a book up from the shelf, my father had bought me it before he died, I was surprised to see it in a school library. The Darkest Minds. I found my way over to a comfy seat in the corner of the room. Fishing out my glasses from my bag I made sure no one was looking before I put them on. "Hey." A boy interupted me three chapters in. "I'm Aaron." Peeking up from behind my book I saw a guy staring at me with a huge grin on his face. I had no idea how long he had been