Falling Apart Book Novels & Stories

she said defeatedly while Jules quited down. "Falling game is a couple game. You need to actt like a real couple. Where a man chooses his partner among the participants, only days are given in the game. There are activities and attendance. There is a punishment for those who are not active or caynt follow the rules. The price is high but that game is very dangerous. They give letters to the people they choose to participate in ", she explains almost whispering to me. "I think they started giving the letters yesterday in the lockers", Jules inserts.

Sabrina exclaimed but to be honest, there was nothing she could do , the only person brave enough to stop this was Sebastian . "How dare you go against me, get yourself ready because very soon, you will move to the Red Moon mansion" . " But fa… " before she could finish her words, Sir Gabriel left the lady who was drenched in tears, she was just twenty years old just like me. ' What will people in college say, they will probably laugh at me that I was sold off to an alpha because of an alliance ' this was what had been ringing in her head, she was only worried because of her social status and the high possibility that she might drop out from school if such happened.

My phone rang and after seeing the caller, I picked up right away. Ares Anderson I thought my break up with Madeline was the worse thing that happened to me but I was wrong. Athena tore me into pieces and there's no way that I'm able to move on with life. She took a piece of me with her along with my soul. I was going insane. I became an alcohol addict in one night and I didn't even bother to go to work. My parents and grandma were so worried for me. I laughed all day repeating what she said.

The Breaking Point The world stopped. Completely. Utterly. Stopped. “No…” I whispered. My voice wasn’t even mine anymore. “No… my mother is dead…” She shook her head slowly. “No. You were made to believe that.” My chest felt like it was collapsing. “You left me…” Her expression didn’t change. “I protected you.” Everything Falls Apart “Protected me?” I snapped, my voice breaking into pieces. “By leaving me alone? By letting me suffer? By letting all of this happen to me?”

Its leg—three encyclopedias and a stack of law codes—collapsed, volumes spilling out like broken bricks. The whole massive construct listed, staggering. For a heartbeat, it managed to stay up, swaying on one remaining “leg” and a column of sagging paperbacks. Then its entire spine—built from thick, ancient tomes—shuddered and split. The stack opened like a dropped accordion. In the gap where those books had fused, in the hollow suddenly exposed, something else became visible. Not more shelves. Not ink. A rift. An oblong, vertical cut in reality, hanging just above the drift of paper inside the monster’s broken back.

I looked back at the woman, but I couldn’t see her anymore. The walls around us began to crumble, pieces falling to the ground with loud crashes. The dining table shook violently, and I tried to stand, but my legs felt like they were sinking into the floor. Everything was falling apart, like it always did. The happiness, the comfort, it was all slipping through my fingers, turning to dust before I could hold onto it.

“You think you're so special—” "No. I think I'm done letting people like you make me feel small.” My voice doesn't shake or break as I cut her off. “So if you want to gloat about winning Knox back? Go ahead. But don't expect me to fall apart over it. I'm done falling apart.” The lie burns. Everything inside me is falling apart. The ache in my chest is unbearable. My hands are shaking. My heart feels like it's being ripped to pieces all over again.

My hands were flat on the surface in front of me. Then something inside me broke. Not cracked. Not fractured. Broke. Completely. Catastrophically. Like a dam that had been holding back an ocean for months finally giving way. I stood up and grabbed the edge of the desk. I flipped it. The massive oak structure crashed onto its side and sent papers and maps and pens scattering across the floor. The lamp shattered. Glass exploded across the stone. I grabbed the bookshelf next. Ripped it from the wall. Books rained down around me. Their pages fluttered like wounded birds.

The old man just sighed, he absolutely couldn't scold this kid. "Soon... Something's going to fall," Gail said. Sure enough, after Gail finished his words, the pile of books in the corner of the room fell. Gail smiled widely holding back a laugh. Even though he knew this would happen but still, it was ridiculous. "Ah...!" yelled the man as his books fell. After standing back up, he then looked at Gail and said, "Please tidy this up, Gail." #to be continued in Chapter 18.2 - Decision

At the same time, thanks to Ashton’s rough movements, it splashed all over my face and into my eyes. Then, remembering the baby inside me, I panicked. I tried to pull away, waving my hands to get him to stop. However, in my haste, I tripped on something behind me and fell hard onto the cold marble floor of the private room. A sharp pain shot through my abdomen, and I cradled my stomach, screaming in agony. Ashton’s face showed a flicker of concern as he reached out to help me, but he said dismissively, “It’s just a fall. You’ll be fine.”