Falling Game 소설 & 이야기

The game. Jessa Lombardi could not be your downfall.

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.

“Guys! Come join us! We’re about to play a game!” Ethan raised an eyebrow, a hint of mischief in his eyes. “A game?” Lily grinned, grabbing their hands. “Yes! It’s called Truth or Dare! The perfect way to break the ice!” Olivia exchanged a look with Ethan, a mix of apprehension and excitement flashing between them. “Alright, let’s do it,” Ethan said, a playful smile tugging at his lips. As they followed Lily to the center of the gathering, Olivia couldn’t help but feel a shift in the atmosphere. Laughter erupted around them as the game began, the awkward tension melting away with each round.

They didn’t say anything. They didn’t need to. They had fallen. They had broken. They had rebuilt. And now—they were still falling.

Some banners that are being lifted bear her full name with ‘winner’ attached to it. I focus on my opponent, too much distractions might cause me to lose my balance and fall. The rules of game is simple, anyone will falls or crosses on the red line that circles around the pit will lose the game automatically. Falling three times will also be counted as losing. Neymara and I will fight until one of us breaks the rules. It doesn’t matter if we take the whole day to fight. Although I do not intend to take long because after this, I will find my wolf with the help of Jared.

You make not falling for you harder. ****

BZZZ! Suddenly, Keagan found himself hurtling through the air, descending from the height of a three-story building toward a solid slab of concrete below. All he could anticipate was the painful impact that awaited him—bruises, broken bones, and aching limbs. To his astonishment, as he collided with the ground, it felt as though he had merely shifted in his sleep. He run his hands over his body in disbelief, searching for any signs of the fall. Yet, there were no marks, no indications of the tremendous impact he had just experienced. It was as if he had defied the laws of gravity and emerged unscathed. "What's going on?" he exclaimed, his voice filled with confusion. The augmented display ma

Girls, you can never understand them. "I'm Charity. The game is about to start. When the bottle points at you, you have to kiss the person at the other side of it, if you don't want to kiss the person, you take off a piece of clothing. And I mean, clothes not shoes, or jewelleries, they don't count! Have fun." The game started and so far, nobody had taken off their clothing yet. Everyone kissed whoever was on the other side of the bottle.

She shuddered slightly, recalling how his deep voice seemed to reach right through the phone and set her nerves on fire with forbidden need. The unmistakable sounds of him pleasuring himself while making such tempting promises nearly tore her apart. Isabelle squeezed her eyes shut, fighting against the mounting wave of confusing yearning. She couldn't allow herself to be undone by mere words and insinuations, no matter how seductively presented. This was simply a corporate deal to ensure the critical Saxon merger.

I start. “Maybe I can begin from day one, when I found you lost in the swimming arena. I saw this beautiful girl and I knew that I wanted you, that you were going to be mine. I honestly don’t know what it was about you but you grabbed my attention in a way that most girls weren’t able to tell” I tell her, being careful not to let Ari fall.