Falling Novels & Stories

He tried to contort his frame to a role in which he should flip his head to look what changed into below him - or if there has been whatever below him. He should now unexpectedly see his legs. They had been growing, his toes like kites on his thin, wiry legs, slowly growing out in front of him, and above his head. There changed into his abdomen, splayed out beforehand of him. He changed into not being able to make out the rims of his waist due to the fluttering of his t-blouse withinside the wind, as he fell. The recognition had dawned. He should experience not anything beneath him. Even the air changed into nowhere. His arms had been flapping through his side. He felt the chest tightening,

She squinted her eyes. *gasp*... A person? Damn is that another? She asked as her eyes widened. She pointed at them in the sky. They were moving incredibly fast. She saw flashes of lights from the figures in the sky. A bright light was going from one towards the other while the other person dodged and raised a counter attack, sending a red beam of light. It was like watching a movie for Mia. Everything seemed so when she suddenly realized that they were fighting. Right above her head a fight was going on. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

Both of them fell. “A-ahh—”

He asked, his voice deepening. “Please, don't do this” I begged quietly, my voice failing. His glare hardened. “You have 5 seconds,” he threatened. My heart was pounding as the tears threatened to spill. “5” he counted. The tears had already started falling. “4” he continued. I shakily started pulling up my shirt and tossed it onto the bed when I was done. My hands went up to cover my bra. “3” his glare remained the same. Now full-on crying, I took off my jeans and tossed them onto the bed.

I heard a howl. That made me lose control and fall. I searched for my phone, which had fallen somewhere, but I couldn't find it. But I stopped cold when I saw something in front of me, close. I felt drops of blood fall on my hand, meaning the wolf's mouth was right above me. I froze, not moving, terrified. The wolf growled. I slowly raised my head, getting on my knees as best I could. This was the end; it was obvious this would be my last night. A tear rolled down my cheek. I was half sobbing but feared that the slightest movement or sound would make the wolf attack me.

First I wobble on my feet when I try to reach higher and grab the tampon which of course makes me lose balance, I try to keep myself from falling by holding onto the woman’s shoulders but that is an even more terrible idea because she obviously hates me and wants me off her body as soon as possible. I know this because she pushes my hand away which has me reeling back. But I’m not one to give up so easily so I grab her shirt and we both tumble down to the ground. It would have been fine if our encounter ended her but of course not, I don’t have such good luck. The woman had unfortunately tried to grab the shelf to avoid falling

He couldn't possibly have kept track of anything. "Eleven," Leo said, leaning close to Archer's ear. "We almost finished up a 12-pack box. Wanna guess where the 12th one is, hmm?" The cold aluminium foil was then pressed against Archer's lower stomach as Leo slowly inched it up his body.

“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.

Push. I feel a shove. I fall, losing my footing. Alex catches me mid-air, wraps me tight, and we crash down the stairs together. Roll. Hit. Scratch. Thud.

I was falling. And I didn’t know if I wanted to stop.