Falling Off The Cliff Book Novels & Stories

They had to escape before it collapsed entirely. Cliffhanger: As the walls of the fortress began to cave in, the Gaia clan raced against time to find an exit. The ground shook beneath their feet, and debris fell from above. Just as they spotted a way out, a massive piece of the ceiling began to fall directly towards them, threatening to trap them inside forever.

Before she could utter a word, she was shoved over by a forceful push. Winky charged in, clutching her, and all three figures, two adults and one child, fell off the cliff together. Flora's eyes filled with tears in an instant. She ran to the edge of the cliff, looking down into the yawning abyss with no end in sight, a wave of terror rising within her. Her son, her not-yet-ten-year-old son, had... just fallen down there.

With my mind made up, I step off the cliff's edge, and my body feels weightless for a moment before I feel myself start to fall. I feel Divina’s familiar mental touch brushing against my mind, and it brings me out of my grief induced delirium. She is reaching out to me and... Oh, fuck! What have I done?! I spin my body around and scramble to find purchase against the cliff face, but I keep falling. “Nox! Now would be a good time show your face!” I yell at him and feel the familiar sting of my nails turning into claws and I finally stop falling. “Thanks, buddy.” I tell him, only to get a disgusted snort as his response. I look up and realize I had fallen a good fifty feet and grit my teeth as

My Ana. Finally, we fall over the cliff together.

It happened too fast that all I knew was I was already falling from somewhere, and my butt landed on the hard ground, making me groan. "Shit! Someone fell off the cliff!" I heard a voice coming from above which caused me to realize what had happened. I fell off the cliff. Am I some kind of protagonist in a misfortunate story where my life revolves around how unlucky I am? "Are you alright?" My eyes widened as I could feel a hand on my arm. The voice was so familiar, but I couldn't distinguish who it was because of the darkness surrounding us. I squinted my eyes, trying to figure out who it was. Wait, no. There was only one familiar person with me before I fell off the cliff. I don't think I

“In your next life, don’t crave what doesn’t belong to you.” “Or cling to people you were never meant to stand beside.” Before I could react, a powerful shove struck my back. My feet left the ground. The world tilted. And I fell. The wind roared past my ears. My body dropped rapidly from the towering cliff. I didn’t scream. I didn’t struggle. I didn’t even try. What was the point? I was tired. So very tired. Perhaps this was the end. Perhaps now I could finally rest. Finally be free from this cruel world and the heartless people who inhabited it.

CHAPTER TWO Boy Meets Girl How many kids have to plunge down Suicide Cliff before #sheriffclueless blocks access to it...? #Governmentfails whenever we really need them... Forest Hills, the place kids go to die. — Tweet from Raven_Eye. No, I don’t know how I did it either. Call it an adrenaline rush or whatever — because I’m no track star — but it just happened. I literally leaped the distance between us and slid over to the edge to tackle him right before this gorgeous idiot jumped off the cliff. It was an honest-to-god miracle for both him and me.

She stumbled and fell forward. Right over the edge of the cliff.

“Say it, Lyrielle—say you’re with me, or I’ll toss you back off that cliff myself!” I glared up at him, my hands trembling but clenched into fists, nails digging into my palms until I felt the sting of blood. My voice shook with fury as I grew tired of him playing mind games with me. “You pushed me off that cliff!” I spat, the words dripping with loathing. I could still remember how it felt as I fell down the cliff—it was terrifying, and then my body was set on fire. He smirked and leaned closer again. “And yet here you are, breathing, whining—pathetic, clinging to life like a rat scrabbling in filth. You could have given up on life when I pushed you down the cliff.”

As long as she got the money, nothing else mattered. She was so engrossed in her greed that she did not notice a pair of hands reach out for her. She closed the suitcase and began to talk. “I’ll contact you next mon-” But Barbara never got to finish her words. Within a second, she was screaming in fright as Dahlia pushed her off the cliff to her doom. In slow motion, the suitcase flew out of Barbara’s hands and landed a few feet away. Dahlia watched as Barbara fell off the cliff, disappearing from view. Her eyes were blood red and her expression was cold without a hint of remorse.