Falling Off The Cliff Book Novels & Stories

My chest was filled with relief, but my head screamed against the inconveniences. That seemed damn wrong. It was beautiful, profane, and gloomy... Like a trap for anyone who dared to jump from that cliff, causing a free fall to the merciless stones below. I confess to having considered the fall, judging by the sequence of sounds that reached me the next moment.

"Your ability to shift is a gift, Damon, but it needs to be honed. This cliff will be your first teacher. It will test your instincts, your reflexes, and your courage." I took a deep breath, absorbing his words. Doubt overcame me, yet this was not the time to be a baby. I stepped to the edge of the cliff, took a deep breath, and said, "Alright, I'm ready." A strong wind hit my face as I fell into nothingness. I tried hard to grab onto something, but I couldn't. I felt scared and didn't know what to think or do. It took me a couple of very short moments to understand that I was falling to my death.

But Era was a hybrid for a reason, she twisted mid-air, her claws digging into the loam, and propelled us forward with a grace I could only envy from the passenger seat of her mind. ‘Show-off,’ I grumbled, my heart finally restarting. ‘Better than face-planting in front of a bear-gecko,’ she mocked. Just then, salvation broke through the tree line. Nightcliff Falls roared ahead, a monstrous curtain of silver and wild white water crashing into the jagged rocks far below. The spray rose in a shimmering mist, catching the faint moonlight and turning the death-trap into something almost beautiful, if you could ignore the fact that we were about to jump off it.

“Aaaah!” Reiss instinctively screamed when she sensed herself falling. Cloucliff was fifty meters in height at the very least. Even if one were to survive the fall, one would be seriously injured. Adrian grabbed Reiss’ arms as their bodies were suspended in midair. Then, he exerted strength to fling her upward. Reiss crashed into the ground above while Adrian dropped straight down. “Adrian!” Reiss shouted as she lay on the ground. All of a sudden, a glint was seen emanating from the bottom of the cliff. In the next moment, Adrian had already risen into the air and landed steadily in front of Reiss.

🏔️ Chapter Sixteen: The Freefall and the Final Claim . ​The descent was an act of sheer, desperate madness, the cliff face above me still scarred and smoking from the magical detonation of the Null-Anchor. I had bought time, but the Iron Peaks fortress, built deep into the heart of the inhibiting rock, loomed below, a black, brutal cage in the paling light of dawn.

Wanting to entertain him even more, Bailey dug into the rope with extra force. I shouted with everything I had, hoping someone would hear me. Alas, the roaring wind was too loud. All I could do was slam myself against whatever parts of the wall I could reach, creating noise so the workers above would lower me further. It worked. Slowly, they lowered me toward the fifth floor. Unfortunately, by then, the safety rope had been cut so badly that it finally snapped in two. My body dropped instantly, just like a kite that had lost its string.

Below the cliff was water which seems more like a lake. The amazing terrain caught my attention therefore, I decided to check them out on my own. I never knew that I was about to make the biggest mistake in my life. Leah was at the other side of the area when I sneaked out, she was on a level ground where she had spotted some strange mushrooms. My inquisitiveness made me climb up the cliff. First, I was excited because I have found myself in a place where I thought I wouldn't be. I decided to explore a little more by taking a further step along the cliff. I never knew there was a slippery stone laying on the ground. Immediately after I stepped my foot on it, I fell off the cliff and the next

The wind instantly, took my breath away as I fully felt my feet leave the cliff and began to tumble downwards, a scream leaving my lips but my hands reaching out forward as though it was going to grasp something to save us. On our descent, my hands grasp something sticking out of one of the rocks and in that second, the will to live was never so strong in my life and throwing myself forward, I grasp whatever it was with both hands and hang onto it for dear life. I instantly, smashed into the rock of the cliff but in that moment, I didn’t care, I had stopped myself from falling.

I saw her face one last time, twisted with a sorrow so profound it was almost as painful as the fire in my chest. My balance was gone. The solid ground beneath my feet tilted wildly. I stumbled backward, my arms flailing uselessly at the empty night air. The edge of the cliff met my heel, and with a final, desperate gasp, I tumbled over. The roar of the water rose up to meet me, a thundering, all-consuming void, and I fell into the darkness…

I don’t know how long it’s been, but my ears are filled with countless desperate and unwilling screams, and I can even hear the frightening sound of bones cracking when someone falls on a rock. He can’t think about it in detail, for fear of not paying attention. As soon as his hand slipped, he became the next person to fall off the cliff. He searched for the fitting point of the stone wall again and again, and threw the iron hook in his hand again and again. He was as numb as a spider moving forward slowly. Don't know how long it took, the scorching sun disappeared, and the mountain and rock walls became cooler.