Falling Off The Cliff Book Novels & Stories

This is not what I expected. People are gathered at the edge of the cliff and they're all looking down. The shock is starting to wear off and is being replaced by a terrible dread. Olivia fell off the cliff. She's lying at the bottom. I rush toward the edge. I nearly push someone in the process. I hear people behind me, trying to comfort me. I ignore them all. I can't even hear them. She's not on the rocks, so she must have fallen in the ocean. It's the only way.

“Jillian,” I whispered, grabbing his wrist, “don’t go out there alone.” His hand closed gently over mine, gun in the other. “I’m not. You’re with me.” “That’s not what I—” He turned, eyes locking on mine, serious. “Christy, if anything happens, I need you to run. You know the side hallway by the library?” I nodded. “There’s a hidden passage behind the tall bookshelf. Pull the black book with the red spine. It opens a door. Go through, stay quiet, don’t stop.”

His arm went limp. He dropped the baby. Time moved in slow motion. I screamed. Lyra fell. She tumbled out of the blankets and over the edge of the cliff. "NO!" I lunged forward but I was too far away. Victor moved. He did not run. He vanished. He blurred into a streak of black shadow. He threw himself off the cliff after her. He dove into the abyss without hesitation. I reached the edge just in time to see them falling. Victor was a black dart against the white snow far below. Lyra was a tiny spark of light.

The ground rushed up to meet her, unforgiving. Her head struck hard. Darkness poured in like ink. Somewhere far away, a car screeched to a halt. A door slammed. Footsteps. Voices panicked, unfamiliar. “Oh my God, call 911!” “She’s not moving!” “Don’t touch her, don't touch her!” Nora didn’t hear them. Didn’t feel the rain that had started to fall lightly, speckling the pavement with cold dots. Didn’t know blood was pooling beneath her, dark against the road.

He raised a dark eyebrow, his hand still placed lightly on my shoulder, I let my lips curl to the side as I gently took another step back, now dangerously resting on the tip of the precipice, He seemed to realize what I was about to do next because his eyes widened comically and he moved to grab my wrist, but I was quicker, I let myself fall over the edge of the cliff and watched in amazement as the cold wind whipped through my hair. My heart hammered in my chest, adrenaline racing through my body as gravity pulled me towards the deep blue water below. I closed my eyes tightly anticipating the impact as I plummeted downwards,

I yelled in response, even though my hold was weakening. Kai's face emerged from the edge, his hand extended. "Grab it!" I extended, exerting all my strength. His fingers brushed against mine, but an abrupt roar trembled the cliffside. The stone split underneath me, and I fell deeper into the void. I struck the ground with a jolting thump. I was engulfed by darkness. My body ached, yet nothing seemed fractured. With a groan, I turned over and attempted to get my bearings.

the voice said again, and this time it was right behind me. I turned, but I was too late. A hand, cold and strong, pushed against my back. I felt my feet slip, the edge of the cliff giving way beneath me. My arms flailed, grasping for something, anything to hold onto, but there was nothing. The world tilted, the storm's roar growing distant as I fell, the jagged rocks below rushing up to meet me.

My pack was relying on me. I stood straight and tried to move in the direction that I thought Alpha Finn was only for me to feel a sharp pain across my chest and the scent of my blood hung thick in the air. I staggered back and fell, my hands reaching for solid ground to break my fall only to find cool air. I was near the edge of the cliff, if I didn't right myself, I would fall off. I turned about to leave myself and stood only to feel the crushing weight of a boot on my side.

Its target wasn't the crippled Alpha; it was me. Clack. The cold metal snapped shut around my hind ankle. The force was sudden and violent, a savage yank that tore my center of gravity away from the cliff’s edge. My claws raked across the permafrost, leaving ten bloody furrows as I was dragged toward the void. Howl—! The cry of despair died in my throat as I felt the terrifying weightlessness of the fall. "ELARA!"

The cold bit through my clothes. We reached the cliff. “No—!” I gasped. “Let go—” I dug my heels in. The earth gave way and the edge crumbled. I was falling— And then— Caught. Vael’s arm slammed around my waist, yanking me back. His chest struck my spine. We staggered as the wind howled around us. His breath grazed my ear. “You reckless, gods-damned—” The ground broke beneath us as we fell. ——