Falling Off The Cliff Novels & Stories

Kristen standing at the edge of the cliff. Then… falling. His breath hitched. His brow furrowed deeply. He blinked and turned to glance toward the cliff, where police were still standing, blocking the area. Max took one slow step back, unable to tear his eyes away. Max couldn’t take it anymore. The second he saw her fall in that video, something inside him snapped. He rushed toward the cliff. “Mr. Anderson, stop!” one of the officers shouted, moving to block his way. The wind howled, wild and cold, whipping against his face as he tried to push past.

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

I turned to look behind us as I heard Reed returning. “I didn’t see any footprints down that path either.” His voice starts to trail off as he looks at how Lucas is holding me. Suddenly, Reed is yanking me away from Lucas’ side to hold me next to him. Lucas tries to pull me back again. They each have a hold on an arm and I’m starting to feel like the rope in a tug of war. I don’t know what has gotten into the two of them, but I’ve had enough. I forcefully pull both my arms out of their grasps and step away from them. I suddenly felt my feet start to slide. In my haste to get out of the twins’ reach, I stepped too close to the edge of the cliff. I flail my arms, but it’s no good, there is not

Shoot. I waited. Reuben was screaming orders. Alyssa was gone—vanished in the crossfire like a ghost. Then Jillian saw me. His voice cut through everything. “Duck!” I dropped as another shot exploded behind me. Reuben was trying to escape, limping toward the door. I raised the gun. Aimed. But I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t pull the trigger. Jillian fired first. Reuben collapsed in the doorway, groaning. Alive. But barely.

I toppled forward, rolled, then slid through the dirt toward the cliff. “Cara!” one of the Claw Sisters called. I scraped at the dirt with my fingernails, but my momentum was still too quick. I couldn’t stop myself from sliding right over the edge of the cliff.

Sylver hissed at him. But that defiant look shone even brighter as his pale face turned to face us as he dropped to the ground—very close to the foot of the cliff. “You didn’t win—” He whispered in a broken yet unsettling voice. “Tell that to the demons in hell!” Sylver spat out, but Dylan’s crazy fanatic grin remained strong. “—Long live Varek!” He suddenly declared. And then like in a twisted movie, he rolled his body over— And he fell off the cliff to the water below!

The fucking bitch. I dialed Olivia’s phone again as I ran up the trail to the cliff. The sun was almost off the horizon now, and I glanced down repeatedly, hoping not to get my legs caught in tree roots that would send me falling to my death. Olivia's phone rang this time, and then connected. “Olivia,” I gasped, just as I got to the top of the cliff. But I was too late. I saw both women holding on to each other, and Olivia managed to pull herself away at the last minute, screaming, as Tara fell down the cliff.

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.

I pleaded in a shaky voice, my knees suddenly felt weak, so I sat down, not minding that people were passing by and watching me. "Your mom collapsed and when the doctors examined her, they said she was getting worse and she had just a few weeks-" I didn't listen to the rest of what he had to say. I ran down the staircase as my chest tightened. I swallowed the lump in my throat as I kept pushing through the wind, running as fast as my little legs could carry me. Tears kept falling from my eyes but I didn't bother to clean them.

I just- I stopped myself before I went flying off the cliff. Dropped to my knees and gripped the edge of the cliff as my upper body went halfway off. I contained my scream. Oh, my fucking goodness. I was so distracted, I hadn’t paid any attention to where I was going. Oh, heavenly fuck. I pulled myself back and laid on my back. If I’d gone off that cliff. Who would have cared?