Novel & Cerita Falling One Direction

"In fact, I met someone last night. His name is Jake." Amber gripped the steering wheel somewhat tighter. She took a bend, turning the car into another street. "You met—okay, new rules. No more boy talks." Vanessa scoffed. "New rules?" "Yeah, my car roof, my rules." Vanessa pouted her lips and turned to look out the window. She rested her head on the glass, as she tried to shake off the regret building up in her—regret that she left her store in the first place. Amber was exhausting—it was her only flaw. Actually, Vanessa found most people exhausting. But Amber was the only one who still bothered to check up on her—the only one she could never shake off.

OLIVIA We stand there, engaged in a staring contest. Of course I lose because in my defense his eyes aren’t really the type you’d like to look into for a long time. It feels like they’ll drag you into the plainness of them. “I’m out of here,” I mutter under my breath and try to push past him. He’s not even trying to be gentle at this point, he pushes my shoulders hard enough that I stumble and fall to the floor. It hurt, really bad. I hope I’ve not bruised my tail bone because it would be even more painful.

He continued to pull me further away from the hospital until we found a small park just close by. There was a blanket spread out over the grass under a huge tree with a bag on it. "Surprise," he said, "I know it's not much but I can't exactly take you anywhere far from the hospital considering your condition," he said sheepishly as we both sat down. "It's still perfect," I answered. "I really missed the Sun," I smiled. "Anything is seriously better than being stuck in that hospital room." Nick chuckled, "I thought you'd say something like that. Hence I made it even perfect by getting you this," he said and removed the whole Fallen boxset from the bag.

The image is intimate and damning. It is not supposed to hurt, but it does. My vision blurs and the world tilts dangerously. The phone slips from my numb fingers, clattering down the stairs. A strange ringing fills my ears, drowning out everything else. I take a step, forgetting I am still on the staircase. My ankle twists, and suddenly I am falling, tumbling down the hard marble steps.

If they don’t, they get dead, and if you’re in the vicinity, you get dead, too. Well, good luck to her and good riddance, although since we were in a long, straight passage, I ended up following them, hoping there was a turning soon so I could take a different direction. Which I did, although the direction ended up being straight down. Another tremor hit, a big one, and the ground beneath me split open. I fell through, sliding down the sheared earth into darkness.

The stone floor loomed closer, an unforgiving surface that promised nothing but pain. As she fell, Hara’s mind raced with a frantic clarity, each moment stretching into an agonizing eternity. Her legs, weakened by shock and fear, gave way entirely, and she was propelled backward through the chilling air. The fall seemed endless, a nightmarish journey that culminated in a bone-shattering impact. The collision with the floor was brutal and immediate. Hara’s body hit the stone with a jarring force that sent a violent tremor through her entire frame. The sickening crack of her head striking the ground reverberated through the cold night, leaving her dazed and disoriented.

The shriek rings closer this time and I push forward, but my left foot delays and I’m continuously falling forward instead. This time, the shriek sings right next to my ear and I reflexively twist my ankle to create an inch of distance when it comes nose-diving through. I fall to the side with a yelp, hitting my side heavily against the ice concrete of the oneway road. Its thin torso makes a prompt twist, large shoulders bringing its head for another attack. All I can do in the face of death is raise a hand in defense, hoping in my palpitating heart that a miracle happens to save me.

In that moment, a plan formed in my mind, a desperate decision to use sheer force. Swiftly changing direction, I positioned myself with my back against the opposite end, preparing to deliver a powerful strike. Summoning all the strength I had, I kicked forward with great force, trying to break the stubborn seal. I was forcefully propelled upwards, trying to push it open, but the exit remained stubbornly closed. Confusion overwhelmed me as I abruptly landed on the floor below. Struggling to sit up, I felt aches and pains throughout my body, a clear indication of the severity of the fall I had just experienced. Looking up, I was amazed by the significant distance between the ceiling and the fl

Kris followed soon after, smiling and blowing me a kiss as she often did when we were little. I extended a shaking hand to catch and keep them with me, but I touched emptiness where they were moments before. They left me there, alone and trembling from agony. I tried to get back up, but I noticed small, spidery lines appearing under my weight. At first, they were barely noticeable, but as I kept trying to pull myself up, they seemed to grow and spread in all directions on the lighted road. I stopped, wondering what was happening, but before I could make another move, the road started to crack. The sound was like shattering glass and echoed through the night. I looked down to see the ground b

My traitorous body betrayed me the moment it felt his body heat, the moment his delicious scent wafted into my nostrils. "My love," he said in a soft whisper, his breath tingling the hair on my neck . "In order to live, you have to die." I didn't get a chance to ask what he meant by this because he pushed me to my death. The wall disintegrated behind me and I felt myself free falling into an abyss so black, the night had nothing on it. My arms flayed wildly at my sides, trying to grasp at something or at anything at all but only more pitch black emptiness welcomed me. My frightened heart slamming against my ribcage as I stared back at him, looking down at me from the top of a cliff.