Fight Falls Au Novels & Stories

Jaz POV The Moon Valley Pack is located a few miles from the Pacific Ocean and between two large mountains that separate us from the rest of the world. When you sit on the cliff that is not too far from the pack. You can see the Ocean and then you can look up and see the moon. I came across the cliff when I was 17 while on my nightly run at 11. Ever since Alpha Jax, Bata James, and Sam found me they brought me back to the pack. They gave me 2 weeks to heal and pass every test that the doctors gave to me. Then they began training me to be the best of the best. Fist they wanted to learn everything about me. From where I came from, what happened to me and of course I could tell them anything be

First I wobble on my feet when I try to reach higher and grab the tampon which of course makes me lose balance, I try to keep myself from falling by holding onto the woman’s shoulders but that is an even more terrible idea because she obviously hates me and wants me off her body as soon as possible. I know this because she pushes my hand away which has me reeling back. But I’m not one to give up so easily so I grab her shirt and we both tumble down to the ground. It would have been fine if our encounter ended her but of course not, I don’t have such good luck. The woman had unfortunately tried to grab the shelf to avoid falling down but like me she had failed and only sent all the tampons on

Rohan told her and she reluctantly did so. She smiled as she placed her hand on his shoulders. Just as soon as his hand wrapped her waist, she noticed Damien staring at her behind Rohan. “Damien?” she called and immediately, her legs wobbled. The heel from her shoe broke, and she fell to the floor, while the crowd gasped.

Placing Lucas on the window, in a sitting posture, he spat on his face and delivered a final hard punch to his face which caused him to fall off the window. His body fell against the hard ground, and his head broke as it landed on the green grass, and truly, he didn't survive the fall. Lucas was dead.!

It crashed into the ground. BOOOOOOM! Dust exploded everywhere. Then silence. Then the dust settled. The group froze. Because they recognized the person. God. No. Fair. Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then Lily whispered: "No." The figure slowly stood. Bleeding. Injured. Exhausted. Yet somehow still alive. Then Aurelius smiled weakly. The True King had fallen from the sky. And he looked like he had just fought a god. Because he probably had.

Magnolia said, and went for Fallon. Both involved in a fist fight, with Fallon avoiding every punch from Magnolia. But slowly, her sickness took over her, Fallon's eyes became heavy and she became weak instantly, and that made Magnolia have the upper hand. She keeps punching Fallon, and Fallon was too weak to fight back. "Where has your strength gone Fallon?" Magnolia said and kicks Fallon so hard. Fallon falls to the ground, coughing out blood, looking extremely weak, she couldn't even get up. Magnolia looks at her and smirks, bringing out her gun.

My hair hung down in wet waves, surrendering strand by strand to the rain. I reminded myself why I was here. This was it. The last shot I had. Aurelian Morgenstern didn’t give interviews, and certainly not to ex-detective cops and soon-to-be fired journalists. But if I landed this? If I got him on record, or even just a simple, clear photograph, and a story? I could save everything. When I reached Evergarden, the sign was way bigger in person. The bouncer clocked me instantly with the kind of look that made my blood simmer.

With those words, I saw Roman leave a distance from the door and used one of his feet to hit the door, making it completely fly to the other side. I must admit, I was shocked by the amount of strength he possessed. I was not even certain that I possessed such strength. Well, he saw the shock on my face which made his smile widen but my stare was cut short by the thought of the possibility that Quinn might have been hit by the door. Without waiting for any second, I stomped to the room, only to be welcomed by Gabriel's beta who had only a short, and Quinn, who was dressed in a robe. Damn, what the heck was he doing with my mate?

Thunderous applause erupted from the audience. My team members, who had followed me from Trehill, as well as the new partners we had recruited at Lextron, were all smiling with genuine pride. Here, there was no scheming or flattery. Performance was transparent, and rewards and penalties were clear. The capable rose; the incapable fell. It was simple and fair, and people could focus all their energy on creating value. Halfway through the banquet, I stepped out onto the terrace for some air. The night was clear, and the city lights glittered below.

I didn't think I'd ever cared this much about my life, but getting brutally murdered in a psychopath's home that I may have or may have not willingly walked into wasn't exactly a prideful way to die. Bam! A wack came to the top of the table, and I swallowed my heart and everything else that functioned inside of me. I could see his legs from the little space where I was crouched. He was so close to me. That was how I knew it was his fist he slammed against the table so hard. "This is…not happening!" His voice rang through the walls of the quiet room. "No, not again! This is not happening again!" Another hit followed, and the table shook like it was going to crumble.