Fight Falls Novels & Stories

“How can I believe that? How can I trust anything you say when I know you’re capable of planning something so calculated?” “You can’t. I know you can’t.” He looked broken. Utterly destroyed. “But I’m standing here anyway. I’m standing in this rain for as long as it takes. I’m making myself a public spectacle. I’m letting the whole world see me fall apart. Because I need you to know that this is real. What I feel for you is real.” I was crying openly now. “Standing in the rain doesn’t prove anything.”

Maya felt fear bloom in her chest, sharp, immediate, paralyzing. “This is your final warning,” her mother said. “No meetings. No accidents. No ‘chance encounters.’” Maya’s voice shook. “And if I fail?” Her mother stepped closer. “Then we stop being careful.” The words landed softly. That was the cruelty of it. Maya nodded slowly, the motion barely visible. “I understand.” Her mother studied her for a moment, then turned away. “See that you do.” Maya stood there long after she was alone, her hands trembling, breath shallow.

The moment I’m standing, I’m pretty sure I just… black out. I don’t remember jumping on his back and winding my forearm around his scrawny neck. I don’t realize we’re falling to the ground until the understanding of how frail he is hits me directly in the chest, turning the tide in my favor. I straddle his back, tangling my fingers in his long, white hair, and slam his face against the ground. Over and over. And, over. It’s rather cathartic, I have to admit. “Fallon!” I slam the Grand Wizard into the stone again and again until his body goes limp under mine. The sharp metallic tang of blood cuts through the ozone, no longer quickly whisked away by the wind.

"How dare you lay a finger on my man? You've got a death wish, don't you?" Leo had recognized the man as soon as he went in. It was Brutus Jackson, someone who had business with the Payton family. Naturally, Brutus also recognized Leo at once. His face immediately paled as he acknowledged Leo. "M-Mr. Payton—" Before he could continue, someone rushed into the room in a hurry. Then, a huge baseball bat was raised high in the air before it struck Leo squarely in the back. Leo groaned aloud and felt the world starting to spin.

Angela's leg slipped and she fell on the ground. The girls pulled her up and placed her back on the couch. “ Get your self together Angela, who would have thought, the Angela who has always been agile, confident and sexy would turn out to be like this all because of a man?” Vera yelled. “ She's hurt already don't add to it!” Lena pulled Vera backwards.

I wasn’t ready to talk about that particular day but knowing Cass she wasn't about to let it go. “It wasn’t an accident” I simply said, staring at my hands. “It wasn’t? I can never forget that day as long as I live. You were coming towards us in the cafeteria with your tray and then you slipped and fell. Everyone else started laughing until they realized you weren’t getting up. Oh god! When we rushed to where you were there was so much blood, I have never seen that much blood my entire life. We knelt beside you and Liam screamed for someone to get the nurse. He looked crazed when he pushed Trevor aside and knelt beside you.” Cass whispered before continuing, the horror of that day still etch

You are one of a lucky person invited to participate in a FALLING GAME. GOLDEN RULE: ONCE YOU FALL, YOU LOSE. Rules: Exclusive for students of Oxford International School only. Any transferee or an exchange student must sign a contract to avoid ghosting or other problems. Don't kill other participants. You are allowed to harm anyone in the game but killing is a crime. No to inactive and have an absence issue. This is a couple game. Two absents are equal to removing in the game plus a punishment. Can do activities and attendance. Failure to comply means a punishment.

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.

"Blake! Help! Eva is trying to kill me!" With reckless abandon, Tally hurled herself down the stairs, dragging Eva along in a tumultuous descent. Despite Eva's frantic efforts to disentangle herself, Tally's relentless grasp kept her firmly tethered, their bodies tumbling uncontrollably, each step adding to the chaos of their descent. Bang! Eva's journey took a harrowing turn as she stumbled and tumbled down multiple flights of stairs, each impact against the unforgiving steps reverberating through her body. With each descent, her body absorbed the force of the falls, each collision leaving her increasingly battered and bruised.

Thin shards of wood, like toothpicks, dig into his hands, and branches snapped to the wicked points of spears slash at his face as he fights his way toward the top of the pile. Behind him, he can hear the creature’s legs skittering closer. Glancing over his shoulder, Patrick screams as he sees one of the thick limbs descending toward him. He rolls quickly to the right, narrowly avoiding being crushed, but the thing’s limb crashes through the deadfall, and Patrick feels the unstable collection of branches beneath him give way. Suddenly he is falling, tumbling through the air and ricocheting off shattered branches like a pinball. He feels a few of his ribs break, and the shard of a branch stab