Fight Falls Novels & Stories

Ryan did not manage to escape in the end. In his panic and unfamiliarity with the layout of my villa, he jumped from the second floor, not onto the lawn, but onto marble tiles, shattering his leg on impact. As he collapsed, the edge of a flowerbed struck the back of his neck. By the time the police arrived, Ryan lay on the ground, motionless, only letting out faint groans of pain. "Ryan!" Vanessa cried out, trying to rush forward to check on him, but the police held her back and escorted her away.

, FIGHT BACK! My mind told me, so I tried to free myself again, and harder than ever before, but indeed I was nothing but a dumpling, a fragile, pathetic dumpling, so no matter how I tried to let him move away from me, he didn't let go, and when I was tired of trying, and he knew I was weak, he moved yet again closer to me, and....and fu...fucking made us...made us...inches...inches apart What? WHAT!!!...WHAT THE HECK WAS LITERALLY HAPPENING!!!

Was he really going to join me? "Ryker, Get out! Now!" I said, freaked out. "First time a guy has walked in on you, uh, Grumps?" He asked as he moved a step closer to the curtain. I panicked, terrified that he might really want to join me. I reached out my hands to grip the curtain but stepped on the soap and fell backwards. "Ugh!" I yelled in pain as my butt hit the wet floor with a loud thud. "Fuck! Are you okay?"

The room erupted in shock as soon as the words were out of Reuben's mouth. Then, there was a loud crash—Mom had collapsed on the floor. The wail of an ambulance siren wound around the high-rise buildings. Reuben got in with the medical personnel while the Gray family members sent off the guests and reporters. Marcus stood alone, his eyes bloodshot and wide with shock. Beside him, Janae seemed frightened by his reaction. She shook his arm and asked, "Mr. Gray, what's wrong? Don't scare me!"

Then, the men began kicking him. After taking a few kicks to the face, Nick's glasses shattered, and the broken shards pierced his eyes. Subsequently, his eyes started bleeding profusely. Mia, on the other hand, ran for her life. However, before she could get far, someone kicked her from behind, and she fell to the ground. The muscular men surrounded her and began beating her up simultaneously. Mia essentially became a human punching bag. Her hair was ripped out of her scalp, and her teeth were knocked out. She was covered in injuries from head to toe.

Instinctively, I clutched my belly, my voice barely a whisper. “Hospital… take me to the hospital.” Dario looked down at me, irritation clouding his eyes. “It’s just a fall. Is that really necessary? Get up. You’re not a child. Stop pretending to be so fragile.” But the pain kept getting worse. I couldn’t even form words anymore. Maybe it was the sweat pouring down my face, or the fact that I couldn’t raise my head, but for the first time, a flicker of panic flashed across Dario’s face.

Zachary, who cared so much about his reputation, finally had no choice but to slam the necrospermia diagnosis on the table the third time Tiffany caused a scene. "You think I didn't see those videos of you with other men? I have necrospermia. You go sleep with other men and try to pin it on me? Keep dreaming!" "Did you see those videos?" Tiffany asked. "How the hell did you even get a hold of them?" When Tiffany was publicly confronted with the truth, she nearly lost it. She charged at Zachary with a scream, desperate to tear his mouth off. But she was no match for him. In the chaos of their struggle, she lost the baby.

Inside was a faded photo of Natalie, age five, grinning with a missing tooth. She held it out. Natalie didn’t take it. But she looked at it. Really looked. Then she walked back into the shelter, not saying another word. Meekey stood alone in the alley, hands shaking, the cold air slicing through her. She didn’t know what would happen next. But for the first time in fourteen years, it didn’t feel like the end. It felt like a beginning.

I didn't have a room. "Skylar!" Hearing his voice had my heart racing with fear, I walked down the stairs to meet him in the hallway. There was a door under the stairs, probably to the basement which is where they made me sleep last time. My step-father stood there with the door open. Suddenly he shoved me and I slipped, falling down each step. Rolo barked and growled at him, earning a kick for himself before he too got locked in the basement with me. I swear I heard him lock it with a key. There were three lights down here, they were fairly dim, the floor had been carpeted thankfully, a single mattress lay in one corner of the room no bedframe, a dog bed next to it with the dogs food and wa

The longer they fight, the higher the chances of Terrax growing tired. Suddenly the Frole drops down and kicks out Terrax's legs. Terrax falls forward, and my heart stops as I watch the Frole knee him in the face. Terrax's head snaps back, but he doesn't fall all the way to the ground. He catches himself with his own knee, and just as the Frole goes to hit him again, he throws a punch of his own. The crowd gasps as the Frole takes the impact directly on the nose. He falls onto his butt, and I move forward in my seat.