Harder They Fall 2 Novels & Stories

Because love can survive a lot. But secrets? Secrets change everything. And now, we were standing at the edge of something new. Something fragile. Something uncertain. And I wasn’t sure whether we were about to fall apart… Or finally become something stronger. The story wasn’t over. It was just getting harder.

she said defeatedly while Jules quited down. "Falling game is a couple game. You need to actt like a real couple. Where a man chooses his partner among the participants, only days are given in the game. There are activities and attendance. There is a punishment for those who are not active or caynt follow the rules. The price is high but that game is very dangerous. They give letters to the people they choose to participate in ", she explains almost whispering to me. "I think they started giving the letters yesterday in the lockers", Jules inserts.

The first fracture in the fragile bond they had built. Snow melted on her cheeks. She didn’t know if it was from the cold or tears. “Elara,” Lucian whispered, voice cracking, “Let me explain.” But she couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t speak. Marek opened the car door. “Elara you can come inside.” She looked between the two men One who frightened her and One who broke her. Both who wanted her. And she whispered four words that sliced Lucian open: “I don’t know you.”

of the cookies Gianni's mother baked. When he got better, she made a mental note to never ask for or receive his help because she felt he had gone through more than enough already because of trying to help her. Looking at it critically, the fall was solely her fault, she was the one who wanted a treehouse because almost all the kids in school had one, She was the one who kept tailing behind him, begging him to help her build one because, to her, he was the elder brother she never had, she was the one that wailed nonstop when he had told her he wouldn't do it and when he finally did, her happiness was short-lived. She remembered running over to him only to realize that he was bleeding, she h

I voiced out. "And whose fault was that?" she said glaring at me. Your psychotic mind, I mumbled beneath my breath, just then she decided to drop one of her crutches, she tried to make it look like an accident but failed miserably. She's going to be the death of me, mumbled before adding a string of curse words to the statement. I hurried over to her and supported her falling figure by putting my hand around her waist leading her to the nearest table. I ignore how right it felt to place my hand around her waist or how she seemed to fit perfectly in my arms every time I carry her. I went to pick up the fallen crutch and made my way back to her.