Help I've Fallen Mga Nobela at Kwento

I can’t wait to see her with my mark on her neck. A commotion downstairs pulls me out of my musings and I quickly rush to the source of the noise, hoping whatever it is isn’t too bad. I rush down the hallway and am halfway down the stairs before I realise I am hurtling towards the problem at top speed. I try to stop myself, but the force I had acquired while running to get here propels me forwards and try as I might, I can’t stop myself in time. I see the eyes of the onlookers widen as my arms cartwheel while I try to stop myself, but it is no use. With a cry from one of the onlookers, I fell into the hole that has appeared in our staircase. I cry out as I descend, hurtling into the darkness

This guy is insane because he seems to have a split personality that he doesn't have. "h-hello?" I asked to greet you here and I slowly turned to face the staircase. I intended to go down so I went out. I started walking and I felt Cayden following so I suddenly felt alone because he was behind me. So I almost walked down the stairs and suddenly one of my feet slipped on the step and I lost my balance! I was suddenly alarmed because I only had one fall! And I'm sure after this I'll be crippled. So before I fell completely I tried to reach the railing of the stairs so it stopped me from falling but my hand hurt from holding the railing so I kicked the stairs and jump and twirled mid-air befor

Her apartment was quiet. Peaceful. She dropped her bag, kicked off her heels, and leaned against the wall. For a moment, she closed her eyes. But instead of silence— Him. His voice. His gaze. The way he stood too close without touching her. She opened her eyes quickly. “No,” she whispered to herself. This wasn’t happening. She wasn’t losing control. Not over him. Across the city, Damon stood by the window of his office, overlooking the skyline. His mind wasn’t on business.

Her breath caught painfully in her chest. If you need help. Four words. Not pressure. Not longing. Just concern. Tears slid down her cheeks as she locked the phone and set it aside. Because wanting help and being able to accept it were two very different things. And the truth she was carrying was already too heavy. PART 2 WHEN SILENCE FAILS Maya did not reply to Ethan’s message. She read it once. Then again. Then locked her phone like the words might burn her skin. If you need help.

Instant pain shot up my back as I tried to get back up, failing to do so. "Hmm...Andro."I called, praying he was in my bedroom. "Yes?" "Can you please come in?" I requested, my hands covering my private areas as if he hadn't seen them. He stepped inside making me fluster. "I...hm..I fell." I said from inside the tub as he gaze down at me. "Well, Superman is here for you" I rolled my eyes. “I can't get up, can you help me?" He nodded. “Sure, baby"

Dust puffed into the air. I fell.

Callum’s POV I didn’t want to wake her. Hell, I don’t even want to admit I need help. Asking for help feels worse than falling—worse than the constant reminder that I’m not the man I used to be. I thought I’d be fine. I was slow, yes, but I managed three steps. Three goddamn steps before my legs gave out, and I hit the floor hard, my pride shattering with me.

I instantly, smashed into the rock of the cliff but in that moment, I didn’t care, I had stopped myself from falling. But I knew I wasn’t the only person who had fallen from that cliff, so taking a look down where I had nearly fell and could very well follow if I let go, I watch as Justin, continued to fall downwards, spinning multiple times until he finally, lands at the bottom of the jagged rocks. Lifting my head away before I saw anything, I began to weep uncontrollably. “Help, somebody please help me.” My sore and croaky voice began to plead against the grey rocks of the cliff, my hands hurting with how hard I held on.

Come back. The ground beneath my feet shattered completely. And I fell. Into darkness.

I didn't know if I would survive. "Help! Help!" I tried to shout when I sensed activities not far from where I stood with knees shaking intensely. My strength was slowly weakening and my voice was too shallow to be heard. I fell with my face right to the ground covered with thick dried leaves, eyes half-open, hands extended halfway upward, one leg bent to the side and the other was straight like a fallen warrior. I heard footsteps getting near and nearer. I saw a silhouette of a man. I can't feel any harm from the aura of this stranger, so I let my tired eyes shut and I've fallen into a deep sleep.