How Does The Fall End Novels & Stories

"What's wrong with you, Natalie? I told you to confess, not ask Mia to take the fall for you." I shrugged and scoffed at him. "I'm pretty sure the truth will come to light once the autopsy report is ready." Mia was fuming. "Alright, then. I tried to help you, Natalie. Since you're being ungrateful, I guess you'll just have to suffer the consequences of your actions," David spat. Until the results of the autopsy were released, there was no telling who would truly suffer the consequences of Max's death. … Two days later, everyone gathered at the police station once again.

"I suppose I can endeavor to... accommodate your sensibilities in that area." A heady pause, then - "I eagerly await your efforts, Mrs. Blackwood." The connection was terminated with a definite click, as if he intended to leave her unraveling and befuddled by simple animal attraction alone. Isabelle couldn't stop the frantic quiver that slipped her lips in response to that tempting rumbling of silken danger. Her thighs squeezed in renewed desire, her core aching in wordless, ardent agony at the sheer liquid intensity of his libidinous promise.

Autumn felt her world collapse in slow motion as Iris pushed her. The last thing she saw was the shock etched on Iris’s face before Ivan suddenly appeared beside her, standing frozen in disbelief. The moment stretched endlessly, but then gravity took over, and Autumn’s head plummeted towards the unforgiving concrete floor below.

The world blurred into a dizzying whirl of colors as they fell, the wind howling in their ears. Just before impact, Mordecai released his grip, flinging Caden forward with a tremendous force. Caden crashed into the earth, the ground buckling under the weight of his fall, sending a shockwave of debris and dust into the air. Mordecai landed with a ground-shaking thud a short distance away, his gaze fixed on Caden with an insatiable hunger for blood.

The wind tore at my clothes. It screamed in my ears. I fell. For a heartbeat, there was only the sickening, absolute realization of gravity. The stone walls of Rathbourne Keep blurred. The air ripped the oxygen from my lungs. This is it. This is how I end. I failed. I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for the rocks below. But the end refused to come. My descent stopped with a violent, jarring impact. I was lying on a wide, sloping stone ledge, hidden beneath the parapet.

“Goodbye.” With one last kick, the ground is no longer underneath my feet. I’m falling. ... Is this the end for me? Will I be turned to nothing but stardust in a matter of seconds? Defeated by a rogue, how pathetic. I cannot let this happen. I shift in mid-air and grab onto a rock. My head still feels light, and I’m losing a lot of blood, but I’m still alive, so I won’t give up. As I try to climb back up, the rock rumbles, before falling, taking me down with it.

“Now you’ve fallen—you’ve lost everything you were meant to be—just because of me!” He pulled back just enough to look me in the eyes, his gaze full of love and quiet certainty. “Haven’t I fallen hard enough? Long before I lost my wings… I had already fallen completely for you. And that fall was far deeper, far more real, and far more permanent than anything else I could ever experience.”

Eden fell on the ground as he couldn't stop laughing. THE END

The fall was more than something he could control. He couldn’t stop the scream that forced itself out of his mouth as he found himself struggling against the force of gravity. His body hit the window guards from the top most floor and his head also hit one of the opened window glasses and continued downward until it got to the middle floor at the fourth second where it hit another opened glass window, all this slowing down his movement and increasing the pains of his fall. He closed his eyes in anticipation of his death as he continued falling.

“You never had them.” His expression collapsed. “No,” he whispered. “No… that’s not… no.” He tried one last pathetic swing—an arc so telegraphed and slow it almost felt insulting. I blocked it. Grabbed him by the collar. And slammed him into the catwalk post so hard the bolts cracked. “I want you to understand this,” I said quietly, deadly calm. “Everything you built ends with you.” And then— I shoved him. Hard. The railing snapped. Cipher’s body went over the edge, both arms flailing, a strangled scream torn from his throat as he fell two stories and hit the concrete below with a thick, final thud.