I Am Falling You Novels & Stories

Let alone being bitten by a rogue. “You have no idea how petrified I am,” trembled Amelia as she sighed and sat down at the kitchen counter. Still shocked at all that had happened to her. “Tell me how to do this. How do I simply give up my humanity and become whatever it is that’s happening to me?” Amelia was close to tears again, still fighting her internal struggles. Still not believing this all to be true.

Jules smiled and gestured me to go. As I walk my thoughts fly again. I also plan to visit mom in the hospital today because I’m sure her surgery is over. I quickly got to the locker room and quickly searched for my number. "2405, 2406, 2407,2408! Gotcha!" I smiled as I opened my locker but stopped suddenly when I saw an envelope in it. My hands shakingly reached for it. I open the letter wide-eyed. Good day Oxians! You are one of a lucky person invited to participate in a FALLING GAME.

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.

Each tiny drop was a microcosm of the universe of alternating light and shadow, of shifting energies and swirling galaxies, gleaming like diamonds at one instant and then absorbing light and color in a moment. But in her eyes, the raindrops were the color of milk, like little pearls that floated in the night air and danced in the breeze before finally touching her skin. She felt the coldness of the raindrops and the chill brought about by the gentle breeze... and she shivered. Her breath formed a thin cloud above her face that quickly dissipated. Icy air entered her lungs as she inhaled, causing her to cough uncontrollably and making the pain on her left flank almost unbearable. She wanted t

“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.”

Even though I was mentally prepared, seeing it with my own eyes still sent a sharp, undeniable pain straight through my chest. As the last illusion between us shattered, all I hear was silence.

Her back is facing me and I just want to pull her close and hold her. I need that. But I remain in my spot watching her back, urging myself to remain still… Then I begin to fall. I am falling deep. Deep into an endless pit. I keep falling. But what scares me most is that I don’t scream. I don’t shout. I remain mute like it’s something that happens regularly, and I just continue falling. It’s a dark hole, I can see a large fire underneath me. There is nothing to hold on to as I continue to fall.

I was enjoying watching her than watching the movie. I'm falling... I'm falling... I'm falling... For Catherine. Catherine Forster. __________ SFTC: Chocolate - The 1975

Maya stuttered. "You heard me. Show me how you're going to touch yourself." He said, standing inches away from her. "I-I don't want to." "Don't want to or don't know how to?" He asked. Maya looked down at the ground and fiddled with her fingers. "I don't know how to." Jason took Maya's chin between his fingers and made her look at him. "That's what I thought." He smirked. "I'll teach you one day, okay?"

Rosette’s POV Everything went silent. Not quiet. Not calm. Gone. The pressure vanished. The resistance disappeared. The endless structure of loops and fragments— Collapsed. And for a single, suspended moment— There was nothing. The Fall Then— I dropped. Not physically. Not in a way I could understand. But I felt it— A sharp pull— A violent return— And suddenly— Air slammed back into my lungs. Back to Reality I staggered. My knees nearly buckled—