Icarus Has Fallen Novels & Stories

It became clear to him now—the real threat was Carissa, not her two servants. Grinding his teeth, Icarus charged forward, swinging his blade to sever the whip. If he didn't, that suicide soldier would be dead. Carissa yanked the whip, throwing the suicide soldier into the air at such a rapid speed that it nearly blurred Icarus' vision. He immediately altered his course to avoid striking his own man. However, it would have been better if he hadn't done that. The moment he changed direction, the blade bit into flesh—his long knife had cleaved the suicide soldier's head clean off.

“Do you see her?” Lunaris asked. The goddess’s voice slid in under Sienna’s and made it colder. “My ruin. Your hope.” “She is neither,” he said, and the last link on his right wrist glowed stubborn and then didn’t. “She is herself.” “Careful,” the goddess murmured. “You are falling in love with already fallen things.” He gritted his teeth as the link gave. “I was born in a house made of fallen things,” he said. “We used the bricks.”

I’m nothing. No crown. No alliance. No seat. I slam my hand against the vanity, rattling the silver combs and perfume bottles. One falls, a delicate vial of rosewater, and shatters across the stone floor. The scent rises instantly. Too soft. Too sweet. A mockery. I can’t afford another failure. I cannot afford another day of waiting. I know Zeus won’t move against Iris. He has pre planned every single thing that’s happening and somewhere deep down, he likes that she won his brother’s devotion. A fairy tale prince, clinging to honor and fate.

Whilst i’ll tell them avout our departure. Kasumi gave nod and then leaving with the others and i’m going toward the prince to tell him about our departure. His expression is priceless when he saw me changed myself. I then flapped my wing and go after the others. On the dream we had before, the people from outside world that is us, are called Fallen by the people of this world. Because We are truth to our own desire untill we fall to depravity. I’ll made my dream became true on this fucked reincarnation setting. After i’m do e with the main mission. Destroying ‘that’ person.

Alpha Nick looks over at Alpha Jax looking perplexed and trying to recall what rule 12 was. “what’s rule 12?” I look him straight in the eyes “rule 12 is you have to run 100 miles, and train with me the rest of the day, and if you can’t complete that then I can beat the shit out of you for requesting me to join you in your room.” “What if I complete it?” I start laughing and so does everyone else but him. I wipe my face from my tears and smile at him “Oh you think YOU can complete MY training?” Jax and I look at one another and I nod my head. Jax looks at Nick “I bet you, you can’t. Even I can’t and everyone here can’t. So do you want to bet?” Nick looks at me in my eyes.

I moved, but Demetrius stopped me. “I will be fine, you can support your father in fighting the remaining accomplice of Icarus.” I patted his back and started running back into the woods. Icarus was breathing heavily and cowardly. I straightened my hands to his legs and he stumbled on an invisible rock and fell, rolling on the dry forest rustled leaves.

"Senior.. let me tell you about a demigod named Narcissus. Evidently, the idea of narcissism comes from him." Successfully able to stop the banter, Jeremy made Ken too eagerly listen to him. "It is said here in Metamorphosis, that Narcissus fell in love with his reflection on the water and treated all his admirers both Male and Female—of various species, badly. He desired himself and literally kissed his own reflection." "Looks like someone sitting right beside me." Monroe deadpanned, enraging Ken. The banter should have mediated, but seeing the turn of events, Jeremy groaned sadly. Did he make things worse?

If he thought she was dead he would never look for her. The large hall fell silent, only Clara and the boys sobs filled the air. The menacing figure tilted his head in confusion. "So, she is not a threat?" "She was never a threat." Clara spat out, tears streaming down her face. "She would have loved you like an uncle. She was just an innocent baby. My baby, the baby I will never watch grow up." She fell back into her husbands arms crying as he whispered comforting thing into her ear. "I suggest you leave cousin." He said turning to the menacing man with the glowing red eyes.

“She was. But you didn’t have to do all that, Iris. You always do more than you need to, and… it makes me wonder why.” Her smile faded, replaced by a thoughtful expression. “Maybe I just care too much.” “Maybe,” Carter said, leaning in slightly, “or maybe it’s because you have this annoying habit of making everyone around you fall for you.” Iris blinked, her breath catching as their eyes locked. “And what about you?” she asked softly. “Have you fallen for me, Carter?” He hesitated, his gaze dropping to her lips before meeting her eyes again. “What do you think?”

They didn't realize that the most dangerous version of the sun is the one that goes black. "One month to go," I whispered. "Let them have their party," Ava said, her hand in mine. "We're bringing the ending." As the stars came out, the same stars we had looked at twenty years ago from a dormitory window and a schoolyard garden, I knew that the "Icarus" story was wrong. Icarus didn't fall because he flew too high. He fell because he was alone. I wasn't alone anymore. And this time, I wasn't just flying. I was coming home to burn the house down.