Like Ceiling Can't Hold Us Novels & Stories

"The windows are reinforced diamond glass. We can’t break them." "Then we break the floor," Adrian said, pointing his gun at the expensive carpeting. "No," Silas wheezed, struggling to stand. "Up. We go... up." "There is no up," Leo cried. "There is," Silas pointed a shaking finger at the ceiling. "Maintenance hatch. For the external cooling unit. It has a manual override." "It’s forty feet up," Marcus said. "And even if we reach it, we’ll be exposed to the snipers on the roof."

Water droplets circle around us protectively and carry us in the air. “Are we flying? I didn’t know you can fly!” Leviathan looks bashful. “It’s just temporary. I can’t stay airborne for long. I just thought that it would be better to stay in the air since people are gathering on the ground.” He’s not wrong. There would be a risk of getting spotted with so many people on the ground with me. Cracks start to appear on several buildings, threatening to collapse on the people below. “Shit. Levi, put me down on the roof!”

More falling from the ceiling where the load distribution had shifted. The ceiling groaned. "Marcus," Xander said. "I see it," Marcus said. He was three steps behind Xander and he was already reading the geometry — the fracture pattern, the load-bearing lines, the specific question of where the ceiling's weight was going now that the pillar's lower third had failed. "How long before it comes down," Xander said. "Without intervention? Ten minutes. Twelve if we're lucky." Marcus was looking at the fracture. "The compression is still transferring at the lateral seams. It's not failed yet, just failing."

Archie asked, with a piece of vegetable on his cheeks. “I don’t know; it just happened, ‘’ I said, removing the lettuce from his cheeks. “You levitated the chandelier; protectiveness unlocked it,” Octavia said. I smiled. That’s so cool. I wonder if I can levitate people. “This is a big mess,” Silver said, looking around. Archie and Dean stood up, their clothes a bit stained. “How did it even fall?” I asked, looking at the ceiling. There was a crack in the ceiling, and I was seeing some boxes.

"That third rumble was stronger than the last two, and judging this palace for standing here for more than a hundred years, the walls will slowly collapse if we don't get out of here." "Since when are you an archeologist," he chuckles and continues to ignore my warning. Dust from the wall fell from my head; I brushed it off and looked up at the cracked ceiling. Fucking bloody hell! I turn to Don and grab his arm. I had no choice but to have him listen to at least the difference between Eddie and him; Don would listen to me. "Don, we need to get out of here." I pointed up at the ceiling. "We will die here if we don't move quickly. Suppose Eddie does something with the flower again. The ceilin

I let out a disbelieving laugh. "It's the third floor, and there's thick grass below. Land right, and we'll be fine!" I shouted to the class. "Don't listen to Rainee! That whole triangle zone thing's been debunked. Buildings don't collapse in some neat, predictable way, and no magic triangle can hold up an entire building. Get out the windows and jump onto the grass! We still have a shot!" The whole room went dead silent. ***

Banged up ceiling, a still demolished wall and a flooring still filled with cracks. Elizabeth glanced at Blida giving her a sudden nod, she nodded back before kneeling her left knee to the ground. Vines started merging to create a platform which accommodates most of them. The platform could only hold up a few knights due to their heavy armor being a hindrance for it to be able to climb.

“Safe. Held. Like I don’t have to hold myself up anymore.” “That’s exactly right.” He helped her stand—she hadn’t realized she’d sunk to her knees at some point during the lesson—and led her to the center of the room. Above her head, she noticed for the first time a hook set into the ceiling, heavy-duty hardware that looked capable of supporting significant weight. “We’re going to try partial suspension,” he said. “Not full—you’re not ready for that yet. But enough that you have to trust the ropes to hold you. Enough that your body weight becomes something you give to me.”

didn’t soften it. “System failure.” The words hit hard because that meant we don’t just break. everything does. My breath hitched because now this wasn’t just about us. this was about everything we’re holding together. Zayden’s eyes darkened because now he saw the real problem. the one they didn’t consider. “We can’t hold all of it,” he said. The words sharp because now this was clear absolute. “This will kill us.” I didn’t answer immediately because I knew. already knew. from the moment we chose this.

"Locked from the outside. And I don't have time to pick it." Above us, the ceiling groans. Cracks spread across the concrete. Dust and small pieces of rubble rain down. "Move back," I say, gathering what little Alpha power I have left. "I'll break it down." Before I can strike, the ceiling gives way. Tons of concrete and steel begin to fall. Kael moves faster than I've ever seen him move. He positions himself directly under the collapse, arms raised, body braced. The debris slams into him with a sound like thunder. His legs buckle, but he doesn't fall.