Mary Jane Falling Novels & Stories

I gasped and quickly covered my mouth with both hands when my eyes went to her chest and saw she had a deep hole in her that extended all the way to her back. My God! No! Jane fell lifelessly on my body and I held and supported her to the ground with tears in my eyes. ”No…” I cried.

Without caring about Mary's glaring looks, Nathan announced, "The lady here beside me is Amelia Zones. We love each other and are going to get married soon." Mary's face darkened. Jackson was confused about what was going on. Samara and her family left the party right itself but who cares. Paparazzi went on for a long time. Being unable to shout right there, Mary got back to her room leaving the hall room with an excuse that she was having a headache. After some time Jackson got there and asked her, "What's happening here?" ~•☘• ~ Mary and Jackson got out of their room when they were sure the party got finished and the guests had left already. They descended the stairs and got the sight of N

The woman immediately placed a comforting hand over her shoulder. “Don’t force yourself.” Jane looked down. She remembered the fire. The manor. The locked door. Madam Sayor. The window. Her body falling. Her heart suddenly started beating faster. Where was she? Where had she fallen? Had she really survived? And how? The memories came in pieces, almost like broken pieces of glass scattered inside her mind. She remembered jumping. She remembered the cold wind against her face. Then nothing. There was nothing after that. Her brows furrowed.

“Thank you, dear. I’m a bit thirsty, could you get me something to drink, please?” Jane agreed, standing and leaving to go to get her employer a drink. “Just a minute.” A short while after Jane left, Marianne felt a sudden wave of wooziness hit her. Blinking, she shook her head to clear the dizzy feeling from her head. Maybe she needed to lie down for a moment. Rising to her feet to request for a bed, she had just taken a step forward before all of a sudden, her knees gave out and she collapsed, fainting dead away.

The person crouching at the entrance was Jane Sheen. Half a month ago, Jane was thrown to the top of the mountain and beaten up under Lily’s orders until she was hanging onto her last breath. Then, Lily took away her only debit card. That night, Jane thought she was at death’s doors.

I grabbed some sweats from the closet then headed to the bathroom to take a shower and remove all the makeup. When I got out of the bathroom, Nick was sat at the desk with Fallen in his hands. "This is a good book," he said as he looked up from the page. "It is. You should definitely watch the movie too, they really did the book justice," I answered with a smile. He beamed and gave me a boyish grin. "For you, I'll watch anything." I rolled my eyes with a small smile. "Are you coming downstairs with me?" I asked instead

“Please—our daughter—” The figure stepped closer.Then the tree fell.bA massive branch, snapping from the weight of the storm, crashed straight into the hood, throwing the car sideways, jamming doors, trapping us inside. I screamed. Mom screamed. Dad’s voice went silent. Snow filled the cracks and corners. PRESENT The SUV slid another half-meter toward the drop. Jake slammed a hand on the dashboard. “Damn it!” The figure outside lifted something—a phone—and its screen lit up blue through the snow. Recording us. My chest closed.

As a result, she missed a step and fell down the stairs. Rowane was stunned to witness Marie falling down the stairs. Although she hated Marie, Marie was still her mother. Rowane was a kind-hearted person, so she was worried if Marie got injured. She hurried down to see if Marie was okay. Marie was drenched in blood due to the fall. Rowane felt extremely sorry upon seeing her in a state like that and reached out to help Marie up. Later, Marie was sent to the emergency room for rescue. She had broken her leg from the fall and had to be hospitalized again for treatment.

The cold knife sank into my body, and I collapsed at my cousin Monica Newman's feet. Blood kept pouring out of me, soaking through the carpet. Even as I died, I couldn't understand it. She was the one who had begged me over and over to steal her papers from her mother so that she could get married. Yet now that her life wasn't as comfortable as she had hoped, she blamed everything on me, claiming that I had pushed her into getting married. As my body grew colder and colder, Monica's cruel curses faded along with my breath.

The vial slipped from her fingers, but Jane caught it before it hit the ground. I looked at the doorway. General Miller was there, her sniper rifle still smoking. Catherine looked down at the hole in her fur coat. She looked at me, her eyes wide with shock. Then, without a word, she tipped backward. She fell through the broken window, vanishing into the white abyss of the North Pole. The room went silent. Bryan walked over to me, his hand resting on my shoulder. He was bleeding, and he looked like he was about to collapse, but he smiled.