Miles Morales Jumps Off Building Novels & Stories

Even the ground vibrated slightly. Levi’s camera fell to the ground. “What’s going on?” He asked the people outside, but no one could answer him. Downstairs, Caleb had driven over in a heavy truck. He stepped on the gas pedal from outside the gate, rushed several hundred meters forward, broke through the gate, and even broke through the building. He directly crashed into Miles’ living room. The maids were screaming, fleeing in all directions. Miles was so frightened that the cup in his hand fell to the ground.

Bright signs flickering even in daylight. For a brief moment I think we are safe. Then I hear the door behind us slam open. They followed us up the building. Mark pulls me across the rooftop. “We need height,” he says. “There is no more height.” “There is distance.” The next building is close enough to jump. Barely. I stare at the gap. “You cannot be serious.” “Trust me.” He runs toward the edge. I follow because stopping now would mean capture. Mark leaps. His body clears the gap easily and lands on the next rooftop with silent precision.

Worse yet would be a jump from a building as tall as the Stratosphere. The Vampire was almost back to the landing. He held onto one rung, swinging back and forth, reaching with the other hand, trying to secure his placement. Jamie was closing in. Like Spiderman, he leapt across the void, landing near the Vampire and grasping one of the spiraling pieces of metal near the leg where the Vampire hung. Through Jamie’s IAC, she saw the monster pull back his lips, barring his fangs, and hissing in a frantic bid to save his undead life.

And perhaps Dark Shura had not expected that Tyr Summers would be so unhinged as to deploy so many elite personnel to Thailand, let alone that the Thai authorities would tacitly approve of all this behind the scenes. For a time, many people down below looked toward the roof of the military building. The building itself was not very tall, only about four stories high. Then, White-Eyed Ivory Dragon tossed a bloodied Star General out of the building with one hand. What followed was a scene of utmost horror, in which White-eyed Ivory Dragon himself jumped down from the building in the same instant that he had thrown Star General. The instant he landed, the impact formed a crater in the concrete

I'm breathing so fast, and my hands are shaking as I shine the flashlight on the body in front of me. My panic doubles over. Lying on the floor in a pool of blood, with a bullet wound on his forehead and lifeless eyes staring up at me, is none other than Morales, Dell’s boss. I scream louder than I’ve ever screamed before. My breath comes in short, rapid gasps, and I back away even further from the body, my whole body trembling. Tears trickle down my face as I struggle to make sense of what I am seeing. Morales is dead.

Below — a narrow alley, three stories down. There was a metal fire escape ladder about six feet away, reachable with a decent jump from the balcony railing. Miles joined me, scanning the gap. “We can make it.” I nodded, adrenaline replacing fear. “Let’s go.” He slid the window open, climbed onto the narrow balcony ledge first. The sound of footsteps filled the suite behind us — multiple, heavy. The door burst open. “Miles!” He reached back. “Jump, Scarlett!” I climbed over the railing and leapt. My fingers caught the cold metal bar of the fire escape, my legs slamming against it. Pain shot up my arms, but I held on.

Jabbing a finger at me, Anthony screamed, "This is all your fault! You forced my mom to be your housekeeper, so you have to compensate us for the medical expenses and emotional damages! 100 thousand dollars, and not a single cent less!" I simply shot them an indifferent stare and played the surveillance footage from my home security cameras right there for them to see. In the video, the entire process of her sneaking upstairs to crack my safe, only to slip and fall off the stool, played out clearly. After saving a copy of the video, I handed it to the police officer who had just arrived. "Sir, she didn't fall while doing household chores in my house. She trespassed into my private space and

I scoffed. Ryan opened the door . "keep olivia out of this! This is the only way out of here. the helicopter takes people in and out of this building. So, you better brace yourself, it's going to be a long jump." "I would be letting you go this time, you might not be lucky, the next." I said, after rethinking my thoughts of killing her. I had to get out of here. That was the most important. I jabbed her, throwing her across the hallway. And in a swift movement, jumped down the building. Which was a 51 storey building i steadied myself for the impact, landing on my feet. Still carrying her on my shoulders I ran further into the forest.

Even Riu’s tone had worry in them just to know how the situation was getting out of hand. “Get my lawyer and make sure she’s granted bail, I will be there soon.” Quickly I got into my car, and was about starting the engine when some loud screams reached my hearing. My eyes had fear zapping in them as I watched the horror unfold. Seated in my car, I watched as Mira fell from the eight story building down, her body crash landed on a car. I couldn’t say that my heart stopped beating for a while there whereas I was rooted in my car.

I closed my eyes, about to jump off a building, when an ill-timed phone ringtone blared. On the other end of the phone came a voice that I couldn't be more familiar with. It was my own voice. "Don't jump, Jack Sterling."