Pride Goes Before A Fall Novels & Stories

"None of that would happen if you didn't try to show off. Pride goes before a fall!" And tonight, Kyle did not just fall—he was thoroughly humiliated!

The car angrily barked as we drove on the scanty road, it's headlight illuminating the darkness ahead as the midnight breeze caressed our faces. " To get you into a pride", she said as her eyes stayed fixated on the road. " And what is a pride?" another college entrance examination question. " Well, your metamorphosis into a vampire was successful, but you need to belong to a system, a system of others like your kind, and that is what a pride will be for you. A system with people of your kind whom you can always fall back on", she said. We were almost thrown out of the roofless vehicle as she unknowingly bumped into a pothole, and that made me to feel subconsciously thankful for the inventio

You make out of today A tomorrow A ray of hope A stream of well being Just you within me I am all set to progress No definition of ill will No sound bold Nothing unbelieved Just you within me I know you do not nurture defeat But it grows any way Through out speedily Do not counter self For success is all within Smile your way to success Do repeat Do repeat I know you counter world World is set within limits Your form defines heights You are success rebelieved Each morning Each night Do not have success of joy In anyone’s plight To love is yet another reason Why we all survive Associated with pride We walk better as right Come counter not self Build self as surprise This is right This is the

I took the mic with steady fingers, feeling every heartbeat settle into purpose. “Good evening,” I began, my voice clear. “When I fell, the world thought it was my ending. But sometimes, falling is just the first step to learning how to rise.” A hush swept through the ballroom. Even Adrian’s gaze softened…haunted. “This foundation,” I continued, “is for everyone who has been told they’re less than they are. For everyone who was broken and still found the strength to rebuild.” Applause thundered. For a heartbeat, I almost forgot Adrian was there. Almost.

"Zachary really fell for you at first sight, huh? You must have some crazy charm. "He fell in love instantly, and you believe love grows with time. You two are perfect for each other. But now I know— his love at first sight had long since faded. Time had worn it down to nothing but indifference.

“Were you trying to kill yourself?” “I…” “Answer me!” he snapped, the sound sharp enough to slice through the air. “You think falling fifty floors is freedom? You think that’s what they’ll call it when they scrape what’s left of you off the street?” His words hit hard cold and brutal but I refused to look away. My throat tightened, my palms burned from where they’d been gripping the railing, but I made myself speak anyway. “At least it would’ve been mine.” The silence that followed was suffocating. Even his men froze.

He just needed to make a single phone call to ruin Brutus' life for good. Soon, Brutus found himself at the mercy of everyone he crossed paths with. His company went bankrupt, and his creditors even managed to find him and give him a few good beatings.

“The only thing that scares me… is not being close enough if someone tries to take you.” Her stomach tightened, both in fear and something warmer, deeper, more dangerous. “Get dressed,” he murmured. “I’ll be waiting.” ****** The gala was held in the Crestfallen Hotel. A towering marble fortress lit with white stone columns that stretched into the sky. Snow drifted in slow spirals, settling on the awnings and glowing under the lanterns. Lucian helped Elara from the car only after scanning the street with a careful, lethal precision. If anyone had ever looked at her with such wordless protectiveness, she didn’t remember it.

Love and Light was Vanessa’s first home, her church—the one place where her fears dissipated, and sanity embraced her reality. Her mother taught her the values of living a good Christian life, and even taught her how to pray her first prayers before meals. It had been that way longer than Vanessa could remember, and every Sunday always seemed even more beautiful than the previous Sunday—the choir sang more cheerfully, the preaching was more fulfilling and the smiles she got from everyone around her were more inspiring. And it was this way every Sunday, until one Sunday when Vanessa learnt her boyfriend she had been dating for two years was cheating on her.

of the cookies Gianni's mother baked. When he got better, she made a mental note to never ask for or receive his help because she felt he had gone through more than enough already because of trying to help her. Looking at it critically, the fall was solely her fault, she was the one who wanted a treehouse because almost all the kids in school had one, She was the one who kept tailing behind him, begging him to help her build one because, to her, he was the elder brother she never had, she was the one that wailed nonstop when he had told her he wouldn't do it and when he finally did, her happiness was short-lived. She remembered running over to him only to realize that he was bleeding, she h