Scenes From Falling Down Novels & Stories

Wanting to entertain him even more, Bailey dug into the rope with extra force. I shouted with everything I had, hoping someone would hear me. Alas, the roaring wind was too loud. All I could do was slam myself against whatever parts of the wall I could reach, creating noise so the workers above would lower me further. It worked. Slowly, they lowered me toward the fifth floor. Unfortunately, by then, the safety rope had been cut so badly that it finally snapped in two. My body dropped instantly, just like a kite that had lost its string.

her heart was pounding loudly in her ear that she thought she would pass out. Isabella received whoosh of hair , shutting her eyes tightly she found herself out of Rudy Jone's office. Slowly her eyelids drops open, staring around she found herself in between sidney and Hayden. They were both determined , angry and dangerous. she stop breathing for some seconds when she witness Beasty emerging and Sidney shifting too. Oh goodness! Not yet. Isabella thought to herself in horror.

Inside was a faded photo of Natalie, age five, grinning with a missing tooth. She held it out. Natalie didn’t take it. But she looked at it. Really looked. Then she walked back into the shelter, not saying another word. Meekey stood alone in the alley, hands shaking, the cold air slicing through her. She didn’t know what would happen next. But for the first time in fourteen years, it didn’t feel like the end. It felt like a beginning.

Sebastian stumbled backward. One step. Then another. His gaze drifted toward Aurora. Toward the pendant. Toward the empire he had spent his entire life chasing. Then… His heel found empty air. The broken edge of the warehouse platform. His body tipped backward. For one impossible second… He seemed suspended between life and death. Then… He fell. The crash echoed through the warehouse. Silence followed. Nobody moved. Nobody spoke. Aurora slowly walked toward the edge. She looked down. Far below…

Despite my determination though, the breathtaking scenery around me starts to contort and blur, and no matter how hard I try to keep my mind straight, a dark haze moves in and floods my vision. I stumble one, two steps, a third, and then I fall. My tired body goes crashing to the cold, marble floor.

Towards the end of the ranch, there was a pole that was used for marking out points on the field. As the man and Farry galloped past the pole, it fell. She saw the pole fall, in a bid to swerve Star from the impending danger, the horse was overwhelmed by everything that was going on. He whined and lifted hooves in the air which sent her landing into a puddle. She lay in the puddle for about thirty seconds muttering curses under her breath. She was greeted by a pair of cornflower blue eyes and a more cocky smile. "I won, never underestimate me" he said proudly and stretched his hand out for her to grab.

CHAPTER 141 DARIUS’S POV The fall didn’t feel like a descent, it felt like the world had simply stopped existing beneath my boots. One second, I was standing on a floor of polished concrete and broken glass; the next, the freezing mountain air was a blow, stripping the breath from my lungs. I didn't let go of Iris. I couldn't. Her fingers were locked with mine in a grip so tight it felt like our bones were fusing. Between us, Ethan was a dead weight, a shadow caught in the middle of our frantic, vertical plunge.

The fall was more than something he could control. He couldn’t stop the scream that forced itself out of his mouth as he found himself struggling against the force of gravity. His body hit the window guards from the top most floor and his head also hit one of the opened window glasses and continued downward until it got to the middle floor at the fourth second where it hit another opened glass window, all this slowing down his movement and increasing the pains of his fall. He closed his eyes in anticipation of his death as he continued falling.

Then we’re falling. Alex yanks me against him as the emergency lights flicker on, casting everything in a sickly red glow. His heart pounds against my cheek, his arms forming a protective cage around me. Eliana stumbles, catching herself against the wall. Marcus’s papers scatter across the floor like autumn leaves, revealing glimpses of damning evidence in their descent. “The emergency brakes should engage automatically,” Alex starts, his voice steady despite our plunge. “The system was just inspected last—” Another shriek of metal cuts him off. We drop faster, the floor numbers blurring past: 15, 14, 13… The force pushes us up slightly, creating a sickening sensation of weightlessness.

I saw the pearl comb she used to wear floating in the air. I saw Moretti's white suit materializing out of the brightness. I swayed on the stool. My body started to slide sideways. "Up," Killian's voice cut through the fog. I caught myself. Grabbed the edges of the stool with both hands. I looked at him through the glare. He stared back, unblinking. Four hours. My body made the decision without my permission. I fell. I hit the concrete floor hard, my shoulder and hip taking the impact. I curled up on the cold floor and closed my eyes against the glare.