She Hit The Floor Low-low-low Novels & Stories

’ A split second after, she suddenly fell to the floor, twisting violently like a fish on a hook as though her entire body was being lashed violently by an invisible whip. Then, she screamed.

Chips of it bounced off the floor as the rest of the frame hit the marble below our feet. I’d never seen her so frustrated.

Her heels clicked frantically against the floor, creating an urgent rhythm that echoed through the suddenly quiet room. After a few sprints, Olivia stumbled on the hem of her red dress, a low gasp escaping from her as her knee hit the floor. The sound of her body meeting the hard surface was sharp and final, like a gavel striking wood. Her dress bunched around her legs, and I could see her shoulders shaking as she tried to steady herself. Cindy and Mindy rushed towards Olivia, stooping down with concerned looks on their faces. Their movements were quick and clumsy, their own heels making small scraping sounds as they hurried to reach their fallen leader.

"Ms. Parker, please don't get the wrong idea! We really just… ran into each other. Please, just let Mr. Quinn take me to the hospital first. My stomach really hurts. Please, I'm begging you." Cold sweat dripped down her forehead, and her voice grew weaker with each cry. By the time she finished, she was barely holding herself up. The commotion had already drawn a crowd. Zachary hated being caught in an embarrassing situation. The more eyes on us, the darker his expression became. "Sienna, she really is in pain," he said. I waved a hand dismissively, confused. "And what does that have to do with me? You brought her here, and you were the one who knocked her down.

Amber’s knees buckled. I caught her before she hit the floor.

Not under my watch. Putting out my leg, she trips over and with a loud and painful thud falls to the floor. “Oops! My bad.”

Shutting my eyes and holding in my breathe I play dead that utter teach her "You can get up now," she says with triumph in her voice. She trips me and now she thinks she's won. Not happening "Boss I'm being serious" her voice now sounds desperate. She drops onto her knees and starts feeling around the floor "Oh my god Daniel" her voice sounds worried and scared

I leaped upon reaching the stairs, trying to make the perfect entrance. My legs landed perfectly on the floor but my heels failed me, my whole body moving along with gravity. Thump! “Madam, are you okay?” Murmurs erupted as I lay flat on the floor. I lowered my head to the floor, not wanting anyone to see how weak I was. A scout would have stood still despite the heels failing; that’s how strong they were compared to me. “Why are you on the floor?” His cold voice resonated in my ears. I tilted my head towards his voice, his icy glare sending shivers down my spine.

he threw her on the floor, took off his belt, vigorously hit. "Chat Chat Chat" the sound resounded, every time it sounded, it made the girl below hurt to shrink. She could only hold her body tightly in pain and shed tears "Ah, don't hit me anymore." she begged weakly, but the rope still brutally fell on her, leaving scratches and stains everywhere it went.

“I said get out.” “Relax,” she murmured. “You’ll enjoy—” Her words cut off. Because in that moment, she slipped. Her heel caught the edge of the rug. Her body tilted backward and before I could catch her, she hit the floor. The sound of her head hitting the vase behind her echoed through the room. I stared at her, my chest rising slowly as the realization settled in. She wasn’t moving.