The Fall Camus Novels & Stories

"Senior.. let me tell you about a demigod named Narcissus. Evidently, the idea of narcissism comes from him." Successfully able to stop the banter, Jeremy made Ken too eagerly listen to him. "It is said here in Metamorphosis, that Narcissus fell in love with his reflection on the water and treated all his admirers both Male and Female—of various species, badly. He desired himself and literally kissed his own reflection." "Looks like someone sitting right beside me." Monroe deadpanned, enraging Ken. The banter should have mediated, but seeing the turn of events, Jeremy groaned sadly. Did he make things worse?

He shifted running a hand down his face and opened his eyes once more showing me that beyond the tough exterior was a just a man unsure of what to do. "We can't focus on the what if's. In as much as I don't want to talk about the shit that happened what's keeping me from falling apart is the fact I'm still here and that's because you got to me at the knick of time. I don't want any more blood on your hands, if killing is truly the only option," I paused contemplating what other alternative to give, "then allow someone else to do the deed," I replied placing my hand on his cheek turning his head to face me when I heard him grumble in annoyance at the request. Kissing him multiple times till a

If Meekey was going to carve out a future for herself—maybe even earn a sliver of space in her daughter’s world—she had to do it the right way. Build a life. Get clean. Stay steady. And hold onto her leverage—not as a weapon, but as protection. She finished her cigarette, crushed it under her boot, and went back inside. She worked until close, then walked the six blocks back to Vanessa’s apartment with her hoodie up and her head down. Inside, the house was quiet. But on the table, a folded note waited for her. Meekey, Some guy came by asking questions. Said he knew you. Said his name was Rome.

The Alpha chuckles “Jaz how about you come down and stop confusing your Mate” my bata and I look at one another then at my sister and we are all perplexed. I look at the Alpha “Alpha?” “Alpha Jax” “Alpha Jax, what doe you mean Mate??” the next this I know I smell apples and Carmel and a hit of chocolate, but I don’t know where the smell is coming from. Where is she… “Jaz please stop confusing the poor guy and let him see you.” I hear a giggle but the smell is getting stronger and I’m still standing in the same stop looking all around and I hear rose gigging and I hear them all laughing “what is so funny???” I’m asking while looking at the three of them and I end on rose and she points funny

When I came back, Edward was still by the door, Daniel still by the couch, Falco waiting in the corner like a statue. “We’ll take my car,” Edward said. Daniel’s brow furrowed. “And I’m just supposed to what—wave goodbye? Not happening.” Edward looked ready to argue, but Falco spoke first. “Two cars. We take different routes. Less predictable.” It was the only thing they could both agree on. We left in the rain. Falco drove with Edward in the passenger seat, scanning every passing car. I sat behind them, watching the city lights smear across the wet glass. Every time we passed someone standing on a corner, my stomach clenched.

His wings still out, tensed, and ready, the rest of us holding our weapons. He moved so fast I didn’t even see him. Sliding past the others as fluid as water going around rocks in a stream he came for me, I felt his arm snag my waist and my feet left the Earth. I heard Devon’s shots fire and Kenneth soared into the air in pursuit. Cassi let out a scream and I heard the others calling my name as we ascended, until they were just specks. Kenneth closing in, aiming his crossbow at Shamshiel’s wings, his purple wings beating as he tried desperately to keep up, his face contorted in anguish as he realized he would not be able to help me. In the blink of an eye Shamshiel closed his wings around us

he muttered, the word thick with regret. A loud bang echoed through the deserted street, the gunshot sharp and final. The smell of gunpowder filled the air, acrid and metallic. Brains exploded all over the ground. And his body fell limp. One of Carmelo's men rushed forward, a strangled cry escaping his lips. He knelt beside Marco's body, his touch frantic and futile. Carmelo barked a single, harsh word, and the man retreated, his head bowed in submission. There was something on his lips that told me this guy wasn't nearly as meek as he appeared to me. It seemed like Carmelo would have to watch his back.

Kael slowly leaned against one of the subway poles, exhaustion dragging at his features now that the adrenaline from the fight faded. “But I know what this world is,” he continued. “And I know what happens to people alone in it.” Nova looked away first. Kael studied her quietly for another moment before finally sighing. “You don’t have to trust me tonight.” “But at least stay alive long enough to hate me properly later.” “Fine” The word came out more exhausted than argumentative this time. Nova honestly didn’t know what it was with this guy. Wolf. Whatever. Him constantly saying he knew her should’ve sounded insane.

Her baby kicked gently, as if sensing her heartbreak. Lucian stood alone in the snow. Watching the woman he was falling in love with disappear into the night. ****** The Apartment That Doesn’t Feel Safe Anymore The penthouse was too quiet, too large and too cold. Too filled with the ghost of Lucian’s presence. Elara sat on the edge of the bed Marek escorted her to, hands trembling, her mind replaying Damien’s words over and over. He killed someone for you. A good man. Someone you trusted.

My father must have pulled some strings, or I would have been stuck at the station for the next few days. He was harsh, but he would never abandon me. Under the officers' watchful eyes, I gathered my belongings and walked out of the station. The moment I stepped outside, a rotten egg slammed into my face. The stench hit me instantly, accompanied by a string of angry shouts. "You dare to show your face out here?! Have you no shame?! Do you think being rich makes you untouchable?!"