The Fall Camus Novels & Stories

His tall body slumped, lying helpless on the cold, muddy ground with his eyes tightly closed. Behind the second-floor curtain, Ziyi witnessed the very moments of the man's fall. Ziyi's hand that gripped the curtain fabric instantly trembled violently. There was a strong urge inside her chest to immediately run down and embrace that frail body, but Camelia's words buzzed loudly in her mind again. *Don't give forgiveness easily. Let him struggle.*

The wind tugged at my hair as I clung to the saddle, my voice barely audible over the pounding of hooves and the howling shouting of eager men behind us. It all echoed across the endless dunes. Then it happened. A low rumble beneath us. The camel let out a panicked bellow, and suddenly the ground gave way. “Raffaele—!” The world sank as sand swallowed us whole. I was falling—weightless and wild. My arms were flapping. The air crushed from my lungs as I slammed through a wave of powdered darkness. Raffaele’s arm wrapped around my waist mid-fall. I held my breath until my lungs screamed.

The ground opened up, swallowing the angel as he fall through the void. “You’ll learn love could get so far my son, if you withstand this—then the heaven’s prove that you are meant to be with each other. Live your life looking for the man you will forget every single lifetime, Lux.” The man mumbled the curse to the angel as he fell. Camael ran, fast. He tried to grab the angel as he fell down but he was frozen mid grab as their father looked at him. “Why? Why? Why would you do that? You dare come in between what’s set in stone because they are different?” Camael asked, ears flowing from his eyes as he fell down on his knees.

I believed—" he started. "I know what you believed." Carter's voice didn't change. Stayed level. Stayed quiet. That was the thing Cameron had said to Marcus — Carter doesn't explode, he goes cold, and it's worse — and he'd been right. Carter's fury had never lived in volume. It lived in precision. In the removal of warmth from a voice that usually carried some. "You believed that my fall would free her. That if the company collapsed and I was removed and the ground fell away from under me, she'd see clearly what she'd been unable to see from inside it."

Rosette’s POV Everything went silent. Not quiet. Not calm. Gone. The pressure vanished. The resistance disappeared. The endless structure of loops and fragments— Collapsed. And for a single, suspended moment— There was nothing. The Fall Then— I dropped. Not physically. Not in a way I could understand. But I felt it— A sharp pull— A violent return— And suddenly— Air slammed back into my lungs. Back to Reality I staggered. My knees nearly buckled—

Shrugging off that thought I returned to the real problem at hand. There’s no denying it, the CIA now one hundred percent knew of our cartel and now they would be even more set on catching us and bringing us down. I understood my men’s thinking but I just wish it didn’t have to come to this. For too long we’ve ran this cartel under the radar, and for it to be so close to being over… “No” I thought to myself “no way in fuck I’m letting this cartel fall, we’ll figure out a way to blend in for good. If changes are necessary so be it.”

All I can hear a bird chirping. Then I winched as I feel someone grab my wrist. "Babe don't do this? I know you love me right?" He said to me and try to kiss me. But I kneel him between his legs making him scream for pain. I run and I saw a door, thank God it's opened. I went outside and my eyes immediately wander. I saw a big tree and hide from there. I saw him almost reaching me and I began to move but the next things I see I am in the edge of a cliff. I can see him getting near me and I'm running out of choice. So I decide to better jump and die than to be rape by a creepy stalker.

You are one of a lucky person invited to participate in a FALLING GAME. GOLDEN RULE: ONCE YOU FALL, YOU LOSE. Rules: Exclusive for students of Oxford International School only. Any transferee or an exchange student must sign a contract to avoid ghosting or other problems. Don't kill other participants. You are allowed to harm anyone in the game but killing is a crime. No to inactive and have an absence issue. This is a couple game. Two absents are equal to removing in the game plus a punishment. Can do activities and attendance. Failure to comply means a punishment.

“Or maybe we’ll get a nice puff piece out of it. Something with dramatic tension. Hot gossip. Forbidden sex. You know, content.” Isla looked at him like she wanted to strangle him with the bedsheet I was wearing. “You are such a fool. You spent your entire life in the shadows. Every step calculated, every risk measured. And now you want to expose yourself, for what? Because the sex was that good?” He grinned, piercing blue eyes flicking to me. “She is that good.”

What wish would possibly fix this shit heap? “I – I wish that Rose was never born a Fallen.” I said, hoping I don’t regret this decision. “Hmm. Interesting choice. Very well.” Gabriel said before clapping dramatically. I felt my body free fall, and everything turned black.