The Fall Novels & Stories

"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.

His wolf claws reach out for me and Colby was quick to push me away from his reach. I stagger back and fall back to the shattered window and like those slow motions acts, I watch things escalate. As I fall I see Shawn and Colby killing Ambrose's men in their wolf forms viciously. I avert my gaze to the beautiful sky above and wonder when will I be in peace. As I am falling I call out to God. 'I am falling' 'your humble servant needs you' 'Please save me 'Save me from this world' 'take me ' 'I am falling'

The new intern had a habit of calling my husband "Daddy." "Daddy, I am having the worst luck today. Could you please go buy me some feminine products?" "Daddy, I cannot get the zipper on my dress unstuck. Can you help me?" "Daddy, why do you not have my hair tie around your wrist? I think you deserve a punishment. Wear two. Pink ones, okay?" I frowned as irritation simmered beneath the surface. My husband waved it off with a casual smile. "She is just being playful. Do not take it seriously. She is young and enjoying the novelty. She will get over it soon enough." I said nothing. I waited until the night of the company’s annual gala. She suddenly stumbled in front of everyone and fe

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 The fall was not a clean drop; it was a chaotic, bone-jarring descent through a forest of splintering glass and severed data cables. As the inner sanctum of the Spire disintegrated, Maya felt the stomach-flipping lurch of zero gravity, followed immediately by the crushing weight of the Spire’s erratic artificial atmosphere. The air was thick with the smell of ozone, burnt silicon, and the metallic tang of the English Channel’s spray, which was being sucked upward into the vortex created by the Spire’s collapse.

He held her close, but his arms trembled with doubt and uncertainty. “I…I don’t know how much longer I can hold on…” he murmured as his voice shook. Suddenly, the ground beneath them split open wide. The table lurched, tilted sharply; shards began sliding toward the gaping pit below where red light glimmered ominously. As the floor gave way, they could still hear the double's chilling voice behind them: “Fall again, fox. Fall until even she can’t find you.” Camela screamed as the pit grew wider. Vincent held her tightly in his arms.

Her coat dances in the breeze, like the wings of a fallen angel. Fallon’s voice echoed softly, “Do you know where you are?” Rebecca’s cracked lips barely move. “Please… let me go…” She begs. “Oh, we’re far past ‘please,’ Rebecca. This isn't about mercy. It’s about memory.” Fallon steps aside, revealing the edge of the building — a sheer drop into blackness. City lights flicker far below like stars beneath the abyss. “You’ll kill me… You’ll throw me…” Rebecca muttered with quivering lips.

I was enjoying watching her than watching the movie. I'm falling... I'm falling... I'm falling... For Catherine. Catherine Forster. __________ SFTC: Chocolate - The 1975

They were trying to keep her here. And Lyla would not be caged. She felt it before it happened. A shift. A trap. And then The ground opened beneath her. The city swallowed her whole. She fell. Down. Down. Down into something that should not exist. And as the light above her disappeared She realized she was not alone. The fall ended too soon. She landed hard, rolling to her feet, her body tense. The air was thick. Heavy. And before her A door. Not broken.

I walked closer and followed its gaze, fixed on the vast emptiness ahead, completely expressionless. “Why are you alone?” I asked, my voice hoarse. No answer. Suddenly, the ground gave way beneath me, and I found myself falling into an abyss. My heart ached—not from fear of the fall or the unknown, but from the thought of leaving that wolf alone again. Looking around, I realized I wasn’t the only one falling. Dozens of people were plummeting with me, their faces twisted in panic and horror, their screams echoing through the void.

~What am I now? What am I now? What if I'm someone I don't want around? I'm falling again, I'm falling again, I'm falling What if I'm down? What if I'm out? What if I'm someone you won't talk about? I'm falling again, I'm falling again, I'm falling~ -(Harry Styles) Falling --- --- --- --- --- --- --- Stefanos: I watched out from the large expanse of my window, as the curtains fluttered with the soft breeze singing outside the walls of the tower. The view of the garden outside was magnificent as always with a few flowers missing here and there.