The Fall Novels & Stories

Not just for a night. I lift her up, take two steps forward, then feel like the biggest idiot in the world when I stumble forward, tripping over my own feet in my haste to get her to my bedroom. My body gets ahead of my feet and we crash into my end table next to the couch, the legs squawking loudly against the wood floor as it skids a few inches and slams against the couch from the force of our bodies colliding with it. Chloe's back jams into the corner of the table while I fall face first into her chest. Not exactly the way I'd hoped to experience feeling her breasts against my face for the first time. She groans in pain but thankfully laughs at the same time.

Marcus muttered under his breath. He reached the stairwell—blocked. Concrete had collapsed halfway down, cutting off the path completely. No time, no pathway. Marcus turned sharply and kicked open the nearest office door. Windows,high up. Too high for a normal fall. Good thing he wasn’t normal. The floor shook violently again. Chunks of ceiling started falling. Noah flinched weakly against him. “It’s okay,” Marcus said quickly. “Just trust me.” Noah let out a shaky breath. “I do…”

I stuck my tongue out and tried to reach for the drop I could feel cascading down my cheek, but it wasn’t accessible. My fingers began to slip, the cold, damp surface offering little grip as panic surged through me. In an instant, I lost my footing completely, leaving only my desperate fingers to cling to the edge—my only barrier between life and the churning abyss below. “Cassie, I can’t! I’m falling!” I called out, my voice trembling.

I always want to move higher, higher to the the exact top of the hill, where they were, but I am scared of heights, I've always had this fear of falling, and he was always so high and maybe that's why I wasn't able to reach him, Up high, it so beautiful, so exotic and is filled with so much nostalgia, but when you fall, you fall so hard you hit rock bottom and you will never be able to stand again. My mind was filled with thoughts, as I looked at them with my eyes as red as red can be, because I was trying to hard to hold back the years that filled my eyes, "Ah… This is gonna be a Hassel for me" I thought as I tried to rub my eyes attempting to make the redness disappear, but I knew that was

Her eyes went crimson as the pain flooded over her. She realized she had to flee from him as quickly as possible. Her instincts shouted for safety, pushing her to keep a safe distance from him. She noticed that the lift was not moving when she looked at the floor number. “Why…. why is this lift not moving”

The bubble of reality around them shrank, the screaming chaos pressing in closer. Figures began to form in the vortex. Vast, shadowy shapes of impossible geometry. Eyes of cold fire. Wings of shattered glass and smoke. They were not fully in the world yet, but their presence was enough to warp the air, to make the stones of the chapel bleed black ichor. The Fallen Pantheon was arriving. “See?” the man Kael whispered, his eyes wide with fanatical joy. “See their glory?” Lyra was sobbing, her hands over her ears. “Make it stop! Make the bad song stop!”

The stone floor loomed closer, an unforgiving surface that promised nothing but pain. As she fell, Hara’s mind raced with a frantic clarity, each moment stretching into an agonizing eternity. Her legs, weakened by shock and fear, gave way entirely, and she was propelled backward through the chilling air. The fall seemed endless, a nightmarish journey that culminated in a bone-shattering impact. The collision with the floor was brutal and immediate. Hara’s body hit the stone with a jarring force that sent a violent tremor through her entire frame. The sickening crack of her head striking the ground reverberated through the cold night, leaving her dazed and diso

“Lessons.” The ground trembled beneath their feet. Cassian and Dorian moved instinctively, standing on either side of Lena, their weapons drawn. Lena’s fingers itched. The air crackled. And then— The floor beneath them collapsed. Falling into the Abyss Lena barely had time to react before the world tilted. She fell fast, the wind rushing past her ears, stone and dust tumbling alongside her. Cassian shouted something, but she couldn’t hear it. Dorian’s form twisted in the air, trying to reach her, but the darkness swallowed them whole.

"You're here, aren't you? What's going to happen to me?" Leo stepped closer to him, cornering Archer against the table. As he lowered his eyes, meeting Archer's gentle, smiling gaze, Leo felt the burning feeling in his chest intensify. However, he refused to lose to Archer. So, he took the wine glass and finished everything, spiked wine and all, with Archer's eyes on him. "Something terrible's about to happen," Leo said. "Aren't you going to run, Archie?" Archer shoved Leo aside. Leo immediately froze in place, not daring to turn around and watch Archer leave. The drug was starting to take effect on his body, but Leo's blood had already run cold.

Nick looks at me in my eyes. “Yes, I do want to bet.” “OKEYY, don’t say I didn’t warn you,” I tell him and smile evilly at him. ‘If only he knows the shit he got himself into’ Fate laughs ‘I agree with you there’ shaking my head. I stand straight and look him dead in the eyes with the most serious expression on my face I can must without laughing “Alpha Nick, I formally stand here in front of the whole pack house to invoke rule 12, I will meet you out in the training field in 45 mins if you fail to be there by then you Will be invoking rule 30 and 1, 3, AND 13. Do you understand?”