The Fall Of Men Novels & Stories

It hurt his belief because he never wanted to unite with Lithonia for the sake of his great pride. Now, the son he was so proud of whom he thought would be even harder, turned out to be the weakest because he was the one who was caught up in the worst temptation of dreams. A man who is very tough even in the end will melt down by the temptations of women. If Keith continued to follow his heart, then the pinnacle of Edaphos' downfall was in his hands. "Zarius, show me how strong the poison you created is? How many lives will be lost!"

A few students gawked, not quite believing that the sunshine boy would take up a fight, much less beating the crap out of them. Nathan didn't care about anything at the moment. His head was spinning with anger, blood ringing in his ears. He felt like his being was drowning. Nathan saw himself in Timothy's place, struggling to survive. The boy focused ahead when he felt the warmth around him disappear. His vision captured Timothy pulling a tall man towards him. Whatever the younger said didn't reach Nathan's ears. All he could feel was his ears pounding, body on the verge of giving up. His sight blurred with hot tears, skin tingling when a tender touch rested against his cheek. Nathan tried t

It made men fall and disappear… Just a name… “Tenebris…”

the voice continues, its cadence mesmerizing. Ivan’s eyes widen with fear, his usual bravado crumbling as he listens to the detailed account of his downfall. The Spinner speaks of his rise to power, the bridges he burned, the allies he betrayed, and finally, his death. “You will fall not by the hand of an ordinary man, but by Conquest, the first Horsemen. It is he who will bring about your demise.”

Whilst i’ll tell them avout our departure. Kasumi gave nod and then leaving with the others and i’m going toward the prince to tell him about our departure. His expression is priceless when he saw me changed myself. I then flapped my wing and go after the others. On the dream we had before, the people from outside world that is us, are called Fallen by the people of this world. Because We are truth to our own desire untill we fall to depravity. I’ll made my dream became true on this fucked reincarnation setting. After i’m do e with the main mission. Destroying ‘that’ person.

Not even close. But if he can’t save himself from the fall… “We’re all slaves, like you. We’re just their entertainment,” he snarls, his mouth full of blood. “We’re just their entertainment!” Meg rolls onto her stomach, panting. The six men remaining in the fight are climbing up the platform. I don’t have time for this. “We’re just their–” I kick, my heel colliding with his teeth, driving his nose inward with a wet crunch. He falls back, arms splayed, and when he hits the ground, his head bounces. Hard.

There would be no accusation, no redemption, no one to listen if he dared to speak. He was already ruined. Fallon's shoulders sagged, pride collapsing inward like wet parchment. His gaze swept the court one last time—faces turning away, some out of pity, most out of fear. The nobles parted just enough to let him pass, silk and velvet rustling as bodies shifted aside, unwilling to brush against the contagion of failure. The sound of their whispers followed him like insects crawling through dead leaves. Each step toward the door dragged heavier than the last, his boots whispering against the marble, the sound swallowed by the murmurs that resumed behind him. The scratch of his medal against hi

Sadly, some things are just meant to fall ~Dystopia ~Fall through the cracks of the mirror into a never ending nightmare~ ~Arc 2 ~ Atonement - Deception can only (exist) last for so long

"Fall back! Everyone out!" His men grabbed one another for support and stumbled away down the street in a chaotic retreat.

Icebulls had won us again. I dropped the bottle on the table and leaned back, dragging a hand over my face. The bar was packed, full of noise and heat, but it didn’t feel like a celebration on our side. It felt forced, like we were all pretending we didn’t care about losing for the three consecutive times. “We’ll get them next time,” Mark said beside me, already sounding drunk. I let out a quiet scoff. “You said that last time.” “And we will say it again,” he replied with a grin, lifting his bottle.