The Fall Of Men Novels & Stories

Men, I could win an award for it, and I was really good, especially like how I did when I was with Lucas, but why was I so weak now when I was with him. When I think it through, I guess maybe it was because I had been strong for too long, and now, I had reach my breaking limits at last "There's nothing too late, and can't be fixed up with "I was a fool and am really sorry for hurting you", unless Lucas is dead"

But then I always remembered, his panic-stricken face after and the fact that he hated me, just like they all did. “I’m sorry” I said as I detangled myself from him and stood straighter, adjusting my tie in the process. He said nothing. He didn’t even acknowledge the fall or the awkward moment his arms had been wrapped around me. Maybe he did this often, letting his male personal assistants fall into his arms. It hit me then! A scandal, Don involved with his male assistant, a gay relationship. It would ruin a respectable family like his. The doors dinged when we got to the ground floor. I walked after him making sure to put a decent space between us. I’ll rather fall on my butt than into his

“What are you talking about?” Fallon inhaled deeply, relaxing back into the bars of the bench. “As you’ve never seen a war Sophia, while I have seen countless, I can tell you, they have a few things in common. No matter what century they take place in. Most obviously, many people often die, but beyond that, they also disappear. It is the perfect opportunity to murder a mass amount of people without raising suspicion.” Was Fallon telling me that Thale used to murder people? “Sola Fide believed that the stone had given humans too much. The wolves and dragons barely warred, but the humans butchered each other constantly. Sola Fide believed this to be unfair. A peaceful life still didn’t exist o

The empire would fall this time. And he would rise. END OF FLASHBACK

to establish, is crumbling. Rumors spread like wildfire. They say I’m weak. They say I’m finished. And perhaps they’re right. The full weight of my downfall settles on me like a crushing boulder. It wasn’t a single mistake that brought me here. It was years of cruelty, years of thinking I was untouchable. Power built on fear is the most unstable foundation. I stand up, my legs unsteady. The mirror in the corner catches my reflection. The man staring back at me is a stranger. His cheeks are hollow, his skin pale. His eyes—once filled with arrogance—are now filled with something I never thought I’d feel. Dread. For the first time in my life, I don’t know what comes next. As the day drags on,

But the relentless encirclement closed in like a merciless vice, sealing their fate with inexorable precision. Relinquishing all hope, the Sangre men bowed to the inevitable, raising their trembling hands to their heads in a gesture of surrender. The weight of defeat hung heavy upon their shoulders as they sank to their knees, their bodies trembling with a mix of dread and resignation. The cold, unforgiving ground beneath them seemed to mock their vulnerability, amplifying their sense of powerlessness.

[The Architecture of Ruin] The weight of his fingers bruising my hip was the only solid thing left in a world that had dissolved into a sea of absolute, screaming crimson. Sitting on the lap of a god who no longer knew how to love me, I realized that the cage hadn’t disappeared when the Spire fell—it had simply expanded to enclose the entire human race.

One second of letting it land. Then he stepped backward off the Precipice. The fall wasn't what he expected. He'd imagined it would feel like failure, like punishment, like the cold certainty of a door slamming shut behind him. Instead it felt like exhaling for the first time after holding his breath for ten thousand years. His lungs expanded. His whole body expanded. The rigid, perfect, unbearable structure of Heaven fell away above him like a shell he'd finally cracked open, and underneath it he was soft and new and terrifyingly alive.

"We come to the public and we pretend as if we are saints sent from heaven but no and no we weren't saints and we seek the implementation of the gay bill acts. Let men marry men, it's a matter of choice.” “The acts bill put an end to women breaking the heart of man. Falling in love just because he is wealthy. Rushing to the marriage registry and after a few months breaking the news of divorce to the entire world." “Making a penury woman to become a billionaire in a twinkle of an eye. We men aren't fools anymore. We want to work hard as we have always done and marry ourselves." " A man can take care of a man and we are not interested in the damned pussy at the center leg of a woman.”

'I'm done now, this would only spell a disaster now that I'm in the bad books of this young man! "Get down on your knees now, all of you!" As he blasted his men down. Thump! Thump! Thump! Dozens of Brightmoon mens and Azure's men fell down on their knees, successively like a pack of domino's. Azure joined them and went down on his knees.