The Fall Of Men Novels & Stories

She drew the phone away slightly, eyeing it with newfound uneasiness. How was this supposedly self-possessed man able to unmake her with such disarming precision? Damien's tone softened even further, as if he sensed her surprised unease: a low, hypnotic rumble that felt both grounding and frightening. "However, I can speak from experience when I declare that these big public orgies serve a purpose other than my personal hedonistic desires. The more audaciously we can adorn our fiction with costly vestments, the more genuine it becomes to the masses - and the more protected our true selves stay beneath that crimson curtain."

“The first way to kill a man is to take away his financial freedom. His money, his power… they’re one and the same.” He said it like he was explaining the weather. Like destroying someone’s empire was just another item on today’s to-do list. I waited. I waited for guilt to surface within me. I waited for some sudden, sharp pang of empathy for my father’s impending downfall. But it never came. Nothing. “I’m not upset,” I said quietly, surprised by how steady my voice sounded. Vincenzo raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement on his face. “I know,” he simply said.

She asked me in a playful grin making me throw a glared on her. "Don't you dare say it out loud. That's a stupid thought you had there! What can I say? It's not my fault that all those men just wanted my pants down and we all know I hate that idea. They are all conceited jerk and horny guys. Urg I hate them so much!" I said still wiping my face. "Hahaha.. you are really one of a kind. Sex is not an issue to other woman. But you, your so hot on it!" She said while she hide her amusement look on me.

Kevin pleaded. “I’m not your babe,” Jessica said as she closed the door behind her. The men roughed Kevin up when he tried to follow Jessica out and he calmed down considerably. From the window, he could see the car lights turn on and he heard the car drive out of the compound. Kevin suddenly felt real fear as he saw the menacing look in the men’s eyes. One of the men had an earpiece which he used to communicate to someone on the outside. The man gave his team members a signal and they descended on Kevin with kicks and blows. The last thing he saw before he blacked out was a well dressed man smiling at him from the doorway. He was dressed in a fancy black suit and the look in his eyes was t

Am I to be sold only and for men's pleasure? It seemed like all men who came to me were only there for the word sex. It’s like, I’m just a toy to them that they could throw when broken. I had seen enough. I had heard enough from others, but there’s part of me that wanted to just say, ‘I quit’.

Those wings looked scary, at least in Reiji's eyes, not that he would voice it out loud. "Fallen Angels are Angels that have fallen from the grace of God due to having "impure thoughts" that divert them from the teachings of the God in the Bible. The leaders of Grigori were tempted by human women and had fallen after having sex with them. And despite being cast out of Heaven, Fallen Angels can still use the power of light." - Akeno explained seriously to the men, they just paid attention. They were shocked, they didn't know about that except for Reiji because of family circumstances.

The middle-aged man disclosed the situation and everyone was left shocked. "We ended most of them, the remaining ones hid themselves in the shadows of the night. If they are the cause of the fall of Walton Kingdom and if they are here, then it only means one thing that this time they are ready to destroy mankind." The old man said, his voice wavering at the end of the sentence.

There was regret in his dead grey eyes as he finished that sentence. The man in front of him stood around two inches taller, his hair also dark brown though it was cut shorter on the back and sides but slightly longer on the top. He looked at his brother his ocean blue eyes, bloodshot from sleep deprivation. Another door opened and a woman entered, she had raven black hair braided into a fishtale plait and her blueish-green eyes filled with saddness though she had a look of determination on her face. She was short and skinny, but she had some muscle definition in her arms. "It is done." She stated loud enough for both men to hear. "She is gone." A tear slipped down her cheek as the taller of

His wings still out, tensed, and ready, the rest of us holding our weapons. He moved so fast I didn’t even see him. Sliding past the others as fluid as water going around rocks in a stream he came for me, I felt his arm snag my waist and my feet left the Earth. I heard Devon’s shots fire and Kenneth soared into the air in pursuit. Cassi let out a scream and I heard the others calling my name as we ascended, until they were just specks. Kenneth closing in, aiming his crossbow at Shamshiel’s wings, his purple wings beating as he tried desperately to keep up, his face contorted in anguish as he realized he would not be able to help me. In the blink of an eye Shamshiel closed his wings around us

he added, his tone turning colder, “is when we strike.” I leaned back in my seat, my expression steady, but my mind already moving ahead of this moment. “Yes,” I said quietly. “Because a man like Karen doesn’t fall from strength.” My eyes held his. “He falls when everything he believes in starts to collapse.”