The Fall Series Novels & Stories

She checked the nearby surveillance footage, but soon found that I hadn't shown up in any of the footage. "He even knows to avoid the blind spots of the cameras, just like the rat he is. I doubt I will be able to find him!" I was utterly speechless by her behavior. I couldn't help but ask the system, "I can barely remember what Natalie used to be like after so many worlds. Was she always this arrogant and foolish? Then, why did I go through all that suffering? Does she even deserve it?" The system was silent for a moment before replying, "Do you really want to give up now? You are just one step away from the end. If she falls in love with you now, she will remember everything, and the real h

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 radio station isn't Jessica's personal territory and is owned by the military. If she can't understand that, she doesn't deserve to wear the uniform," Samson said to Celia, firmly and confidently. "But Jess hasn't been home in days. I don't want you two fighting because of me," Celia said. "She's just being stubborn. This isn't about you," Samson replied. Then, the whole mood changed as I heard Celia laughing. "Sam, don't let go! Hold on, I'm going to fall! Ah…! I'm falling! Sam! Catch me!"

She reached over the sheets, still warm on his side, and sighed. The Fall Festival had felt like something out of a dream. Cornstalks. Candied apples. Spontaneous dancing under string lights. And that kiss—God, that kiss. It had started out staged. But somewhere between the hand on her lower back and the way he said her name like it was a promise, it became real. Real enough that when the camera crew cheered and their photo was posted on the retreat’s social media with the caption “True Love Wins!”, Ivy felt a bolt of panic she couldn’t explain.

“It's too late. It's too late for me.” “Fine! Fine!” Vincenzo yelled, his voice broken. “I'll do it! I'll make Antonio the next Don! I'll do whatever you want! Just please, don't jump! Please, Madonna! Don't jump!” “I…” Madonna was saying, her body leaning forward, when she let her hand slip from the railing and she fell into the river. Her phone fell to the ground, but the call was still connected. Vincenzo heard the gasps of the crowd, the horror in their voices, the sudden realization that she had jumped. “No!” Vincenzo yelled. “Madonna! No! No, I lost Stella! I can't lose you too!”

she whispered, the pain in her voice unmistakable as her tears continued to fall. Lucas watched in stunned silence as the tears streamed down her face, his heart breaking at the sight. He had never seen Clarissa so vulnerable, so lost in her own pain. It was as if the truth she had kept locked away for so long had finally been unleashed, and it left him speechless. He had always known there was something different about their love, something they could never fully explain, but to see her in this much pain over it made him question everything he had ever known about love. How could something as simple as their worlds being different keep them apart when all he felt for her was real? As Claris

All I can hear a bird chirping. Then I winched as I feel someone grab my wrist. "Babe don't do this? I know you love me right?" He said to me and try to kiss me. But I kneel him between his legs making him scream for pain. I run and I saw a door, thank God it's opened. I went outside and my eyes immediately wander. I saw a big tree and hide from there. I saw him almost reaching me and I began to move but the next things I see I am in the edge of a cliff. I can see him getting near me and I'm running out of choice. So I decide to better jump and die than to be rape by a creepy stalker.

I didn't have a room. "Skylar!" Hearing his voice had my heart racing with fear, I walked down the stairs to meet him in the hallway. There was a door under the stairs, probably to the basement which is where they made me sleep last time. My step-father stood there with the door open. Suddenly he shoved me and I slipped, falling down each step. Rolo barked and growled at him, earning a kick for himself before he too got locked in the basement with me. I swear I heard him lock it with a key. There were three lights down here, they were fairly dim, the floor had been carpeted thankfully, a single mattress lay in one corner of the room no bedframe, a dog bed next to it with the dogs food and wa

Summer asked me, fluttering her eyelashes at me as she waved a bottle of wine under my nose. “I get the feeling you’ve already started”, I joked as she giggled. I wrestled the wine from her hand, and she and Megan ran to put on their pyjamas as I poured them both a glass of wine and myself an orange juice before I settled in front of the television. The girls were soon changed and plopped down on either side of me, and the three of us got settled with our drinks and popcorn and stuck on Magic Mike on Netflix. “I love me some Channing Tatum.” Megan swooned with Sumner nodding her head in agreement as she stuck a handful of popcorn in her mouth.

Monday. The day that officially makes people tired before they even set out for the day. There certainly are people who take Monday's seriously—but unsparingly, students hope for this day to vanish from the calendar. Yes, the ones who are going to graduate by the next year—too. Autumn season has finally left the premises and the air has become colder than yesterday. Winter is knocking on the door—along with the monthly tests. But Roy was very happy inside, as he made way to his first class with Ken and Monroe bickering nonstop to his left.