The Fallen World Novels & Stories

BOOOOOOMMMMM “Hahahaha, in that case, I’m looking forward to it! I’m looking forward to the figure you spoke of, O Keeper of the Book of Heaven!” The core of that world shattered, and with it, the world that had once resembled a lifeless wasteland crumbled along with the destruction of that blood-soaked monster. Nothing remained of that world’s ruin—no life, not even the slightest trace that the world had ever existed in that place. With the destruction of yet another world, it signaled that other worlds would meet the same fate without assistance from the upper world or the realm of the gods.

His dark brown eyes were now turned into dark black color. “Every one, I am Austin Parker, not a human an immortal. Came from the other world, Just for Abigail. I want her to be the queen of my kingdom. And Abigail is similar to me. Even she isn’t a human but an immortal. She never belonged here but in other world, with me while ruling the kingdom,” Austin said as he retracted the energy that he released around. The things went back to the place where they were earlier. Ellie, Simona and Rebecca were shocked at the new things. They knew Abigail was awesome but never knew she was this awesome.

He continued to pull me further away from the hospital until we found a small park just close by. There was a blanket spread out over the grass under a huge tree with a bag on it. "Surprise," he said, "I know it's not much but I can't exactly take you anywhere far from the hospital considering your condition," he said sheepishly as we both sat down. "It's still perfect," I answered. "I really missed the Sun," I smiled. "Anything is seriously better than being stuck in that hospital room." Nick chuckled, "I thought you'd say something like that. Hence I made it even perfect by getting you this," he said and removed the whole Fallen boxset from the bag.

*** Note from the Author: This novel has dark, forced sexual elements, brutality and raw demonic aggression. Please read with caution this is a dark erotica tale. Some elements could be triggering for some. *** “He’s like a king living up on that hill.” Udora remarked to me in a hushed voice. Living in WitchFall Fortress on that hill. Guarding the WitchFall dungeons. I thought bitterly. Having not like the man since he’d accused my friend Mara of being a witch and taken her away.

she couldn't find a suitable words to describe the marvelous view she was just witnessing. The Falling Mountain, a place of terror and peace. It is hidden away in the magical worlds. Some say it is only a fairytale, some say it is a myth but only a few know of it's existence. Falling Mountain is a wonderland and it is in fact the realm which divides the magical world from the heavens. It is a wondrous city of stone and modalvite, it was once the abode of the lesser gods. The modalvite illuminates the plains, giving the mountain a greenish shine.

It's 6,000x bigger than the third planet from the former solar system. The residents of Heavens Fall are called the Fallens. Their race may sound suspicious and dangerous, but it's the exact opposite. They are kind and protectors of this land. They possess a power called the void and are believed to be the descendants of the Angel Race from the unknown region. All was well and peaceful…but it was not for long. ~ Year 1500 of the Starlian Calendar ~ The third sun turned black and shattered to pieces as the Nightmare swarm approached the planet, advancing from their victory against the Starlian forces at the Land of Demise.

They were crossing worlds now. She had tried so hard to keep them apart. Her phone buzzed. An unknown number. She already knew who it was. Unknown: You should be careful. He’s becoming visible. Her hands shook violently. Another message followed. Visibility attracts consequences. Maya slid down the wall, sitting on the cold floor, her breath coming in shallow gasps. They were escalating. And Ethan didn’t know how close to the edge she was standing. Across the room, Ethan felt it the shift.

His coat billowed, his gaze never leaving her. “Elara.” He lowered his voice to something dark and intimate. “You need to trust me.” “No.” The word tore from her throat. “I don’t trust anyone from Damien’s world.” His jaw tensed. “For what it’s worth… I left Damien’s world because of you.” Her heart stuttered. She stared at him, confused, frightened, trembling. “What does that even mean?” she whispered. The stranger looked at her with eyes that held too many secrets. “It means,” he murmured, “that you’re not ready to hear the truth yet.”

It was spreading across the horizon like an ink blot on parchment. ​“What is that?” I asked, a cold dread settling over me. ​“The Fallow,” Cassian replied, his voice barely a whisper. “The Harvesters were not the only ones who wanted this world, Winnie. They were just the loudest. They were machines. But the Fallow is organic. It is ancient. It is the biological horror the old world tried to bury under layers of concrete and steel. Now that the Web is gone, the ancient things are waking up. They smell the blood in the iron. They smell the weakness of a world that has lost its shield.”

“Run as far away as you can.” Then he stepped into the void. The moment he fell, cracks spread across the world. The sky shattered like glass, revealing a storm of black code beyond. The earth collapsed. Reality dissolved into streams of data. Adrian. Sharon. Everyone in the kingdom. All of them broke apart into countless points of light before vanishing into the void. The world collapsed. “Host, we're deeply sorry for what happened.” The system's voice sounded distant. “We nearly allowed you to suffer a fatal injury.”