The Falling Novel Novels & Stories

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

I sighed in relief when I heard the unmistakable growl of Nathan and knew they were almost here. My friends were fighting a good fight, but they were outnumbered, with the rogues pushing them back in their desperate attempts to get closer to me. I backed away, grabbing a chair to use as a weapon as I stepped closer to the wall to get away from them. Instead of hitting the wall as I expected, I backed into a person. I froze as I felt something jab me in the neck. Not again was my last thought before I blacked out. Nathan’s point of view

'Just fall for the temptation already,' Peter groaned inwardly He was gonna dump her when he got what she wanted from her. Peter grinned devilishly when Faye hugged him back. She had no idea what she was getting herself into. She was too naive and he was gonna use her and then dump her. 'It seems bullying Alexandria was a good idea after all,' Faye thought happily. Peter needed someone to help him get those files so if he couldn't use Alexandria, he was gonna use Faye Archer. 'Oh Faye, you are gonna be disappointed, 'he said mentally as he giggled evilly.

My head kept on overthinking, talking to myself inside my head. Would someone change my decision? Or would I ever get a chance to find someone that is truly a match for me? My soulmate? It's not bad to believe, but somehow, as I realize things, I'm afraid of getting hurt.However, things aren’t like in novels. In novels, you could twist things, make your characters beautiful, sexy, and attractive enough for handsome hunk men. Novels are fantasies to escape reality. That is why I read a lot and write a lot, despite a busy schedule in school. Still, my hobbyin writing is what made me feel something that I wanted.

"No.. not tonight. I have a good feeling for you, Ev." "Only tonight?" "Yes, tonight. Something good will happen, good energy, good everything.. I just can feel it!" Jenny and her sense. I laughed a little. "Let's just go to work, shall we?" I said before going out from the bus. I walked to the library first and the both of them are arguing on the back. I love my work place. It's peaceful, it's fun and I get to read my novels. I started to work when Jenny's words fill my head again. Will tonight be my night?

] 4|Evan ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance [Devin’s spin off but it can be read as standalone] 5|Falling For My Husband ~~ Lastly, this novel is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. xx ~She’s the flame that melted his cold heart. He’s the glacier that calmed her burning rage.~

"And you never stop lying." She tilted her head. "I gave you a chance. You threw it away." I aimed the gun at her, cocking it. "This is over tonight." A sly smile rose up her mouth, "Is it?" The ground beneath my feet groaned. I had no time to move out of the way as the entire building came down. Falling into the Unknown The ground beneath us collapsed. I dangled in mid-air for a second before my body fell onto wreckage. Agony burst in every direction as I rolled blindly in the dark.

The door suddenly closed and she pushed me to the big hole and in an instant, I fell. I fall and fall like there is no end. “Aaaahh!!!” I shouted because of the never-ending fall. I saw her watching me fall with her cold eyes and emotionless face. I keep on falling like I was falling from a very tall building. The pressure is pulling me down. I don’t know where my falling ends but this is better than getting stuck in a place full of agony and hatred. I keep on falling and falling and falling…

Air between us feels thick, though he acts like nothing's there at all. Fingers press against the balcony's stone rail, chilled by morning air. Below, earth tilts distant - too far to touch. A soft touch rides the space below my neck. It settles there without weight. Falling is what happens. No shout escapes. Resistance never shows up. A sudden gust lifts my dress, tangles strands of hair across my face. Above me, clouds blur into blue while the railing shrinks below. There goes Noah - walking away without a word. I fall.

Falling was not an action. It was a surrender. The white corridor shattered into fragments of light and glass, breaking away beneath Ronan’s feet as if reality itself had decided they were no longer worth supporting. Kiera screamed his name inside the mindscape—raw, panicked, endless—and the sound ripped through him harder than any physical blow. Ronan tightened his grip around her without thinking. The world tilted. Then dropped. They fell through layers. Not downward in a straight line, but through—past rooms that peeled away like half‑remembered dreams. He saw flashes as they plunged: