The Hardest Fall Novels & Stories

He says and turns away and I know what that action represents. All the guards I've met on duty have given me pieces of their mind before turning and not attending to me again. I have tried to scale the walls and have gotten bruised on my knees, and palms, twisted my ankles twice and fallen face flat back to the ground without any success of breaching the building. But that's understandable. The security is tight. Why won't he see me though? Why?

Even Fane could not help but raise an eyebrow after listening to that person's analysis. In truth, that person was right. Other than Fane, the chances of anyone else managing to pass the ninth level of difficulty was incredibly low. Even Fane did not have an easy time challenging the ninth level of difficulty. To Fane, the hardest challenge was actually not the Black Path, but the Path of Fate.

“Got it. You keep yourself safe.” Harvey frowned. He knew that he could not spare that much time. He saw a few bumps on the cliff’s side before taking a deep breath and jumping down. He would use the tips of his toes to land on the bumps, then use the momentum to hop to another. He was successful on the first few attempts… But the rock Harvey landed on suddenly cracked when he was halfway down. Harvey frowned. He had no choice but to fall. An ordinary human being could only take a forty-foot fall at most…

I fell down. @SenaSen

I fell from the three storey building, down to the last floor. Dead?

"I'm going to cut us down." Snake's eyes widened in horror. "Are you insane? We'll be impaled!" "Better than being tortured by Rosario. Trust me, I've seen what they do." Hardin's voice was cold as ice. "When we fall, roll immediately to your right. There's a small gap in the spikes. We'll have seconds before they're on us." Snake's heart hammered in her chest as she nodded, bracing herself. "Do it." Hardin began sawing at the thick rope. "On three. One... two..." The net suddenly gave way before he could finish, sending them plummeting toward the deadly spikes below.

But the last few steps to the top were the hardest. He looked up at the steep rock wall in front of him. It was about 50 feet high. One could hardly survive if they happened to fall from such height. A hideous image of himself lying on the ground with a broken skull flashed through his mind and he nearly lost heart, but he braced himself and started to climb.

I searched his eyes for clues to help him forgive himself, when he drew in a very deep breath and continued telling the story, all the while staring at his raised knees. “I gave them a challenge… to find the highest tree and get on top of it….” He chuckled dryly. “The one who is above the rest wins. Pathetic, right?” Someone fell. And hurt his limbs? Rum continued, his voice growing softer and heavier. “I got onto the highest tree.” He turned to me. “Ever heard of the phrase—the higher you climb—.” “The harder you fall….” I heard my voice in an even whisper, and he nodded.

The sounds around her became chaos. The tunnel was tighter than she expected. Sharp rusted edges scraped painfully along her arms and shoulders as she forced herself deeper inside. Behind her the noise of the compound became muffled. Nova gritted her teeth and shoved harder. Almost there. The opening narrowed painfully around her ribs for one terrifying second before she finally slipped through the other side and tumbled hard into wet grass beyond the compound walls. Nova sucked in a shaky breath and quickly rolled onto her stomach behind thick overgrown brush. Floodlights swept across the outer walls while wolves rushed along the barricades preparing for the Hollowfangs gathering deeper in

Maya felt fear bloom in her chest, sharp, immediate, paralyzing. “This is your final warning,” her mother said. “No meetings. No accidents. No ‘chance encounters.’” Maya’s voice shook. “And if I fail?” Her mother stepped closer. “Then we stop being careful.” The words landed softly. That was the cruelty of it. Maya nodded slowly, the motion barely visible. “I understand.” Her mother studied her for a moment, then turned away. “See that you do.” Maya stood there long after she was alone, her hands trembling, breath shallow.