Unscramble Falling Novels & Stories

You make not falling for you harder. ****

Vanessa hung her head and turned around, heading to the road where she would stop a taxi and head home. When Vanessa got home, there was a note stuck to her front door. When she saw the handwriting on the note, she ripped it off her door and tore it apart, without even bothering to read the actual content. She already knew who wrote her the note and she did not want to read it because she knew it would only make her feel worse. Her landlord, all about his rent, threatening to send her packing. Vanessa sighed.

I could make out through my blurry focus that Scarlet was trying to drag herself towards me, telling me something but I couldn't hear her. I could hear the things falling, falling into pieces. I could feel my roof collapsing, and that's when I lifted my eyes above. The ceiling that was over our basement, crumbled and I watched it fall, Fall on us in slow motion. And I watched it fall, transfixed by it all. Because I knew that I couldn't do anything anymore. I welcomed the pain that came when the ceiling covered me beneath it, taking my breath away. ***********************************************************************************************

It was enough that I could slip a claw through and slice the barrier up through the middle. I was immediately falling from the sky. I imagined a soft pillow catching me, uncertain if that exercise would work. I closed my eyes, fearing the worst as I dropped hard to the ground. Surrounding me was the fluffiest pillow that took the brunt of my fall. I laid there for a second, catching my breath.

Here and now. The fall was so sudden that instead of words, a growl escaped his throat. He was knocked several times on rocky ledges, turned over, whirled in the air. And before his eyes flashed the opening mouth of fiery horror. He snarled again, forced his claws out, and stabbed them into the rushing stone wall. The fall slowed, then stopped completely, he was jerked to a rough surface, he hung on his claws and looked up. It was far from the end. The pale strip of sky seemed completely inaccessible.

Isabelle's chest was heaving with a powerful combination of wrath, unsettling need, and rising resistance. How could this arrogant, pretentious Alpha male make such inflammatory assumptions? She opened her mouth, preparing to lance him, when an unmistakable noise on his end gave her pause. The sound of fabric being torn was distinct. Her eyes fluttered shut despite herself, excitement sheening her skin as slick pictured him throwing off that tantalizing robe and standing gloriously naked before her. Her knees trembled as she saw the vivid, scorchingly sensual image.

But he wouldn’t listen. I was right behind him as it happened — he reached the stairwell, lost control, and tumbled down. “Nick! No!” I ran down after him. He lay crumpled at the bottom, blood pooling around him. I dropped to my knees, lifting his limp body into my arms. “Help!” I yelled, my voice breaking. “Someone, please help!” Tears blurred my eyes as I held him, shaking.

Chapter 130: Unraveling Secrets The morning after the storm was almost eerily calm, as if the earth itself was recovering from the turmoil of the night. The sun broke through the clouds, casting its light over the landscape in a soft golden hue. Inside the cabin, however, the air was thick with the weight of unspoken words, emotions swirling just below the surface.

"Ah—!" Nora's scream ripped through the night as she lost balance, slammed through the flimsy railing, and fell.