Words To Falling Slowly Novels & Stories

It’s not recovered though, it’s clumsy, and swaying, and crashing into the undergrowth. It doesn’t get very far, as I watch from my perched semi kneeling position. It’s staggering sideways, then slowing to a bumbling uncoordinated mess of a stop, falls over its own feet and slumps face down on the ground. It’s like it’s drunk and as it lets out a long noisy groaning exhale, I pull myself to my feet, and watch as it falls completely silent.

I shouted, my voice cracking as the darkness seemed to press tighter around me. No answer. Just that pull. Stronger now. Like gravity itself had changed its mind about where “down” was. My stomach twisted violently. “I don’t want this!” The words came out sharp, desperate, not thought through. And for a second Everything shifted. The falling slowed. Not stopped. Just… slowed. Like something had heard me. Like something was considering me. My breath hitched. “…wait.” My body jerked slightly in the air no, not air, I couldn’t even tell what this was anymore and I felt it.

Shadows leaped, thickening into a dome over her head, but this wasn’t a neat beam or a discrete hazard—it was a chunk of the environment itself giving way under the strain. Her barrier caught part of the impact. Only part. The slab punched through, slowed but not stopped, heading straight for her ribs. “Selene!” I choked. There was no time to write on the floor. There is no time to reach a shelf. Only air between falling ceiling and her body. I didn’t think. I just stabbed the pen at the collapsing mass and dragged it sideways. The nib tore a jagged line in empty space, ink blazing in its wake. FALLS LIKE INK, NOT STONE.

“Again. Slower this time. I want to worship you properly. Make up for being an idiot.” “You have a lot to make up for.” “Then we’d better get started.” He made love to me with aching slowness. Every touch deliberate. Every kiss lingering. His hands mapping my body like he was memorizing me. His mouth following the path of his hands, kissing and tasting and learning. When he finally entered me again, it was gentle. Tender. Each thrust measured and deep, designed to build pleasure slowly instead of chasing it frantically. “I love you,” he murmured against my lips. “I love your strength. Your resilience. Your refusal to give up on us even when I’m giving up on myself.”

A teasing smile surfaced in Ken's face. The speed at which Roy jolted up from his imagination, rattled the kitchen door and some accessories beside the door—on the slab, fell down. Roy's heart downright leaped out from his chest.

𝘏𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘻𝘦. "𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬..." 𝘚𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺.

I reached out, trying to grasp onto something, anything, to slow my descent, but there was nothing there. As I fell, I saw the world rushing by in a blur. The wind whipped past me, sending my hair flying out behind me, and I felt the tears streaming down my face. I couldn't believe this was happening. I had always been so careful, so cautious, and yet here I was, plummeting towards my death.

I just wanted to take my time and make her fall, deeply and helplessly, until she couldn't imagine life without me. I looked deep into her eyes and said softly, my voice low and rough, "I'm really sorry for making you mad, my angel. You don't have to unlock your teacher mode on me, even though it's freaking hot. I'd rather you use that on me when you're not mad anymore. I'm sorry, okay? Please forgive me. Hmm?"

my words slurred slightly, the fatigue seeping into my voice, "I think... the tea..." A sense of urgency gripped me. I could feel my heart racing, the adrenaline coursing through my veins as I attempted to get up. But as I swung my legs over the edge of the couch, an unexpected weakness overcame me. It was as if my limbs had forgotten how to support my weight, and before I could comprehend what was happening, I found myself plummeting to the floor, my legs giving way beneath me.

He asks with his handsome smile. I nod. I’m falling. I’m falling. I’m falling. I’m falling. I’m falling.