Fallen 52

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Fallen 52 Summary

Alaric admires Meadow in a stunning dress that Camilla helped style, revealing a playful and close relationship between the siblings. Meadow’s flushed cheeks and subtle defiance hint at deeper emotions, especially when she confronts Alaric about his sudden avoidance after an intimate moment. Despite her apparent neediness, Alaric admits to being preoccupied with work and the troubling situation involving Meadow’s sister, Juniper.

Their interaction is charged with tension and affection, as Alaric uses his German heritage to compliment Meadow, calling her his innocent “doe,” a term of endearment that contrasts with his intense desires. Just as their connection seems to deepen, Alaric’s phone interrupts, bringing urgent news from Trip about Juniper’s worsening condition and her refusal to cooperate with the facility’s staff.

Alaric is frustrated and determined to keep Meadow in the dark about Juniper’s situation, anticipating that she might try to manipulate Meadow. He insists on strict containment for Juniper despite Trip’s concerns about the unrest she’s causing. Alaric’s focus remains on protecting Meadow and attending a party with her, even as his mind churns with anger and worry about Juniper’s fate.

When Meadow approaches him quietly, Alaric masks his inner turmoil, reassuring her that everything is fine and preparing to leave together. The chapter ends with a mix of tension, secrecy, and a fragile moment of closeness between Alaric and Meadow.

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Alaric’s POV:

The dress clung to her body like it was made for her–which it was. And I had to force my gaze away from that perfectly rounded ass before Camilla would notice that I was ogling my own wife.

I braced myself for what I would see when Meadow turned, but I was still taken aback. The breath was knocked out of my lungs.

Just one word came to mind.

“Wunderschon,” I whispered under my breath. I wasn’t sure she’d heard me, but even if she had, she

wouldn’t understand what it meant. ‘Beautiful‘

“Hey, Ric,” Camilla greeted, fighting a smug smile.

The little devil. She must’ve heard. Camilla had been taking German lessons since she was a junior, because apparently, it seemed interesting to her.

Or maybe she just wanted in on the gossip whenever she was around my brother and I.

“Camilla,” I muttered, my gaze narrowing at her. “Did you do this?”

“Hell, yeah,” she answered, walking over to the vanity to pack the stuff she must’ve come with. “Didn’t see

you hiring someone else so my mom asked me to make your gorgeous wife even more gorgeous.”

Meadow let out an amused

eath and I watched as pink tinted both of her cheeks. But she wasn’t

looking at me. Not exactly.

“Where have you been anyway? Camilla, ever the nosy one, asked

“Have I ever made you feel like what I attend to is your business?”

“No.”

“Good. So will you leave the room so I can talk to my wife?”

On her way out, Camilla shot me a playful glare. “Sure, Ric. I’ll leave you to your… devices.”

“I didn’t think you two would be so close with each other.” That was the first thing Meadow said once we

were alone.

I stepped into the room and her gaze roamed over me, taking in the suit I was wearing

I’d known Camilla since before she was born–1 was a teenager then. But I didn’t tell Meadow that.

Because there were other things to discuss apart from my history with Camilla.

Like her defiance.

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I arched my brow. “I thought I asked you to pick your favorite dress.”

Meadow finally dragged her eyes to my face, and something flashed in them as she shrugged. “This is my

favorite”

My gaze narrowed into slits as I stepped toward her, finding joy in the way her throat bobbed as she swallowed, taking a step backward.

Is it?” I murmured, smirking at her. I seem to remember telling you to wear the one you preferred after I made you come in all three of them.”

“Exactly,” she replied, biting her lip. “But you didn’t. Instead, you left suddenly after orgasm number two and started avoiding me for no reason.

My mouth twitched. Meadow was undeniably needy even though she’d never admit it, and I loved that about her. But the truth was that I had my hands filled with work and… other things like Juniper Russell who was still causing a disturbance in the facility.

And being around Meadow while she didn’t know what was being done to her sister was going to feed on my fucking guilt.

So yes, in a way, I was avoiding her.

“So, this was a deliberate act of defiance, then?” My gaze dropped down when she reached for my tie, looking away from me as she slowly knotted it.

Her voice was light as smoke when she replied, “I had to get your attention somehow, didn’t I?”

I let out an amused breath.

“Did it work?” She asked, eyes meeting mine again. “You haven’t said anything about this dress.”

Meadow’s hands lingered on my tie even after she was done. My hand moved to the nape of her neck and I pulled her closer, whispering into her ear the only words I could formulate right this moment.

“Du siehst hindreißend aus.” The words rolled off my tongue easily. I hardly ever got in touch with my German side, only speaking it whenever my mother or brother was around. But recently… things had changed.

Her breath visibly hitched and her hand came around the sliver of exposed skin on my wrist as I pulled back. Warmth spread throughout my entire body, along with relief I felt from her touch.

“What does that mean?”

My gaze darted to her lips and back to her soft eyes. God, I wanted to kiss her, fuck her. Own her.

“You look ravishing, my doe. Fucking love this dress on you.”

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She laughed shyly. “You keep calling me that. Your doe-”

“Because you’re innocent, Meadow,” I cut in, leaning in to kiss her forehead. “Too innocent for all the things I’m dying to do to you. And calling you that is a way of reminding myself of it.”

I pulled back to look at her, and for a moment, we just stared at each other.

And before I knew what was happening, I was leaning in, my grip tightening slightly around her neck as I pulled her closer.

“Alaric…” Meadow whispered when our lips barely grazed each other.

It was right there. Meadow’s lips. I could just-

The vibrations coming from the pocket of my jacket were like a bucket of ice water poured over us.

My damn phone.

I didn’t need to check the screen. I knew it was Trip

I spared a glance at Meadow. “Grab what you need to and meet me in the garage, alright?”

Her brows drew together but she didn’t ask any questions. “Um, sure.”

I walked out of the room and headed down the stairs nodding at Cami as I raised the phone to my ear.”

Talk to me.”

“She’s manic,” Trip grunted. “They upped her dosage like you asked but I think it made her more… irritable. I just got here and she’s definitely not taking it easy on these orderlies”

“Well, fuck.” I let out a sharp exhale as I pushed through the garage doors. “And they’re sure she’s been taking the meds and not hiding them?”

“That’s what they don’t know. And she’s so stubborn, she won’t even let them check.” He paused, heaving a sigh. “They say she hasn’t stopped talking about her sister, saying she wants to talk to her.”

I’d gotten word of that yesterday. For some reason, Juniper wanted to see the sister she felt so strongly towards, I wasn’t stupid, I knew that she was going to try and manipulate Meadow.

Which was why I wasn’t going to tell her about this. Or anything concerning Juniper. I’d figure out what

to do when Meadow would start demanding answers, but for now…

“Like hell that’s going to happen,” I grunted, walking over to my Aston Martin.

Trip was quiet on the other end of the line, and I sensed that he had a question

And he did.

“But sir… is this all really necessary? She’s causing a whole lot of unrest in this place. Maybe it’ll be better

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if you just let her-”

“I hate unsolicited opinions, Trip. You of all people should know that.” My jaw clenched. “Make sure they have her contained. We’ll discuss what to do with her later, but for now… I have a party to attend with my

wife ”

I ended the call, feeling something red and hot boil within me. Juniper rejected my offer to leave town. She chose to stay in there instead of stopping the fucking torture.

Whatever was happening to her right now was on her. Not me.

“Is everything okay, Alaric?”

Fuck. I hadn’t heard her approach me.

I turned around to see Meadow right behind me, a small smile on her face.

I wondered how long she’d been here. If she’d heard anything I said.

If she had, she didn’t give anything away. And I wasn’t about to make myself look suspicious.

“Yeah,” I replied with a reassuring smile, walking around to the passenger side to pull the door open for

her. “Just work. You ready?”

Sara Lili

Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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Fallen

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Status: Ongoing Type: Alpha Native Language: English

Fallen Summary & Review: Fallen

Meadow Russell arrives at an upscale hotel, heart fluttering with excitement and nerves. She’s about to marry the love of her life, Tyler, in a small, private ceremony — just the two of them. Clutching her bag, she approaches the front desk with a smile. “Hi, I have a reservation. Meadow Russell.”

But from the very first second, something feels off.

The receptionist’s red-painted lips curl into a mocking sneer, and her colleague exchanges a strange look with her. Meadow’s cheerful tone falters as confusion settles in. The woman scoffs, “You’re kidding, right?” The disbelief in her tone makes Meadow’s stomach twist. She frowns, insisting there must be a mistake, but both receptionists continue to look at her with something close to pity — and something else she can’t quite name.

Then comes the shocker.

According to the hotel records, she’s already checked in. Two hours ago. With a man. The receptionist even claims to have spoken with her — complimenting her “cute top.” The same white crop top with the word “BRIDE” written across it that she’s wearing now.

Meadow tries to rationalize it. Maybe Tyler had checked in under her name. Maybe it’s a simple mix-up. She laughs nervously and explains that her fiancé must have done it for convenience. But both receptionists seem unconvinced. One of them finally sighs and hands her a spare keycard, muttering, “I hope you get things sorted out.”

On her way up to the room, Meadow’s heart pounds in her chest. Something feels horribly wrong, but she refuses to believe it. Tyler would never do anything to hurt her. They’ve been planning this wedding for months — their dream elopement. She tries to calm herself, breathing in and out as the elevator ascends, but her hands won’t stop shaking.

When she finally reaches the room and swipes the keycard, her worst fears materialize before her eyes.

The moment the door opens, the sound hits her first — muffled moans, heavy breathing, the rhythmic creak of the bed. Then she sees them.

Her twin sister, Juniper, straddling Tyler, his hands gripping her hips as he thrusts into her without restraint.

The world stops. The bag slips from Meadow’s trembling hands and lands with a soft thud. The scene before her feels like a cruel joke — something ripped out of a nightmare. Her vision blurs with tears, her body frozen in disbelief.

For a full minute, she just stands there. Watching. Waiting. Hoping someone would scream “gotcha” and end this cruel trick.

But there’s no misunderstanding to clear up. No mistake. No illusion.

Her twin sister moans again, whispering, “Yes, that’s it, baby,” as if to drive the knife deeper into Meadow’s heart.

Something inside her shatters.

“Juniper…? Tyler?” she finally manages to whisper, her voice barely recognizable.

They both turn, startled. Tyler’s face twists in shock, then panic. He pushes Juniper off him, stammering, “Meadow, I swear, I thought she was you!”

It’s a pathetic excuse. One that doesn’t even make sense.

Juniper doesn’t even bother covering herself. She just smirks, tossing her messy hair over her shoulder like a queen enjoying the chaos she’s created. “Oh, please,” she scoffs. “It’s time we drop the act. This has been going on for a while.”

Meadow stumbles back, staring between them. “What are you talking about?”

Her twin rolls her eyes. “You really didn’t think he loved you, did you?”

It hits Meadow all at once — the hotel mix-up, the receptionist’s strange looks, the duplicate “Meadow Russell” check-in. Juniper had stolen her identity, her name, her wedding — and the man she loved.

Tyler tries to approach her again, naked and unashamed. He grabs her jaw gently, his expression hard. “You thought I loved you, Meadow? No. Juni’s the love of my life.”

The words pierce like knives.

Every memory — every kiss, every late-night conversation, every promise he made — turns to ash. She had believed in him completely, trusted him with her heart. And all along, he’d been sharing that same intimacy with her twin sister.

Meadow stares at Juniper, still unable to process it. The last time she saw her twin was two years ago. They’d grown apart after Juniper’s endless trail of lies and manipulation had driven a wedge between them. Juniper had always been the beautiful, daring, chaotic one — the one who got what she wanted, no matter who she hurt. But never, not in her darkest thoughts, had Meadow imagined she would do this.

Juniper laughs again, the sound sharp and cruel. “She’s in shock, baby. Maybe we should help her out of her misery,” she says mockingly, then pulls Tyler into another kiss right in front of her.

That’s when Meadow realizes this isn’t a mistake. This isn’t a sudden betrayal. It’s a plan.

Her sister had known exactly what she was doing. She had tracked Meadow down, learned about the wedding, and swooped in like a vulture to destroy what little happiness she had built. The matching outfit, the fake check-in — all of it was deliberate.

The pain turns into rage. Her tears blur her sight, her breath coming out in shaky bursts. Every muscle in her body screams at her to turn around, to run far away from the two people who’ve just ripped her soul apart.

But she doesn’t move.

She stands there, trembling, her heart breaking piece by piece as she watches her sister smirk and her fiancé — her almost-husband — stand there unashamed, not even offering a shred of remorse.

Tyler and Juniper exchange a look, and she realizes — they’re enjoying this. They want her to see. To suffer.

Meadow’s hands ball into fists. She feels like she’s watching her life crumble in real time, and there’s nothing she can do but breathe through the ache and pray she doesn’t collapse.

Every part of her screams that this is the moment she loses everything — her trust, her love, her family.

And yet, deep inside, a spark ignites — not of despair, but of something darker. A promise that this won’t be the end of her story.

Because betrayal that deep doesn’t fade. It carves itself into your bones. And Meadow Russell — heartbroken, humiliated, and hollow — walks out of that hotel room knowing one thing for certain.

She will never forgive them.

And one day, they will both pay for what they’ve done.