Adult Dipper Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

BZZZ! Suddenly, Keagan found himself hurtling through the air, descending from the height of a three-story building toward a solid slab of concrete below. All he could anticipate was the painful impact that awaited him—bruises, broken bones, and aching limbs. To his astonishment, as he collided with the ground, it felt as though he had merely shifted in his sleep. He run his hands over his body in disbelief, searching for any signs of the fall. Yet, there were no marks, no indications of the tremendous impact he had just experienced. It was as if he had defied the laws of gravity and emerged unscathed. "What's going on?" he exclaimed, his voice filled with confusion. The augmented display ma

Jeremy needs to lay down as soon as possible. Turning, Roy fished the pockets of his slacks to find his iPhone but a tug to his sleeve diverted his attention. Roy turned back to freeze―as something soft petal like texture brushed against his lips. Roy's throat parched and his eyes rounded to see Jeremy's lips lose contact with his. Jeremy also lost his consciousness, falling against Roy's chest―the very next second.

​The vertical chasm roared like a living beast, a pitch-black abyss tearing straight through the concrete foundation of the upper medical academy. Four hundred feet below, the high-velocity torrent of the Inner Dome's primary gray-water line surged toward the lowlands, its distant thunder shaking the very floorboards beneath Vivian’s boots.

A jet of high-pressure steam exploded downward with the force of a rocket engine. The Lift—with Drax’s walker and two squads of troopers on it—didn't go down. It shot up. It launched up the vertical track like a bullet in a barrel. Drax screamed as the G-force pinned him to his seat. The walker buckled. The Lift car cleared the top of the track. It kept going. It shot fifty feet into the air, cleared the safety rail, and hung there for a breathless second of zero gravity. Then, gravity remembered it existed.

Always watching. I went into a climb, my body extending, reaching for the top of the pole. As I wrapped my leg for a descent, my hand slipped. No—it didn’t slip. The pole moved. It shifted, just a fraction, loosened from its base. My grip faltered. My body weight wrenched sideways. A fall from this height onto the hard stage would break something. Time seemed to slow.

-HER- As I continued to fall and fall into the pitch-black hole, I yelled at the top of my lungs. The strange thing was that my scream did not resound. I don't remember how long I fell, but it seemed like an eternity. As gravity seized me, I had my eyes tightly clenched and the wind was rushing past my ears. I had given up shouting because it didn't seem to help. However, at one point I felt someone restraining me and the wind stopped swooshing past my ears. I understood the fall had been broken, but how?

"Let's go see the ledger's true foundation." The elevator didn't use cables; it was a magnetic drop pod that descended in a terrifying, silent freefall through the solid granite of the Alps. As the digital depth gauge on the wall flashed past ninety meters, the temperature in the pod dropped even further, turning our breath into faint, wispy clouds of silver mist. When the doors slid open, there were no lights.

But at least it was nice and shady down here. He looked up. At a height of two meters, the grave slab hung almost completely erect using a simple tilting mechanism. If you pressed one side down, it gave way and the other naturally went up. On the side where the plate was pointing up, rusted metal struts were now revealed, which made it easy to climb down. Maybe next time, he thought with a pained face as he climbed the struts. If there should be another time. He carefully pushed the plate back into its original place. He wanted to leave as few traces as possible, who knew whether they had already seen him in Paris and were now hunting him again.

***** I wait. The water recedes, flowing smoothly out and away through Juliana's entrance tunnel. Minutes? Hours? I don't know. How long does eternity last? Shivering, resisting the impulse to retch up stomach contents I don't have, I wait. After... some while... the level drops enough that I can safely release my hold on the grating. I'm still a little buoyant, but with zero body fat, only just. My feet settle firmly on the concrete floor. In the green gloom, try as I might, I can't see through the water, so I settle for feeling with my toes for... anything...

In the next second, I snap my feet together and shove them between his legs where he stands in the dirt and drops my weight back. His head pulls back, and he sways toward me, giving my legs momentum like a pendulum swinging between his wide legs beneath him. I look up from between his legs and watch as he loses his balance and descends backwards. It’s a scramble to get out of the way of his way as he steps a knee back and steadies himself with an ease that seems ethereal. I am frozen on my hands and knees, watching as he yet again defies gravity and stays up right.