Bipper Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

Boots squished in the mud, stepping closer. Desperation overrode the agony. Rolling to my left, I threw my weight off the edge of the steep ravine. Gravity took over. Tumbling down the jagged, rocky embankment, branches whipped across my face. I hit a boulder, the impact jarring my ribs, before sliding another thirty feet into the roaring waters of the swollen creek below.

"We can’t rely on gravity anymore. If we want to catch the tail end of that freight train before it leaves the yard, we’re going to have to pump the walking-beam manually. And we have to do it without making enough noise to trip the acoustic sensors along the fence line." ​I stood up from the wooden porch, my knees popping with a sharp, painful click that seemed to echo off the rusted corrugated roof of the cabin. My body was screaming for rest—my lower back was a solid wall of ache from the gravity descent through the gorge, and the raw blisters on my palms were stinging from the toxic, petroleum ingredients of the hydraulic sump-oil. But looking back down the line, I knew there was no turn

He shoved Gracie from licking his face with a stern, “No.” Brock parked close and slogged over. “Buddy, you okay?” “Yeah.” “Need help up?” “Nah. I got it.” Cam pushed to his right side and rolled up. But he’d misjudged the angle of the hill. Once he was upright, all his weight was on his left side. He heard that familiar sickening pop and the suction broke, separating the socket from his stump. He fell into the mud again.

With a guttural roar of determination, he summoned every ounce of strength within him. "Arrrrrrrrrgggghhhg!" Levi's cry echoed through the chasm as he pulled the car closer to him, his muscles straining. With a tremendous effort, he managed to flip the car onto safe ground, saving the team from a certain and harrowing fall. However, just as he was about to make his own ascent, Levi's grip faltered, and he lost his precarious hold on the edge. The earth quaked beneath him, and he fell into the abyss.

She’s vulnerable without surrounding herself with all of these pawns. ‘I’m not asking permission,’ Nero doesn’t bother waiting for a response, charging at her, but just as we’re about to barrel into her, something slams into my side. Our paws squelch through guts and blood, struggling to gain traction. Weightlessness consumes me, causing bile to lurch in my throat. We’re falling. Nearly a hundred feet separates the top of the cliff from the basin of the ravine. ‘Nero!’ ‘We’re not fucking dying, you dumb asshole,’ he’s able to reach out, snagging on a rock before it breaks free. My ribs crack as we roll down another twenty-five feet, and a pained roar tears from Nero. The sound overpowers the

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

"I need a sword." "Then go," the Voice roared. "Burn them all." Gravity returned with the force of a hammer. Vespera fell. She fell through the floor of the universe. She fell through time. She fell through the rain and the glass and the screams. The silence was ripped away. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. The rhythmic, piercing sound of a machine. The smell of bleach. The sting of a needle in her arm. The crushing weight of a body that felt like it had been run over by a truck.

I begged silently, my heart pounding violently against my ribs as I struggled to keep my balance. I couldn’t fall, I couldn’t lose control, not now, not when there was so much at stake, but the moment three wolves lunged at me at the same time, I knew I had already lost that fight. I tried to step back, to escape their reach, but my foot slipped against loose gravel, and in that single, unforgiving moment, my balance gave out completely. The world tilted beneath me. “My baby.”A sharp gasp left my lips as my body fell backward, my hands reaching out for something, anything, but there was nothing there to hold onto, nothing to stop the inevitable as gravity pulled me down.

They landed smoothly, barely seeming affected by the strange gravity. Brady hesitated at the edge. "I hate this. I really, really hate this." "You can do it," Bree said encouragingly. "Just don't look down." "There is no down! That's the problem!" But he jumped anyway, arms windmilling as he flew through the void. He overshot slightly and nearly went off the far side of the platform, but Walter caught him and pulled him back to safety. Marcus went next, then Bree. Soon it was just me and Erina on the first platform.