Bottomless Pit Gravity Falls Mga Nobela at Kwento

He held her close, but his arms trembled with doubt and uncertainty. “I…I don’t know how much longer I can hold on…” he murmured as his voice shook. Suddenly, the ground beneath them split open wide. The table lurched, tilted sharply; shards began sliding toward the gaping pit below where red light glimmered ominously. As the floor gave way, they could still hear the double's chilling voice behind them: “Fall again, fox. Fall until even she can’t find you.” Camela screamed as the pit grew wider. Vincent held her tightly in his arms.

Just as Sloane lunged towards me, a massive mechanical klaxon tore through the air. It was deafening. The red emergency lights cut out, plunging the corridor into pitch – black sensory deprivation. The floor beneath my feet didn't just shift – it dropped entirely. My stomach lurched as gravity abandoned me. I fell quickly through the dark, the rush of cold air whipping my hair around my face. I hit a steep, smooth metal chute. I slid downward at terrifying speed, twisting and turning through the bowels of the island’s subterranean infrastructure.

"I'll be quick. I just need to ask the prisoner why he's so afraid of the dark." THE HEAVY DROP LEO’S P.O.V. I didn't take a cable. I didn't fly. I just fell. I stepped off the ledge of the sub-basement and let gravity take me. Usually, falling feels like flying. The wind rushes past, the stomach drops. But now, I was dense. I weighed four tons. I didn't fall; I plummeted. I cut through the air like a depleted uranium sabot. The wind

It snaked from the canisters into a rusted grate in the floor. My blood ran cold. "...and a gravity-mine," I finished. "Stolen from a mining depot. Illegal. Volatile." "Crude," Barzil noted. He didn't move, but his muscles coiled tight under his armor. "Crude, but lethal," I said. A bead of sweat trickled down my temple, stinging my eye. I didn't blink. "The tripwire triggers the kinetic blast. The explosion doesn't kill you—it knocks you into the gravity well. The well activates on impact. It crushes the target while they are disoriented."

Just as she followed the bloodstains and rounded an ancient tree that would have taken several people to encircle, the ground beneath her suddenly gave way. "This is bad!" Alarm bells blared in her mind, but her body was still a step too slow. What she had stepped on was a trap carefully concealed beneath rotting leaves and weeds. Below was not solid ground but a bottomless black pit. Both sides of the pit walls were densely lined with inverted spikes that gleamed with a cold, ghostly blue light, their tips clearly coated with deadly poison. The sensation of weightlessness instantly swept over her. Her body plunged downward, icy wind slashing painfully across her cheeks. The old wounds on he

She was too stunned to reply. After all, since she was lying on the ground, she could see that the sky was limited to a wide circle… They… They had fallen into a pit! To make matters worse, the pit was at least five meters high! After eventually snapping out of it, Xavia slowly replied, “…I… I’m fine… but this situation doesn’t look good…” Sensing her shock, Zivon and his son then looked up… resulting in them getting startled as well!

“As you know, I’m the first one to sit here when you took me a decade ago. Might as well be the last one in here and make the very chair my grave.” There was contemplation from the other line from Titanic, but the boss answered in the most characteristic way for him. “If you wish to do that, then I can’t stop you. But, where’s the vault?” Heartless. Not even one tear was shed for him. But in his defense, he didn’t really understand the -9.807m/s gravity of the situation he’s in.

Jim grunted through clenched teeth, every muscle in his body trembling with the effort of resisting the grasp of gravity as over three hundred pounds of weight, stretched through his woman’s bleeding wrists, swung in the storm gales beneath him. Marcus’ finger twitched on the trigger, but before he discharged the Glock, Johansen let go. With gravity pulling at thirty-two feet per second, it took less than two seconds for the doctor to hit the bottom, his head cracking against the stony floor.

Dominic slammed his bare foot onto the metal roof at the exact same millisecond, channeling his residual Alpha mass to anchor my gravity well. The air didn't just thin—it compressed with the force of a hydraulic press. CRACK. The massive, reinforced steel pillars supporting Vance’s elevated observation platform violently buckled inward. The reversed gravity vector tore the bolts straight out of the concrete walls with the sound of a firing squad. "What?! The grid is collapsing!" the tech specialist screamed, his console exploding in a shower of white-hot sparks as the platform tilted at a sickening forty-five-degree angle. The lead Stalker lost his footing, his heavy armor sending him slidin

“Yes, Captain… Please… fuck me for seven hours straight. Use every hole. Breed your space whore until I can’t think anymore. I need your cocks so bad… I’m addicted to being filled in zero-G…” Reyes didn’t make me wait. He lined up and thrust his thick cock deep into my cum-filled pussy in one powerful motion. The lack of gravity made the penetration feel endless, every inch sliding in smoothly, hitting so deep I felt it in my core. My tits bounced freely as he buried himself to the hilt. “Fuuuuck!” I cried out, my head falling back, eyes rolling with overwhelming pleasure. “Your cock is so deep in zero-G… It’s hitting my cervix… Please don’t stop! Fuck me harder!”