Deep End Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

Red emergency lights began to spin, casting blood-colored shadows across the woman’s silver-etched skin. "Vane," Zack yelled, stumbling against the wall. "He’s scuttling the rig! He’s going to drown us all!" Victor looked at the woman in his arms, then toward the exit that led back to his family. The rig groaned again, a deep, tectonic shriek of dying metal as the ocean began to push its way inside. Victor didn't drop her. He threw her over his shoulder and bolted for the moon-pool, the freezing water already swirling around his ankles as the deep-sea facility began its final descent into the abyss.

"He’s dragging us back to a version of the story where we’re still Victims!" ​The Gravity of the Anchor ​The Respiration plummeted through a tunnel of "Scrapped Scenes." Nora watched in horror as the viewport showed them flying backward past the Colosseum of Critics, past the Nebula of the Drafts, and straight toward the dark, jagged maw of the Abyssal Anchor.

​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.

I opened their eyelids and their eyes were completely white. I stepped back in fright and begged them to wake up, I moved their bodies sharply but they still did not wake up. Sebastian entered the room and closed the door. -Enough, I'm getting tired of this. -Leave me alone, I'm not leaving with you. My body froze and he walked towards me. -There is no escape. I struggled to regain control but I couldn't. He grabbed me by the waist. He took me by the waist and I closed my eyes to prevent him from hypnotizing me. He tenderly kissed my lips and then everything went dark.

Sade Trent lifted his upper body off mine, his arms fully extended as his heavy cock pushed inside me. My eyes automatically dropped closed as I tried to absorb the myriad of sensations racing through my body. I looked up at him, expecting to see those beautiful blue eyes. I didn’t. I found him watching himself enter me. I looked down to watch as well and felt another orgasm burst through. It was intensely erotic. “That’s it, just like that,” he groaned, holding himself stock still inside me as my hips bucked, dragging out the orgasm.

After a while of licking my juices off his fingers he pushed himself deeper into me. Oh... Fuck! Frederick must have noticed how I'm struggling to maintain my position. He guided my hands to his neck supporting my butt with his hands as if lifting me a little then he resumes firing like the fireman that he is.

Just when everyone thought Jason would surrender, he rushed to the window and jumped out, dragging Jean after him. With a loud bang, the bomb exploded in mid-air, turning both of them to ash. … In the Underworld, I clutched my ticket and waited for my number to be called. Beside me, the elevator leading to the Fields of Punishment arrived. The doors slid open. I watched as two familiar figures were dragged into the elevator by the guards. I could hear Jason mumbling, "Will I see Chelsea in my next life?" All he got in reply was silence. My gate opened. I stepped through without hesitation. May we never meet again in our next life.

The night air kissed my skin as I let go, the water already calling to me. My body shifted as soon as I dove in. I didn’t want to say anything in front of Reed because I knew he'd stop us. My legs fused, and my tail flared out behind me as I sliced through the water with Darian by my side. That jerk was now in our territory and about to learn the consequences of messing with one of the Deep. ----- Meanwhile Reno squinted at the digital screen, his fingers adjusting the clarity of the binocular monitor mounted on the side of their boat. The sun had set below the horizon, leaving the ocean in shadows. That’s when he finally caught it... the name.

I try to call for Drew but my mouth won’t move. I can’t raise my hand either. My body starts to feel heavy, like I’m underwater. I don’t feel the pain anymore because my body starts to float into nothingness. Am I dying? Is this what it feels like to finally let go of this world? I don’t want to go yet, I’ve not even told Drew that I love him. I’ve not said yes to his proposal. I can’t just leave. My body says otherwise as it lures me deeper into the water. It’s a struggle trying to hold on but the darkness looming ahead wins, wrapping my body in its cold embrace.

and International, are announcing their corporations are being sold for two trillion dollars. July 19th, they'll celebrate the new owners in Deep Woods, Michigan. I rewind the program and stare at Tristan. He's not facing the camera, but I can spot him anywhere. Unable to move, I stare at his image on my screen. Snapping out of my trance, I cut off the television. Early the next day, I grab a coffee and a few items I need from the college and head to my client's home. We sit conversing for about forty minutes before I get very queasy. As soon as I enter her bathroom, I vomit.