Emma-may Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

she whispered. She dropped the device into the well. A pillar of light shot up from the well hitting the sky with a massive force. It met the laser of the satellite halfway. The two forces crashed together making a dome of fire, over Oruk Anam. The ground. Maya was thrown backward into her mothers arms. The sky went white. The sound was deafening.. Then everything went black. Maya opened her eyes. She was lying in her bed in her fathers house. The air was cool. Birds were singing outside. She felt a weight on her chest so she looked down.

“Mom…” “I have to work at the bar tonight. This time, come with me. Don’t worry, you’ll just be serving tables. It’s easy work, really. Lots of girls your age—fifteen, sixteen—do it too,” May said with a smile. This time, as she looked closely at her daughter, she realized Emma wasn’t bad-looking. Emma had inherited her beauty and, even without trying, could easily draw attention.

A blinding pain again hit her head and she doubled over whole closing her eyes tightly. “Oh no no!!” Emma panicked and tried to hold something when her heels tripped and she fell. But to her surprise, instead of the hard concrete, her body was enveloped in a warm and soft embrace. A pair of strong arms grabbed the girl before she could land on the ground tightly. Emma felt a tender touch on her left cheek as someone pressed her face against a toned chest. Her eyes closed of their own volition when a soothing fragrance hit her olfactory bulbs which calmed her senses down. Her body went limp in his arms.

The lack of sun was palpable, as Emmet felt himself suddenly stumbling around blind as he failed to hardly see anything, everything far too dark, and everything suddenly far too sharp, from the table edges to the floorboards that he quickly made contact with as the bones of his good knee hit the side of some wooden pillar and he found himself without a surface to balance on. Instinctively, Emmet had thrown out a hand to try and grab at something to try and get a grip and perhaps, maybe, prevent the increasingly inevitable plummet towards the earth, with the palm of his good hand just about slamming down on a wooden surface - a wooden surface, albeit, too far away, causing his centre of gravi

“Except the corpses are still breathing.” Emma leaned back, heart heavy. “And what happens if he succeeds?” Sarah didn’t answer right away. Then she said, “Then nothing happens. Ever again.” --- That night, Emma stood outside, staring up at the moonlit sky. Snow had started to fall. Not softly. Not naturally. Each flake seemed to shimmer with meaning—like it had been crafted. She looked at her hand. The Ember still pulsed within her, steady… but tired. They had fought one infection.

Emma. Fuck!

Emma said brushing the topic off. Emma led Caleb through the corridors of the grand house, guiding him to the bathroom. As they walked, Caleb couldn't help but steal glances at Emma, taking in her graceful movements and the way the moonlight illuminated her features. He couldn't deny the strong pull he felt towards her, even if she claimed to love Alex.

Maya turned her around and pushed her over toward the bed. Emma felt the bed at the back of her legs and felt pushed back onto it. She fell backward and looked up at Maya. Maya pulled her top up. It happened so quickly and so unexpectedly that it took Emma a moment to really understand just what had happened.Maya was now standing over her, wearing her shorts and a black, cotton bra. Her breasts looked big - even bigger than Emma had realized at first. They looked amazing. She wanted them. Maya seemed to know the effect that she was having on Emma. She slid her

Infact, the only other car that we see there is of a group of older teens who are packing up and preparing to leave. Once Ryder retires back to his own tent for the night, I snuggle in deeper to Amelia beside me. She had wanted to stargaze with me far away from the light pollution. I mentally count twenty minutes as Amelia geeks out on the different stars that are around us. When it’s been twenty minutes without a sound from Ryder’s tent, I turn and immediately straddle my mate. She pulls back slightly in surprise, before smiling at me and gripping my hips. “What’s this for, my lovely bride?”

Jack roared, his voice barely audible over the sound of atmospheric tearing. The tendril that had impaled Cain split. Smaller, secondary tendrils lashed out, whipping across the top of the pyramid like searching tongues. One smashed into the communications tower, dissolving the steel instantly into base atoms. Another swept across the floor, missing Jack by inches. "Physics is breaking down," Catherine’s voice came over the comms. She was awake, groggy but lucid. She was pulling herself up by the railing. "Jack! The gravity constant is fluctuating. Look at the snow!"