Gravity Falls Black Light Novels & Stories

Earth disappeared. Not slow. Not with a crack or warning. Just like that. Mara felt heaviness for a moment. Then she fell. Next to her Jonas. Eva. Lyra. Stone walls ran past them. Silver light lines stretched through the darkness. The shaft was impossible. Much deeper than under an island should have space. Mara screamed. The wind ripped off her voice. Then something strange happened. The case was slower. Not because they hit something. This is because gravity itself became weaker.

His eyes switch from black to white every 2 seconds which is scary. Assorthan is losing the effects of the poison slowly. But he is still dangerous. Even his nails and saliva carry the poison in them. His poison is too dangerous for them. Just a small scratch and it could kill them. Assorthan looked around him and noticed that he is being surrounded by them. "Not so soon" he shrieked. With a flick of his palm, a black light like thing appeared just behind Lucifer and Amber. Everyone looked at it with wide eyes. Lucifer tried to move away from there, but something strong pushed him forward which resulted in losing his momentum and they both fell inside.

The entire center portion of the span broke away, taking Rave and Lights with it. Rave reacted instantly, trying to leap to safety, but even his supernatural physical abilities were useless. The crumbled rock beneath his feet was free falling, providing little leverage when he pushed against it with his legs to propel himself upward and forward. His aborted leap fell far short of his mark, and with Lights still in his arms, he tumbled helplessly downward. Neither he nor Lights uttered a sound as they plunged on to their doom.

Then came the lights. Five glowing pillars erupted from the earth like geysers—each a distinct color: scarlet, sapphire, emerald, gold, and violet. They arced across the blackened sky, meeting at the crown. The hum of raw power vibrated in her chest, shaking her to the core as the ground beneath her shifted—and she fell into the darkness. Every time, she woke up gasping. That was the first night she felt it—the pull.

The touch caused triggered delightful sparks in their hearts and their scents combined as one producing the most powerful scent one could ever imagine. She gasped out and broke from the submission influence of Zayn's aura to see the black opening appearing behind him. "Zayn...?" Allegra gripped his hand to pull him from getting attacked from behind but was not strong enough to contend with the force of attraction that emit from within the black hole. The powerful force pulled Zayn inside the black hole and it vanished with him before her eyes. "Zayn!"

The millions of pounds of abyssal pressure would instantly expand, crushing my earthly body into atoms. I couldn't catch it with my left hand. The black-iron kinetic sink would eat the physical momentum of the vial, but the sudden deceleration would still shatter the fragile glass casing upon impact with my palm. I dove forward, sliding across the toxic mud. I reached out with my glowing, silver right hand. I didn't try to grab the vial. I just pushed my palm upward, directly under its trajectory. I engaged the celestial anti-gravity. The vial fell into the localized pocket of lunar physics surrounding my hand. It didn't hit my skin. The sheer upward pull of the celestial frequency caught th

Ivan's command left no room for argument. Roy retreated; a third impact struck, this one more violent than the last. The lights flickered, and a deep groan echoed through the station as the gravitational pull of the black hole began to assert its dominance. “Gravitational drift detected,” Kat’s voice came through the comms, laced with panic. “The station’s trajectory is shifting. We’re falling towards the event horizon.” “Damn it!” Ivan growled. “Elara, redirect all powers to the thrusters. Keep us stable as long as you can!”

The golden pillar of light did not just illuminate the colosseum; it tore through the very fabric of the localized temporal bubble. The rhythmic hum of the massive brass rings outside the shaft violently spiked into a deafening, metallic shriek. Inside the chamber, gravity failed for a fraction of a second. Devashish’s leather ledger floated upward, its yellowed pages flapping wildly, before slamming back down to the obsidian floor as the atmospheric pressure plummeted.

The black gas stopped about 10 meters above the ground, forming an inverted gyro, and then began to spin rapidly. The black gas then formed a vortex. The huge suction force swept toward Jankovic, like a range hood or a bottomless black hole. Jankovic's expression suddenly changed. He had already sensed the enormous power hidden inside the vortex. His soul was even eager to leave his body. If his soul was really sucked into the black vortex, he would be doomed eternally. "Please bestow power upon me, Holy Light Slash!" With a blinding flash, the sword flew like a shooting star into the black swirl above them.

The rain lashed against their terrified eyes as the realization of their catastrophic mistake hit them. Then, the merciless law of gravity violently reclaimed them. Their screams were instantaneous and primal, but they were instantly swallowed by the howling wind as they plummeted. Eight hundred feet of empty, freezing air waited below them. They fell through the darkness, their limbs flailing wildly, their expensive suits flapping like broken wings. They fell past the glittering, indifferent windows of the Blackwood Spire, a rain of tactical gear, silk ties, and broken ambitions, plummeting at terminal velocity toward the merciless, unforgiving concrete of the Chicago city streets.