Gravity Falls Crossover Steven Universe Mga Nobela at Kwento

Ben. Sparks spread through me as he put his hands on my arms to steady me. A small gasp escaped my lips as I look into his piercing blue eyes, it was as if time stood still and we were the only two people in the world, as fireworks exploded in my arms from his touch. Keira cleared her throat causing me to break away from his grip and glance at her.The voices of the students around us became known again as I muttered an apology to him as I tried to slip past into the gym. "So you're in Pe now too?" He asked with a smirk his eyes trained on me, I couldn't help the blush as my cheeks heated. It was as if I had lost my voice.

'I've kept you for so long and I can't let you go just like that' ----------------------------------------- "Who's that?" Steven turned when he heard some strange sound around him. He was staying by the stream to clear his mind. He looked around but couldn't find anyone. Maybe it just his imagination. But then, he heard the strange movement and before he could realized what was happening, someone fell on him causing him to lay flat on the floor.

He shook his head. "Daniel Grigori..." He trailed on. I remained confused. He sighed and stood up straight. "I'm a fallen." "Fallen? You're an angel?" I backed away and dissolved into a puddle of laughter. My stomach was shaking now. "Oh-oh my God." I continued laughing and turned to look at my unconscious mother. "He's an angel." I told her, laughing even harder. The 'fallen' looked at me weirdly. "I have met a lot of weird and psychotic human beings but you, Dawn Turner, are by far the worst." I stopped laughing and glared at him.

– Doctor Olivia showed gratitude. Steve only nodded his head without uttering a word, as he exit the place not before eyeing the unconscious figure. On the way to his home, his phone rang again; annoyed he just put the mobile in flight mode and slide it on his pocket as he heard, “I knew it, you would be here!” Caleb screamed as he burst through the entry of the Hope’s Horizon Foundation, spotting Steve in the way. He had been trying to reach him for days but he had consistently avoided all attempts at contact.

He pulled the blanket higher up and once he was sure she was she could hear him, he slowly stood up, bent down and placed a soft kiss on her forehead then left the room closing the door behind him. “I’ll keep you safe,” he whispered. He entered his study and shut the door behind him, took out his phone, and called Stooper. The phone rang only twice. “Steve?” Stooper's voice was groggy. “Everything okay?” “No,” Steve said quietly, rubbing his eyes. “It is about Gabby.” “Is she alright?” “She had an episode,” Steve said. “She screamed in the middle of the night. When I got to her room, her body was glowing and her eyes turned silver.”

The drug was starting to affect me. Steven collapsed, rolling on the floor. A soft, desperate whisper escaped his lips, “Alexa…” He called as he fumbled with his pants. Soon he stood before me, completely naked. I watched this in fear, I side stepped him, stretching to reach for my phone on the nightstand, but he grabbed me and tossed me onto the bed.

Even I hated myself for insisting on having that ravioli. … I watched as Reuben handled my funeral. Mom couldn't bear to say goodbye to me, so she was absent. Even after the funeral was over, Marcus was nowhere to be seen. That was within my expectations. He was probably at the company and busy dealing with the fallout. Reuben carried out each step of the plan I'd listed before my death. He emailed Janae—not with a warning, but an olive branch and a pledge of loyalty. He promised to give her 25 percent of Granger Corporation's shares as long as she transferred half of Gray Corporation's capital to Granger Corporation.

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

The silence following the "99% Crash" wasn't peaceful; it was unformatted. The air in the valley was a thick, grey haze of Dead Pixels and static. Every time the wind blew, it made a sound like a corrupted audio file—a rhythmic, digital stutter that scraped against my nerves. I didn't wait for the elevators. I threw myself from the command center balcony, using a localized Gravity-Bypass to slow my descent as I soared toward the glassy crater where Xander lay.

The air grew heavy around them with the weight of his words. Steven’s eyes widened in horror. “NO!” he screamed. “Don’t!” But it was too late. “If you ever return here for any reason your life, such as it is, will be over.” The guards tossed Steven over the gate line. He crashed into the ground, dust flying up around him. Steven tried to rise. Hands pushed against the dirt, prepared to cross the threshold. However, as soon as he attempted to step beyond the boundary an invisible force collided with his chest and threw him backwards.