Gravity Falls Cursed Images Novels & Stories

There was a flash of something in its eyes that if she had blinked, she would have missed it. With an extraordinary speed - or was it magic? - it disappeared from the opened coffin and was now hovering just above her head. She gasped at the sight of it now as she still couldn't get her eyes of it. Its... its lower part was just... fog. The dark miasmatic kind. Fading black miasma was still coming out and circulating round it. The head that had no organs earlier now had a pair of bright red eyes and a mouth line that had started to crack open since it started hovering above her. The mouth line finally cracked open and her vision welcomed a set of black fang-like teeth and a black snake-like t

Princess Scarlette rolls her eyes before getting called once again. “The Royal Princess Scarlette!” Princess Scarlette walks down with a stink eye and serious face that made the cameramen not take any pictures of her since she has said how much she despised the flashes of camera on her face. “Miss Clara of the Revington House!” “Oh my dear. It is now my turn.”

Alex said through gritted teeth. Ethan jerked his hand free from Alex's grip. "Don't play games you can't win." He warned, turning to leave. But Alex's anger flared, and he lunged to grab Ethan's arm. In his haste, his feet tangled, and he stumbled. Ethan spun around just in time to see Alex's face contort in a mixture of rage and surprise. Then Alex crashed into him, sending them both tumbling to the floor. Ethan's back hit the ground, and Alex landed on top of him. Their eyes met, and for a moment, they just stared at each other, the world around them melting away

Still, I try to move. I turn to Gravemane, who stands in the distance, waiting. I need to get back to them. I need to see Khael, make sure the spell held, that the curse is broken, that he— A shadow moves behind me. I freeze. Something inside me knows it’s him before I see him. That gravity. That pull that’s tied itself to every part of me. I push myself to my feet, but the world tilts sideways. My knees give, and I fall again.

Some things had already reached the point of no return. Either he would fall, or I would.

Kartika and Koji slam a tavern that it’s devastated, while Varz and Herman were shoved to the sea. “Guys...” Alfi is still trying to hold them up. “Gravity is a force which attracts any masses thing and it can’t be gone. Any idea about Earth Gravity? I can manipulate the gravity field anywhere anytime as long as I am on this planet. Do you feel like being pressed and lifted at the same time? And what will happen if an object is in the middle of two gravity fields which press each other? That’s right, you’ll be squeezed that your body vanishes. (Holy shit! Who am I? A smart pants? Should I take a Magister Degree of science?) I will kill you, Alfi!” Awan exclaimed.

(eyes full anger and tears) Grandmother : we can't stop that curse. I'm sorry. Zayn : no you all liars, I'm not going to believe your words. (Angry) Grandmother : if you don't trust that , see your wife's neck. It's started with black dot and it's increase day by day like big blackspot, then it's covered your wife's body. It's turned her Skin colour full of black. This is first step of that curse, it means darkness definitely eat your love.

Evan squeezed harder, making Carmen cough. "Die!" "Do you really want me dead? Don't you want to know where Lyra's head is?" Carmen used the last of her strength to say this. Evan froze for a moment before slowly releasing his grip. After a while, Carmen got up and opened the fridge. There were two glass jars inside with my head and kidney both soaking in formaldehyde.

“I don’t want this power!” “But it wants you.” The wind howled through the frozen battlefield, the whispers rising again. Embrace it. Become it. End it. The light from the sky began to fall—thin shards like glass raining down, slicing through the air. Each one that struck the ground birthed images—of wolves kneeling, of moons turning red, of Cole’s body lifeless at her feet. Lila screamed, pressing her hands to her chest as pain flooded her veins. Her heartbeat thundered, too loud, too fast. She could feel the curse moving again, alive inside her, feeding on her despair.

The sky above the Aethel-Haven was bleeding. The lavender vault had cracked, revealing long, jagged fissures of Chromatic-Aberration (a distortion where light separates into unnatural, glitching colors). Beneath the fracture, Admiral Graves lay pinned to the moss by a shimmering cage of light that Jun had erected, his body a flickering ruin of black static and weeping pixels.