Novel & Cerita Gravity Falls Fanfiction

“You’re up here, how can you catch me?” He reaches out a hand. “Do you trust me?” Yes. Yes, although I know I shouldn’t. But I already do. Foolish, foolish girl. You did this to yourself. I tip my head back, close my eyes, and allow gravity to pull me down. The wind embraces me, and I feel like a raindrop; falling, falling, waiting for the moment I’ll hit the ground and shatter. But instead I gasp awake.

We went through the window together — glass exploding outward, cold night air rushing in, the ground-floor drop suddenly not a drop at all but a three-story plummet that I registered a half-second too late— We fell. Vivian screamed. I didn’t. The world rotated — building, sky, building, sky — and in the half-second before impact I looked up and found the moon. Full. Bright. Beautiful. Kael, I thought. Then the ground arrived.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

I could see the factions positioning themselves on either side like pieces on a board, and the board was tilting. I tried to stay upright but I couldn't. The rift was getting closer, and no matter how hard I tried to escape it, my feet were glued to the ground. The rift eventually reached me, and I fell. I was falling for a long time, and I could hear myself hitting things on the way down. I could hear my name in arguments I wasn't present for, my title stripped and reinstated and stripped again. It felt like grief, and even worse when it felt like people were forgetting me… on purpose.

They would skiff her out and suck her blood right out of her veins and lick her flesh clean off her skin. She counts to three and then she leaps. She’s suspended in the air for what seems like just a split second and not enough time. Then gravity pulls onto her like a crazy ex, itching to see her downfall. She spreads her legs, bracing herself for the impact and she meets the ground in one awfully hard slam. Nothing prepares her for the pain. She bites her lips into her mouth and rolls on the ground. She doesn’t scream, she doesn't even dare to whisper.

Here, it's just politics—shifting pieces on a board with no thought to the pain of those moved aside. The rain grew heavier, pattering against the glass like impatient fingers. Xalara watched a drop trace its way down, absorbing smaller droplets until it grew heavy enough to fall in a crooked path to the bottom. Like ambition in this world of crystal spires and ancient magic—a slow accumulation until gravity claimed what had risen too high.

He’s as perfect as the rest. How do I go from nothing. Nobody. Farm girl, to some gravitational force for their clan? I thought the Falls was supposed to be transient. Huge, and I swear I’ve seen them more in the past turn than I do my other neighbors in a village a fraction of the size as this.

Evryn's world shattered as the ground gave way beneath her, the very foundation of the rift crumbling like sand under a tidal wave. Her body plunged into darkness, the air thick with the scent of sulfur and despair. She couldn’t scream, couldn’t gasp—everything was silent except for the deafening rush of wind as her descent continued, endless and cold. Time seemed to stretch on, her limbs disjointed, her mind unable to grasp anything but the terrifying uncertainty of the fall. Was she falling into the depths of the rift? Or had it opened some kind of portal to another place—another world?

The fall was more than something he could control. He couldn’t stop the scream that forced itself out of his mouth as he found himself struggling against the force of gravity. His body hit the window guards from the top most floor and his head also hit one of the opened window glasses and continued downward until it got to the middle floor at the fourth second where it hit another opened glass window, all this slowing down his movement and increasing the pains of his fall. He closed his eyes in anticipation of his death as he continued falling.

“I’ve been climbing this same ladder since the day I became the Alpha of Frost Fang. I’ve never fallen once. I’m not going to suddenly fall now just because you’re standing there watching me.” The words had barely left my mouth when the ladder gave a dangerous wobble beneath my feet. One of the lower rungs shifted with a loud creak. My balance faltered. “Lara—!” I gasped as gravity took over. My foot slipped completely. The book fell from my grasp as I tumbled backward, arms flailing. Strong arms caught me mid-fall. Matteo had rushed forward, but the force of my fall was too much. We crashed to the floor together in a tangled heap. I landed directly on top of him with a heavy thud, knocking

The only thing that I knew was that we were outside of the room, our struggle with one another still very much heated at its peak and then, in a moment of wicked irony, gravity decided to join its forces in on our battle. We crashed into the banister, the force of our collision sending us falling downward. The world spun around me as I tumbled down the flight of stairs, my body jolting with pain at the impact on each of the several stairs. I clawed at the air, desperately reaching for something to hold on to and stop myself from falling any further than I already had, but my efforts at stopping my fall were in vain.