Gravity Falls : Irrational Treasure Novels & Stories

At the bottom of the obelisk, it stated, "It is unknown whether Verra Green is dead or Alive, but anyone with information that leads to the recovery of her corpse or her returning alive and well to her family will receive 500 billion Libra." The reward amount started at 100 billion and rose by 100 billion every month since. Whenever people go into the town center, they would look up at the statue, then to the 500 billion number, and pray in their hearts they happen upon her one of these days. With that amount of Libra, one could buy a mana vein and start a small province. No matter how those dreamers wished or how much the Falling Stardust raised the reward for finding Verra, not even a glim

Ivan tentatively entered the shack, which he then deduced as an abandoned shrine, and immediately noticed the hole at the altar. ‘She must have fell through.’ Now the underground theory didn’t seem so implausible. Ivan braced himself and jumped in through the hole, not knowing how deep it was. Luckily, it wasn’t too deep. He wasn’t much worried for himself, since he had manna to back up his fall, but if Ursa fell from too far a height, she would have gravely injured herself. Or worse, she could have died.

"You think you can hide from the truth? You’re not the one who controls the cold—you’re the one who’s fueling it!" Aiden tumbled into the dark, his breath catching in his throat as the weight of the debris pinned him. He looked up through the wreckage, seeing the sky turning a bruised, violent purple. Ignis was gone, vanished into the chaos of the raiding party. He reached out with his charred hand, the frost now spreading past his elbow, and felt something hard and cold beneath the rubble. It wasn't stone. It was a metal casing, old and etched with symbols that made his head spin with a phantom memory—a map to the Silent Vault, hidden in the very foundation of the trap they had walked into.

Three, two, one…… Darkness swallowed the room. Screams pierced the air, panic spreading like wildfire. I ripped off the vent cover and slid down silently. The moment my feet touched down, I was already at the display. Three seconds. That was all it took to disable the security, the diamond's cold sensation settling in my palm. Suddenly, an ear-splitting alarm shattered the silence. I cursed those weight sensors. Backup lights snapped on, bathing the venue in a stark, unforgiving glow.

"The world will still be broken in the morning. He helped me as I lay back slowly and closed my eyes, the oxygen hissing in my nose. As I drifted off, I dreamt of a bridge. It stretched over a void. I was standing in the middle of it, watching the pieces behind fall away into the dark. Five hundred miles away, Roman Crescent suddenly buckled. He fell to the concrete floor, clutching his chest. The psychic link to his pack’s wealth had just vanished. the fortune that had sustained their legacy for centuries. It felt like a cold blade being pulled through his heart. He knew that, without a phone or a lawyer, Elara had pulled the final trigger.

And now it's easier, the key sliding easily, closer, ever closer, until I have it, there at my feet. Quivering and shaking, running on an adrenaline high, I release my death-grip on the side. Stooping to retrieve my prize, reaching down, I raise my chin against the stinking wash over my mouth. The key's slippery in my fingers, sliding through the slime, trying to escape my hold. I bend a little further, and as my hand fastens around the Holy Grail, my feet slide from under me and I go down. My fall is speedy and inexorable. Scrabbling madly at the side with one hand, the other firmly gripped around the key, I can't stop myself. I have barely time to clamp my mouth closed as I go under.

"How did he wake up? Curses!" He growled, his face twisted with frustration and anger. "Didn't the doctors say there was barely any hope? Those so-called specialists are all useless!" His original plan had been flawless! He would use Nina and the child in her stomach to secure the inheritance on Hugh's side first, then use the excuse of handling both families to slowly take over Hugh's assets. But now, Hugh had not only woken up, but his return in such a dominant way also meant that all of Shawn's plans had become useless!

With a final, desperate heave of the shifting mountain, the entire floor of the mine shaft tilted forty-five degrees. Judicator Trevor, still clinging to the melting moonstone override rod at the edge of the pit, let out one last, screeching laugh before the granite shelf beneath his boots broke away entirely. He vanished into the subterranean volcanic river, his plate armor turning white-hot before the red current swallowed him whole. Elena felt her own boots lose their purchase on the wet clay. She began to slide down the steep, slick incline toward the spinning vortex of fire and liquid stone, her fingers finding nothing but loose gravel and hot ash to hold onto.

The feeling of going down was not like falling. It was like being squeezed through a hole. The big whirlpool of ink did not swallow the Aurelian’s Ghost one piece at a time. It took the ship the huge iron hull bending inwards, as the gravity under the Sovereign Tomb took away the ship's ability to float. The limestone walls of the cavern did not look like stone anymore. They looked like a slippery tube of wet charcoal rushing past Elara's face so fast it flattened her eyelids and took her breath away with a cold harsh sound.

"And the Rossi Group pays very well. Now, move away from that stone. That treasure belongs to me and your mother, Maya." ​Is the treasure under the ice a way to save the school, or is it a secret that will destroy Maya and her friends forever?