Gravity Falls Mabel Novels & Stories

Mable sneered. ‘Is this an illusion? I think I hear Blair’s voice.’ She slowly moved the glass to her neck. Blair noticed her movement and darted forward to grab her hand. The glass fell onto the carpet without making a sound. Mable wanted to struggle but could not muster any strength. She could only allow the man to carry her onto the bed. She was in despair. Mable bit her lip and tears streamed down her face. It was as though she knew what was to come.

The more she pulled, the more cracks on the floor. "Amanda please, don't let me die. Please." Mabel pleaded, seeing that Amanda had no choice but to let go, or else she would suffer the same fate. Amanda was still thinking of what to do when she heard Detective Wills scream. "Amanda" Startled by the unexpected noise, Amanda briefly lost focus on her grip. Mabel's fingers slipped from Amanda's grasp as she searched where the voice came from. Amanda watched in horror as Mabel, unable to maintain her balance, slipped from her grasp and plummeted from the crumbling building. The world seemed to slow down as Mabel's screams filled the air.

"It's time for dinner! I brought some for you!" "Thanks Mabel, you don't need to bother doing this to me!" "Dear, I'm a woman, and I also had a miscarriage! So I know what it's like to be you!" she said I gasped when Mabel said that. She didn't look at my face at all. Yeah, he tried to avoid eye contact with me. "You have?" "Yup, and yeah I cried a lot, but…" Mabel sighed "You have to eat, how will your energy recover if you don't want to eat? You don't even want to see a doctor and take any medicine."

MIA I push myself on the swing but I can’t seem to find joy in the activity. Mabel beside me just sits still and kicks stones. We've been here for what feels like forever, and the rhythmic creak of the chains is the only sound heard in the park. It’s been a week—a week since Mom’s funeral, a week since our lives shifted permanently. I haven’t cried yet, and I can see that Mabel hasn’t either. It feels as though an invisible barrier has formed inside me, holding back waves of emotion that I know will eventually break free. But for now, we sit together in our silence, feeling the weight of our loss.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Lacelle. I promise I'll always treat Archie very well. And everything he says is law because I will never go against anything he says." "I believe you," Callie said with a laugh. "Gavin talked about you before. You're a good guy." Leo didn't think that Gavin would actually say anything nice about him to Callie, but he could only smile and nod politely for now. He felt Stanley's eyes on him, and he turned to meet his gaze politely as well. Stanley suddenly exclaimed aloud in surprise and averted his gaze like his eyes had just been electrocuted. Right at that moment, Gavin came home and stepped in through the door too, with Lucas behind him.

Mabel finally turned her head to look at him. Everything had gone exactly as she expected. There was no need for hysterical accusations. No need for tears. So what if she had fought and bled for him? She was still discarded. "You really didn't disappoint me." She laughed softly, her voice scattered by the sea wind. "Mabel, you know how to defuse bombs! You can do it yourself, right? You'll be fine! I'll save her and then come back for you!" Defusing a bomb required freedom of movement.

“Damn it.” I sink onto my stool and bury my face in my hands. How am I supposed to look Tyler in the eyes every day knowing something that will destroy him? How am I supposed to laugh with the twins? How am I supposed to celebrate birthdays, prom, or graduation knowing Mabel might not be here for the next one? My phone buzzes, and I wipe my eyes quickly. Tyler has sent me a picture of Mabel sitting upright in her hospital bed. She’s wearing one of those pale blue gowns, her hair is tucked behind her ears, and she looks tired. Thinner than she did even yesterday.

Amelia’s POV I stayed on my knees on the cold flagstones, resting my palm flat against the creature’s chest to monitor its faint, ragged breaths while the stairwell echoed with frantic shouts. “Get a stretcher down here now!” Mabel barked as she bustled down the central stairs, her leather satchel slapping against her hip as she dropped her knee right onto the hard stone beside me. “Mabel, be careful,” Lucas warned, his hand hovering near his sidearm while his other arm wrapped firmly around my waist. “We don’t know what it carried out of those ruins.”

(Flora's POV) I couldn't even see Mable Bell's movements. I just saw her disappear, and then the next second, she reappeared beside Caitlyn Christian kicking her stomach. Caitlyn Christian clutched her stomach in pain and fell to the ground. She looked at Mable Bell in disbelief and grunted, "You... you're a werewolf too?" "Of course." Mable Bell smiled, grabbed Caitlyn Christian's hair, and lifted her whole body.

I said to them both and hanged up the call, ignoring their protests. Mabel came out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around her waist and I gulped. She always had that thing in her that just used to call out to me, and with just a little sight of her, I always felt myself getting turned on and she failed to notice it every time. She entered the press and I can finally breath, I merged my legs together and breath heavily to calm myself down. I was succeeding in calming down until Mabel came out of the press and I lost my senses immediately, I felt like I was not breathing anymore, like I was a dead man.