Gravity Falls Plot Novels & Stories

"He’s dragging us back to a version of the story where we’re still Victims!" ​The Gravity of the Anchor ​The Respiration plummeted through a tunnel of "Scrapped Scenes." Nora watched in horror as the viewport showed them flying backward past the Colosseum of Critics, past the Nebula of the Drafts, and straight toward the dark, jagged maw of the Abyssal Anchor.

“You were never meant to kneel. You were meant to fall.” Elara sensed it a moment too late. The rune on the floor flared brighter, blinding red light searing through the chamber. The ground beneath them shook violently, a deep groan vibrating through the very foundation of the palace. And then—a fissure split the floor wide open. Elara barely had time to react before the ground beneath her gave way. She felt the sharp pull of gravity as she fell, the world spinning in a blur of stone and shadows. She reached out instinctively—and Vesper caught her wrist.

getting close, and then it rings in my head what she’s about to do. “Oh, sh*t, no!” But she’s jumped off the floor. The air is so freezing and running past my skin with such coldness that I thought it would cut my skin. My cheeks are almost numb, and when I try to open my eyes, tears are slightly escaping from the harsh effect of gravity. I see that we are actually going to fall, and that means we’re going to get crushed by the ground. It’s too far. “What the hell? What the hell? Oh, my heavens, we are going to die.” And we land on the ground.

We jumped. The moment we crossed the invisible threshold of the crater's rim, the terrifying, terminal-velocity drop vanished. The lunar gravity grabbed us, violently decelerating our fall. We drifted down to the base of the massive silver cathedral like feathers settling on a pond, landing softly on the scarred granite where the meteor was fused to the mountain. "It feels... wrong," Cord muttered, staring at his massive, heavy boots. The seventy-two-year-old Master Forge was practically floating, the sheer celestial pull stripping his massive physical weight away.

Alexandra was unsure. Yes we came together and we look after one another as well as responsible to one another so let us go back and find him." "What?" While she experienced the pull of gravity to her body, she saw the the cear sky as felt it getting farther from it, many things had been playing on Brianna mind as she rapidly fall from the nest. As she felt she is close to earth she brace her self for the impact of her fall. 0

Without the Heart to power the anti-gravity engines, Alcatraz Island—a billion tons of rock and steel suspended in the stratosphere—remembered that gravity existed. "Hold on to something!" Marcus screamed, diving to grab a support pillar. The sensation of weightlessness hit them instantly as the entire island entered freefall. K-CHUNK. The Cradle tilted forty-five degrees. Jack slid across the floor. He slammed into Catherine’s ice block. He wrapped his non-cursed arm around it, digging his blackened fingers into the floor to anchor them. "Got you," Jack gritted out, blood dripping from his chin onto the ice. "I got you."

I didn’t want to make a commotion so I froze allowing him to go further up until I could feel his hand gripping my ass through my underwear. The elevator stopped and so did he for a moment as one more person go on, I looked at the numbers and saw we had just stopped on floor 3, oh lord that is a lot of floors to go! 65 more floor to go and I felt Blakes's hand slip through the top of my underwear rubbing my ass.

“—here and wait for the hole to process it.” They waited for no more than a second before the walls fell like a curtain, a swishing sound echoing around them. Blame stopped breathing when the ground they were supposed to be standing on disappeared and off they went in a never-ending fall. It took Blame’s and Reigna’s voices to crack for them to hit the ground. They catch their breath, spluttered, looked up at the now flat surface of the ceiling, and patted the ground in case it opened again. “Is it—is it always like that?” started Blame the moment she got a hold of herself.

"Blake! Help! Eva is trying to kill me!" With reckless abandon, Tally hurled herself down the stairs, dragging Eva along in a tumultuous descent. Despite Eva's frantic efforts to disentangle herself, Tally's relentless grasp kept her firmly tethered, their bodies tumbling uncontrollably, each step adding to the chaos of their descent. Bang! Eva's journey took a harrowing turn as she stumbled and tumbled down multiple flights of stairs, each impact against the unforgiving steps reverberating through her body. With each descent, her body absorbed the force of the falls, each collision leaving her increasingly battered and bruised.

He disappears from sight. Mia's body is hanging off the roof. Her feet are in the air. Her dress is torn. Liam is on the ground, flat on his stomach, his arm extended over the edge, his hand locked around her wrist. His body slides forward. Gravity doesn't care about strength or determination or the specific, desperate grip of a man holding onto someone who is dangling above a twelve-story fall. His torso crosses the edge. His center of gravity shifts. He's going over. I don't think.