Gravity Falls Prophecy Novels & Stories

“At least he seems to be a nice guy, from what the King told you, right? I guess this should count for something. Imagine if this other bad guy was the one marrying you? Ugh, I can’t even…” “I guess it should," Mikki murmured. “I felt something weird when I looked at him. Do you think the Moon is allowing me to have at least that? Marry my mate in order to fulfill the prophecy? That would be a great twist in fate, right?” Mikki smiled slightly.

Her eyes darkened, her tone carrying something deeper than her own words, like the Moon Goddess herself spoke through her. “Listen to me, child. You are the key, not Elliot, only you carry the thread of prophecy. That cannot be undone. Do not reveal your identity yet. Shadows crawl everywhere, enemies hide in every hall, behind every whisper. They hunt for the Luna of prophecy. If they find you before your time, they will tear you apart.”

His wings still out, tensed, and ready, the rest of us holding our weapons. He moved so fast I didn’t even see him. Sliding past the others as fluid as water going around rocks in a stream he came for me, I felt his arm snag my waist and my feet left the Earth. I heard Devon’s shots fire and Kenneth soared into the air in pursuit. Cassi let out a scream and I heard the others calling my name as we ascended, until they were just specks. Kenneth closing in, aiming his crossbow at Shamshiel’s wings, his purple wings beating as he tried desperately to keep up, his face contorted in anguish as he realized he would not be able to help me. In the blink of an eye Shamshiel closed his wings around us

It made him able to claim me as his without anyone questioning him. However, it also made me run away and run straight into Orion's arms. Would we have met without the prophecy? I’d like to believe we would have met anyway, but I can’t be sure. Most of the prophecies the seer or her little girl made are simple ones. Alpha Ethan’s prophecy had to do with choosing one or the other—in his case, his sons. Jordan’s prophecy about losing everything. Hearing that may have made things worse. There is no telling what the impact of our prophecies was exactly.

It all seemed like a distant nightmare now. My mind was reeling with everything Alex said. I got up and started pacing in the room. “Can it be possible?” I thought out aloud. “ What……” “Is it possible that the prophecy has been fulfilled? But how am I alive then? Then again I can’t think of any other probable reason why powerful vampires like Lucifer and Daniel would vanish.” “Eva….” “ Hmmmm….” “You never told me what the prophecy is.” Letting out a deep sigh I said, “ The prophecy says, ‘When a mortal traps the darkness in a ring of love, the kingdom of vampires would crumble.’”

This is the power you are against. A sharp chill ran up my spine, my heart thundering in my chest. ‘This is the last ounce of my powers. After this, the fate of this world would lie completely in your hands. I am directly communicating with all the prophets of this world. Unite for the legacy of life is beating in your hearts.’ Right then, the clouds over the dark gravity column dispersed, the sky stopped cracking and the shower of shards seized. Full moon appeared in its full glory. Its calm, cold light concentrated over the palace, dispersing the dark gravity slowly.

shadow growled. And then Kael screamed again as their come began to pour into him. Hot. Endless. Divine. It filled him too much, spilling out, leaking down his thighs, his belly glowing brighter with every drop. He collapsed forward, mouth still full, tears streaking his cheeks. And beneath it all he heard the voice. The prophecy has begun.

Though her predictions were not always accurate, a sense of foreboding gripped me, as if this prophecy was already unfolding. "The prophecy stated, 'Your true form shall only come after your first test. The enemies shall rise against you in the world's four corners, and death shall give birth to a greater evil. You shall run wild, and only the kiss of the purest wolf shall restore you.'" Though the events appeared out of sequence, they were undeniably unfolding. Tears blurred my vision, cascading down my face as I succumbed to grief. Cupping Slade's face in my hands, I pressed my lips to his, desperately seeking any flicker of life.

Him and his vain, domineering Luna had become almost like a permanent decor on the coven grounds, much to Shay’s dismay. Walking, caged within the confinements of her own mind, Shay suddenly found herself outside Jackson’s office doors. Still feeling overcome with the cruelty of the gods, she looked up and stopped to examine them in detail. She had stood before them for so many times in her life, but has she really, truly…seen them? Suddenly all that anxiety she felt ever since she was a girl started to make sense. The prophecy was not only a bedtime story after all…it was real. And her own hiraeth was a part of it.

At the center, an elder with hollowed cheeks and piercing, unnatural eyes stepped forward. "The prophecy speaks once more," the elder intoned. "The child of dusk and moonlight has awakened." A murmur rippled through the gathering. Another figure, shrouded in deep red, hissed, "Then the chains will break soon. The lost will rise again." "But she is unclaimed," a voice countered. "The path is not yet set. She wavers between destiny and defiance." The elder’s gaze turned toward the stone altar at the center of the room, where symbols older than time itself had been carved. "She belongs to us. The first king’s bond cannot be severed. If she does not come willingly, we will ensure she has no choi