Gravity Falls Triangle Novels & Stories

"What... what's going on?" The three of them were completely petrified. Of course, the three of them were all well-informed people. They would not be at a loss just because some mud had landed on the ground. The reason for that was because of the strange terrain. If the soil at the slope could fall into this small hole, it was because there was a problem with the angle. The soil would follow the inertia and fall into the hole later. So, it was a little abnormal now.

She lifted her head to look me in the eyes with a grin. "What the fuck was that? Seriously? One minute were going blow for blow, & the next I'm laying on the ground unable to breathe or move. How did you manage to take me down that fast?" I asked her as I stared into her beautiful chocolate drop eyes. "I told you. It's the double triangle of death." She giggled as she pushed off my chest to stand. "And what exactly is the double triangle of death? How does it work?" Ronan asked as he gripped my hand to pull me off the ground.

The glass did not break when she hit it. It bent. The strong crystal dome of the Sterling Technologies atrium bent down like a clear trampoline. It took the force of Elara's three-hundred-foot fall with an elastic groan that vibrated through her teeth. For a short time she was stuck on a web of white stress fractures. She was looking through the clear floor at the ninety-story drop below. Then the roof completely failed.

It brushes the petal. The deck plating beneath us groans. Wrenches upward into a sudden, miniature mountain range, pitching us sideways. Cups, tools, a stray aster plant float gently upwards, released from earthly bonds within a two-meter radius. The Gravity Concept drifts away, humming contentedly, leaving chaos in its wake.

Sometimes the library was four people in a room all working in the same quiet, which was a different thing from loneliness and the opposite of it. One Sunday morning Edmund looked up from the floor and said: "Dad. Why do things fall down instead of up?" “Gravity," I said. “Yes, but why does gravity go down?" he said. “It goes toward mass," I said. "The Earth is very heavy. Gravity pulls toward it." He considered this. "So if there was something heavier than the Earth above us things would fall up?" “In theory," I said. He wrote something in his notebook. Eleanor looked up from her desk. "That is not practically achievable in our current situation," she said.

The ground beneath them did not collapse; it released. Ryan moved instantly, reaching for her, but this time the bond did not anchor her to him. It pulled both of them forward. Caleb lunged, grabbing Ryan’s arm. "Ryan!" It was too slow. The edge gave way beneath their feet, and the three of them were pulled straight into the fracture. As they fell into the dark, the mountain closed behind them, leaving only the whistling wind on the peaks above.

CRACK. The sound was tectonic. Miles beneath the throne, the basalt roots of the tower twisted, growing hundreds of feet in a heartbeat. They bored through the crust and mantle, anchoring themselves directly into the iron core of the planet. The gravity deletion field shrieked in protest. The Collector vessel buckled as Rebirth City was violently slammed back to Earth by the weight of the planet's own mass. The Golden Dome crashed back onto the basalt pylons. Air returned with a pressurized roar, dropping the wolves to the floor as they gasped for life.

I was really enamored with him. Although I was worn out and hurting, I didn't care. I resisted going to bed. I desired the pain. All the while, I wanted him inside of me. He was pressing down on me. I kept trying to cram him in tighter and tighter. I was interested in his face. I wanted his perspiration to fall on me. I wished I could throw mine at him. I piled up against him. I had never previously done it. I truly couldn't believe I was doing this. I was coming up with something. I placed him in while holding him. He felt me more deeply. Never will I forget it. He was happy that I was in command. I restrained his hands. He claimed to be attempting to escape. I touched his face with my tits

The feeling was starting from my feet and slowly making it's way to my entire body. "Wh... What... What did you give me?" "It's not your business, Gloria." By this time, tears filled my eyes, threatening to fall. Due to the weakness I was feeling in my limps, I stumbled and because I could not balance, I fell on the floor face flat.

Paul tilted his head to see my face. "We are giving it a try. Our relationship as a married couple." I explained, my eyes on the ground. "Wait. I thought you were in the process of so-called moving on stage when it comes to Craig?" Miho asked, confused, scratching his nape. "Yes. You are baffling, Daphne." Ziggy supported Miho's comment. I just held my breath because I didn't know what to say. I, myself, am in the middle of two rocks, and if I don't do anything about it, they may crack the hell shit out of me.