Gravity Falls Uncle Novels & Stories

Chloe leaned closer to Layla as they walked. “Okay, that was iconic.” Layla sighed. “I’m exhausted.” Chloe grinned. “Still worth it.” Students continued whispering as they passed.Some looked shocked while some looked impressed. Chloe bumped Layla lightly with her shoulder. “You know what the craziest part is?” Layla glanced at her. “What?” Chloe lowered her voice dramatically. “You chose his uncle during Seven Minutes.” Layla rolled her eyes. “It was just a game.” Chloe smirked.

he growls meaning Theo, the crazy one. "I know," I say looking down to the ground. "Hey, keep your head up, we're not mad at you, you didn't do anything wrong," my uncle scolds me, but I don't look up, not yet. "Stella, look at me, I lost my family once, I'm not going to lose it again," my uncle says and I look at him this time, he sounded so firm and sure of himself, I had to believe him. "Okay," I say agreeing with him.

“Don’t grab a box that is too heavy Davina,” says my uncle as he heads inside. I roll my eyes. It annoys me when I am treated like I can’t do things like normal people. I grab the nearest box despite what my uncle said. It is heavier than I anticipated so move to adjust my weight but as I do I end up slipping and falling backwards with the box. I try preparing myself for the impact with the cement. I close my eyes, this is going to hurt. Instead of feeling cement I feel arms around me. I look up at who has caught me and it is Derek.

Two winter seasons. That is exactly how long my wolf has been bound to the most dominant, manipulative alpha male in the Raven Hollow Pack Settlement. Kenny Liu knows exactly how to handle my body. He knows the precise way to reel my inner wolf back in with heavy fur blankets, strong fire-whiskey, and a primal, explicit touch under the stars that leaves me completely breathless. But the second the winter sun rises over the pack lands, the alpha mind games start right back up. My best friend Thorne Matthews warns me that alphas only lie when they are trying to keep their partners compliant. I want to believe our sacred bond is real, but Kenny keeps ghosting our connection, disappearing in

Yvonne said as she was running down the stairs, Dylan was too weak to say anything, he just kept staring at all of us without saying a word. “Dylan, mom is here with you now.” I said to him trying to wake him up so that he could talk to me. “Let me contact the doctor.” Yvonne said to me and picked her phone to place a call across to the doctor, I turned to the other side of the sitting room and there he was staring at me. He couldn’t be bothered even though he knew his uncle's life might be in danger. “He’s on his way.” Yvonne said to me, as she looked outside.

"But... you do look amazing." Then he fake-choked dramatically. "Damn you.....thief" I muttered, smiling despite myself. “Learn to let things go,” Liam said with a grin. “You’ll live longer and probably end up half as good-looking as me.” I couldn’t help the chuckle that slipped out. “I don’t even want to understand that story,” Uncle muttered, shaking his head. Then his phone buzzed. He glanced down and tucked it back into his pocket. “Come on, your dad just texted. They’re waiting for you.”

With a swift move, he wrapped his arms around my uncle's neck and yanked him back, stumbling. The force of my uncle's fall dragged me down, and I crashed to the ground, the impact stealing my breath. He fell beside me, his grip relenting as Marcus fought off his frenzied attacks. It was as though he was on a battlefield, attacking an invisible enemy with everything he had. Despite Marcus being stronger and faster, my uncle's weight pressed down on him. He attacked with a mad intensity, using anything he could as a weapon. Marcus, on the other hand, tried to control the situation without causing harm.

completely. The atmosphere felt cold, the ache in my head intense, and the stab wound on my arm from the last raid seemed to have ripped open again. I dropped my hands down, eyes on the dancing lights. *Myles, can you see me? Myles, I can’t suffer anymore. Myles... please.* “For seven years, I raised a fool,” my uncle continued, his voice dripping with disdain. “Look at you. You’re drunk, you’re reckless, and for what? For a boy who doesn’t even want you?”

For the first time, those words sounded ugly. In Valentina's mind, my waiting and Sofia's waiting were simply expected. Because I did not cry, I did not hurt. Because Sofia did not throw tantrums, Sofia did not matter. Leonardo was silent for two seconds. Then Leonardo said, "I made a promise. I have to go." Valentina tried to stop Leonardo, but Leonardo was already picking up his keys. Before Leonardo left, Leonardo crouched down and touched Lily's hot forehead. "Be good. Listen to your mom. Uncle Leonardo will come see you tomorrow."

"We need to hurry." We round another corner, and I see a glimmer of light in the distance. My uncle motions for me to be silent, and we move forward. We reach the source of the light, and I see that it's a grate on the floor. "It's a storm drain," my uncle says. "We need to climb down." I look at the grate, my heart racing. It's a long way down. "I can't do it," I whisper. "I'm afraid of heights." "I know," my uncle says. "But we don't have any other choice. You can do this, I know you can." I look at him, my fear turning to determination. "I can do this," I say. "I have to." "That's my girl," he says, a smile on his face. "We'll go together. I'll be right behind you." I ta