Gravity Falls Wendy Kisses Dipper Novels & Stories

A sack of broken bones and torn flesh, I simply folded in on myself and fell. ​"NO!" ​Wendy broke her promise. She wasn't strong enough to catch me, she was a bird, and I was a falling rock, she lunged, wrapping her thin arms around my waist. She tried to take the impact, twisting her own body under mine. Her desperate cry turned into a sharp grunt as we both hit the stone floor in a tangled, agonizing heap. ​I couldn't breathe. The impact stole the air from my lungs, and my ribs screamed. All I could manage was a low, wet, gagging sound, my face pressed against the cold floor.

To her surprise, she fell on the road and did not get up immediately. I took the opportunity to run and get away from her. I am holding my left wrist which is still burning with heat. I only grimaced but was very thankful that because of that I was able to escape. I remember back then, whenever Mama Amelia was teaching me things that I should know as a Cohen, she once mentioned that we can not only heal wounds but also lift curses. In other words, the Moon Drip was able to break the black witch's spell that prevented me from moving on my will.

Just one palm on the butt cheeks. Wendy did as she was told. She didn't have much of a choice. No choice actually. If she called it quits, Louis was going to sue her and her family. Click. Click. 'Beautiful. This is beautiful. Now Mr. Schelling, lean in for a kiss.' God, Wendy's heart hammered behind her ribs. Louis leaned in closer and memories of what he tasted like filled Wendy's head. How his mouth has moved against her lips and his tongue inside her mouth the two times they had both kissed. And moisture began from between her thighs and a pool of hotness settled under her belly.

Inside her heart, Giselle kept praying, "Dylan, honey, I've already made him pay the price. Please, look at this fireworks display. Look at my heart, which has never been more sincere than now." Valerie mirrored her gesture, pressing her hands together in prayer. "Daddy, I don't want anyone else to be my daddy anymore. Mommy and I spent three days making the fireworks you said you wanted. "Please come back, okay? I miss you, Daddy." By then, I was already far away abroad. Naturally, not a single word of their repentance reached me. … I looked up at the beautiful woman standing in front of me. She raised an eyebrow and smiled brightly. "Dylan, shouldn't you be thanking me now? You know, I won

Barefoot and disoriented, Callie continued to wander aimlessly in the rain. ‘Callie, please, come back to us,’ Wendy pleaded, her voice tinged with desperation. ‘You’re scaring me!’ Finally, Callie’s distant gaze focused on Wendy’s face, and her eyes filled with tears. A gut-wrenching cry escaped her lips, and she fell into Wendy’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably. ‘It’s okay, it’s okay,’ Wendy whispered soothingly, wrapping her arms around Callie protectively. ‘You’re safe now. I’m here.’

Instead, I whispered, “Wendy…“ And then I kissed her. It wasn't soft or careful. It was desperate and urgent, showing all the fear and longing I had inside. I put all my relief, gratitude, and love into that kiss, holding her like she was the only thing keeping me grounded. She froze for a moment, surprised by how intense I was. But then, she softened against me, her lips and body relaxing. When I finally stopped kissing her, she moved back a little, her eyes wide and surprised. “George.” she started, her voice soft and unsure, “you shouldn’t push yourself. You’re still getting better.” I smiled slowly, a grin that made her catch her breath. “I feel so much better now.” I whispered, looking

ZANDER After dinner, Vivian’s family said their goodbyes and left. We walked them out, and I noticed how Lucas kept glancing at Wendy. There was something different in his eyes. Warmth. Interest. As they stood by the car, Wendy leaned forward and kissed him. It wasn’t long or dramatic. It was soft, shy, and sweet. It was enough to make Lucas grin like a fool. I looked over at Priestess Tanya. She had been quiet all through dinner, barely speaking unless someone asked her a question.

and she went back to sucking me. Wendy just stood there and watched as if she couldn't believe her eyes. Just when I thought that she was going to turn around and leave she dropped her purse on the floor and started undressing. "I'm next and mine is fresher." Mom moved, stopped sucking me and then mounted me. As she was riding up and down on my pole Wendy came over and sat on my face. It was the start of a wild night and a wild visit.

he greeted them curtly. “Oh, what do you want?” Wendy barked. “Here I thought Faerie’s were supposed to be sweet and docile creatures,” he teased, raising a questioning brow toward Damon. Wendy ignored his quip and pushed past him. They both watched as she stormed off down the hall. Her tantrum made Graten grin. “Who pissed in her pixie dust?” His question brought traces of a smile to Damon’s face that quickly disappeared as Chase began to cry out in his weakened state.