Gravity Falls Wendy Novels & Stories

Wendy said to her friend, flipping her hair over her shoulder. Justine shot her a playful glare. "I’m not groveling. I’m expressing interest." "Same thing," Wendy muttered, shooting me an unimpressed look. The sound of a door clicking made all three of us turn. Justin—the star of the show—stepped out, phone pressed to his ear. I watched as Wendy launched herself toward him, wrapping her arms around him in a way that was more possessive than affectionate. Her lips grazed the side of his jaw.

For a second, panic flickered in Julian's eyes. He took a step forward, mouth opening to say something, but Lily lunged, grabbing my arm. "Elena, let's go!" Because Lily had demanded a tandem jump, we were shackled to the same bungee cord. The moment she leaped, I was yanked off the platform like a dead weight. Gravity vanished. The massive inertia slammed into me, and my stomach lurched violently. Pain exploded in my abdomen. Even though I knew it was coming, I could not stop the scream.

"OH MY GOD! WENDY!" I scream while kneeling on the floor besides her, careful not to cut myself on shards of glass from the flower vessel. Matt usually places two glass flower vase on either side of the stairway, and Wendy knocked one down, breaking it into pieces. I examine her closely and I sigh in relief when I notice that the blood pooling on the marble floor is gushing from her arm. _Thank God!_

For three years, I worked three jobs a day to send Wendy Stallone to university. In the end, I ended up doing all the chores at home as well. On the day Wendy graduated, the Stallone family came to bring her back to the family, and she turned into a socialite overnight. Everyone said my years of hardship had ended, and I was about to become rich. During the celebration party, Clark Quinn, Wendy’s childhood friend, sat beside her like he was born to orbit around her and asked me whether it was time for me to step aside. Wendy said nothing and just toyed with Clark’s fingers. Under the dazzling lights, I stared at her and asked calmly, “Are we going to break up?” She was stunned for

The wheelchair went out of control, hurtling down the slope! “Mother!” Wendy’s pupils dilated. She lunged instinctively, trying to grab the handle. However, at the exact moment she reached it, Belinda suddenly spun around and shoved her! “Get away!” Wendy stumbled backward and fell straight into the middle of the road. Screeching brakes pierced the air. Her body was slammed violently, crashing hard onto the pavement. In the last agonizing second, she saw Vivian standing on the roadside, supporting Belinda with a cold smirk on her face.

Determined, Wendy stood on her toes, stretching toward the drink. She lost her balance. With a startled gasp, she fell straight into Zac’s arms. Zac instinctively caught her, his free hand tightening around her waist. “Careful,” he murmured. “It’s been years, and you’re still just as clumsy.” Wendy, her cheeks flushed from alcohol, leaned into his chest, tilting her head up at him with a playful pout. “Zac, you’re so annoying.” The crowd burst into cheers and teasing laughter.

The image of a young Wendy, kneeling on a bed with a blood soaked old fashioned nightie covering her, comes into view. “You can do it. You have to. There is too much blood, I don’t know what to do!” Gerald pleads with her and paces the floor at the foot of the bed. “Get a towel ready, the pain is coming.” Wendy pants and grips the wooden headboard until her knuckles turn white. She pants, her back arches. She growls a deep guttural growl, then screams as a baby followed by a gush of water lands on the bed between her knees.

"Go on. Keep slamming your head against the floor," Hayden said, folding his arms and grinning. "Maybe Wendy will finally do something once I'm satisfied." Without hesitation, I continued slamming my forehead into the ground. Blood streamed down my face and blurred my vision, but I didn't stop. If it meant saving my mom, I would do anything. I would even throw myself off a cliff if I had to. Wendy crouched beside Hayden and brushed a speck of dust from his hand with a tissue.

I'll smash this urn, and she will never rest in peace! Jason never thought that Felicity would accidentally out herself. He never thought that everything back then was orchestrated by her alone. However, there was no time to process it. He lunged forward to protect the urn…only for his weakened body to betray him. He was only a second too late. His legs gave out. In horrifying slow motion, he watched the urn slip from Felicity's hands. It hit the ground and shattered. Ashes scattered in every direction, dissolving into the thin rain, vanishing without a trace.

It was a hopeless cause; she would have to wait till the meeting was over Panting heavily, she knelt in front of the door crying bitterly, she had failed George when he had been there to rescue her Meanwhile, inside the meeting room. The school disciplinary committee assembled, together with a dejected-looking Mr. and Mrs Richwood who sat with George, whose expression was blank, it was hard to denote what he was thinking at that moment