Gravity Novels & Stories

"Why would you.. " he asked but I wasn't listening anymore. I snatched his phone from Aunt Gracy but was met with password I wanted to hand it over to him to press his password but he beat me to it by telling me "The password is kejogmet" "okay" I said pressing the password and it unlocked though in my mind, I was surprised. I can remember overhearing NataliesN conversation with Jeanette and Eleanor when Natalie complained Kendall wont tell her his phone's password.

"How is that possible?" Alec grabs my shoulder. "I think I figured something out." "Huh?" He bends down and pushes a rock no larger than my fist. Or at least he tries to. His face scrunches and turns red as he strains. "Gravity is different here," he gasps, still pushing. "Larger things weigh less, and the small things weigh a lot." I hustle over to help him. "Whatever you say." He's right, though. Even pushing together, we can't move the rock.

For a moment I swear I see a moment of sympathy, but it’s only fleeting. “I’m sorry I have to do this, then.” There was little I could do. He grabbed my arm, and before I could pull away, everything underneath me collapsed into a black hole. Falling, I clutch Time tightly, eyes squeezed shut. This is different to when he was transporting me to his manor. My head aches, as if it’s going to explode, the pressure against my temples almost too much to bare. Just when I thought I was about to scream at the unbearable pain, all at once, all the pressure and sound ceased, my feet touched the ground, and the air around me drifted back to a soft breeze, rather than a vortex of wind.

After exactly 70 seconds she heard a very loud "Sploosh!" Kimora: "Hmphf...Alright, I'll give it one try and if it works...nice! The gravity on this planet is only one and a half times stronger than that of Earth so this should be one of the perfect places for testing my abilities with time and space. That's one thing I can be grateful for landing while as a refugee on this planet known as Deidra, despite having limited control over my abilities...."

Harvey takes a napkin and writes by hand, his handwriting precise but without the coldness of an official document: F = G × m₁ × m₂ / r² “G is the gravitational constant, M is Earth’s mass, and r is the radius,” he explains with a patience I don’t recognize. “But you can replace it with any planet.” “And does it always work?” “For any body with enough mass,” he confirms. “Physics is universal.” Claire studies the equation with the analytical seriousness she inherited from her father. I remain in the doorway, not entering, watching this impossible scene: Harvey Prescott teaching physics to my daughter without trying to control the outcome.

ADAPTATIVE COLOURATI A. Camouflage: The organism has the same colour as the environment e.g grasshopp B. Warning colouration: The organisms have attractive colours that serve as a warning to predator's e.g brightly coloured lady bettle and toads C. Mimicry: The organism resembles another object that the predator doesn't eat for protection e.g stick insect resembling a tw D. Nest parasitism: Some birds lay their eggs in other bird's nest for protection e.g cuckoo bi BEHAVIOURAL ADAPTATI

Amid the chaos and the crumbling stone, a deep, resolute calm began to emanate from Aria. Her eyes, wide with determination, fixed on the writhing, tormented form of Magnus. The dark energy that had taken root in him pulsed like a malignant heartbeat, threatening to consume everything in its path. But in that moment, something within Aria stirred—a power she had never fully acknowledged before.

He found it okay to live like that. But for the first time in his life, he saw that he had done useless things, destroyed himself, but regretted it for nothing. He lay sprawled out on the undulating stone path with grass growing everywhere, hiding his head under the shade of a tree, avoiding the sunlight, watching the clouds fly by slowly. At first, he felt awkward and unfamiliar, afraid of getting dirty by the soil. Some minutes later, he got used to the scent of flowers and earth. The space was quiet, he could start work at any time, but he didn't have any interest or motivation to start, so he gave up.

Rileys eyes blinked open. She felt groggy and unsure of her surroundings, just like every other time she woke this past week. She couldn't remember where she was, she felt dirty and cold, she couldn't even feel her wolf Ava anymore. Her flesh burned with every movement she took. Was this a dream? Had it all been a dream? She looked around and noticed it was a dark room with no windows, like she was in a basement. The room felt wet and cold. She lay on a bed and noticed a metal chain attached to her ankle. There was a bedside table next to her with a glass of water and a bucket next to the bed.

“I’m not supposed to be here. I don’t know why you are acting like this but I would really appreciate it if you let go of me.” Dexter pushed her up over his body and closer to his face as if to prove a point. That he could do the exact opposite of what she was asking of him and there was nothing she could about it. It was a battle of physical strength and she was no match for him. “You should learn to voice your gratitude properly mouse. A simple thank you will do.” Anelia tried to pull away but his hand was holding her in place and she could not move. His gaze was steady on her and that unnerved her but she kept her eyes on him.