Gravity Novels & Stories

Chapter Sixteen. Back to Black. Toxic: very harmful or unpleasant in a pervasive or insidious way. Regret: a feeling of sadness, repentance or disappointment over an occurrence or something that one has done or failed to do. Elliott didn’t know what she was doing anymore. She was lost and it was showing. She kept getting stares as she stood stoically in the middle of the cosmetics aisle of the supermarket, her dull eyes fixed on a box of Trojan extra large condoms.

he grunted, "I just mean I don't bother caring about anything or anyone because nothing lasts forever. Even my job. At some point, my aim is going to suck because I'll either be too old or I might get injured. It's not like you want to be something permanent in my life and yet, I can't get you out of my fucking mind." My heart had just calmed down from its raging state only for it to do a little tango in my chest again at his words, "That's obsession." "Yeah, you're probably right." "Do you think what your brother and my best friend have is obsession?" "It borders it," Ace scoffed and I noticed him playing with his pinky on his right hand as if it were missing something, "but they're good fo

He looked at his tablet, the data scrolling in a frantic red. "It's a Gravimetric Resonance," Rhys gasped. "He's using the spear to increase the local gravitational constant $g$ by a factor of four." $$F_g = m(g + \Delta g)$$ "Elara... if he hits $10g$, our hearts will stop pumping blood!" "Not if I break the anchor," Elara roared.

Just as he unbuckled his belt, the doorbell rang. He stopped moving, and stood completely still, listening to hear if the person would ring again. After a minute of silence, he proceeded trying to forcefully sleep with me again, but then the door bell rang again, this time, more insistently. I continued crying on the floor, pinned by him, but this time, they were tears for gratuity. The heavens had heard my plea, and I was willing to go out there, and thank whosoever it was who interrupted this terrible ordeal, on my knees.

I know the lady will be getting back to us, I bet she wanted us to grieve before talking about business. Chloe's eyes changed because she finally accepted her destiny. Nathan told me about how a grey werewolf's eyes can change to that of the bright grey moon if they believe in themselves and accept their grey wolves. It's like accepting Jesus as your lord and savior then after that when you die you go to heaven and become an angel.

"The element of water!" Ice began to encroach her palms. "The element of wind!" The winds began to blow roughly, smashing across my body with powerful jabs but I still remained firm in my position. "The element of Earth!" The grounds quaked violently but I didn't waiver regardless. "Lend me your strength!! Lend me your powers of destruction!!" She chanted while the intensity of each element boomed. My eyes changed into its sparkling green again and as I planned to make a move. My legs refused to move. I looked down only to find stones molded across my leg holding me down. I struggled against its force but I failed.

It's as if he can feel the message of the song and he understands it as he goes on. "I never see the forest for the trees I could really use your melody Baby I'm a little blind I think it's time For you to find me." Is there really such thing as gravitational pull between two people? Cause the moment Maze had started singing the chorus, his gazes met mine. "Can you be my nightingale? Sing to me I know you're there You could be my sanity Bring me peace Sing me to sleep Say you'll be my nightingale" Dunno how he was able to convey such emotions towards me. But it's creeping in my whole system as I listen to him. His voice is enough for me to feel such emotions yet his eyes is causing me to fee

Ruby tried explaining-but with the way things were, nick looked totally confused. "Ok, boy. That's enough. However, I actually came here to warn you. You have three supernatural powers which you inherited from me. I am a very great grandma of yours. I'm in the seventeenth line of your family generation. I know you may not understand. But however, your powers are: one-the ability to see ghosts. Two- you have a special word which you can say anytime to get out of trouble but you will later get to know the word as you grow. And three- I wouldn't tell you now. You might disclose it to other people. And like I said, you will get to know it as you grow."

The "Chronological-Borehole" didn't collapse with a bang; it dissolved into the sound of Rain on Asphalt. Avery Vane-Thorne opened her eyes and felt something she hadn't felt in fifty years: Weight. Not the "Basalt-Weight" of the Earth's core or the "Gold-Weight" of the Vanguard, but the simple, heavy pull of a 2024 gravity on a 2024 body. She was standing on a balcony in Geneva, the air smelling of ozone and expensive coffee instead of "Amethyst-Spores."

Gravity in the lab was behaving erratically; loose pens and papers were drifting toward the ceiling, then falling back down in slow motion. "It’s a Singularity Core," Jun whispered, his voice trembling with a mix of terror and scientific wonder. "It’s not an isotope. It’s a fragment of a collapsed star... or something not from this galaxy. It generates its own localized gravity field (a small, concentrated area where gravity is different from the world around it)."