Gravity Novels Novels & Stories

Kartika and Koji slam a tavern that it’s devastated, while Varz and Herman were shoved to the sea. “Guys...” Alfi is still trying to hold them up. “Gravity is a force which attracts any masses thing and it can’t be gone. Any idea about Earth Gravity? I can manipulate the gravity field anywhere anytime as long as I am on this planet. Do you feel like being pressed and lifted at the same time? And what will happen if an object is in the middle of two gravity fields which press each other? That’s right, you’ll be squeezed that your body vanishes. (Holy shit! Who am I? A smart pants? Should I take a Magister Degree of science?) I will kill you, Alfi!” Awan exclaimed.

Red, the final book in the color series. Following the events of Book 1, Green had completely changed into a different person. She was no longer a vampire but a being who had the blood of Werewolves, Vampires, Witches and Dragons. The powers she had obtained coupled with the loss of her mate and the anxieties of being a mother to destined twins was enough to make her twisted. On one hand, she dearly craved revenge for her mate and on the other, she wanted to be a good mother.

What he found most astonishing was that the gravity of the new realm was much stronger than that of Earth! An item that weighed 100 kilograms on earth would be 150 kilograms there. The change in gravitational force would limit one’s mobility, and most importantly, it would be more taxing for one’s internal organs. It was fortunate that Zayn was a powerhouse half a step away from the invincibilis state. If an ordinary person had been in his place, they would not be able to withstand the gravitational force for a long time before losing consciousness or even dying. However, he had a very calm mind and would take things as they come. Soon, he inhaled two deep breaths to calm himself and focused

Scarlett POV Maybe it was a side effect of my heartache, but in the days that followed, I felt utterly exhausted, too tired to eat, and found myself throwing up again and again. Lucien, his face full of concern, begged me to go to the hospital. But I refused. A trip to the emergency room would immediately expose the pup's existence, and I couldn't let that happen. "It's probably just the shock from the champagne tower," I offered as an excuse. "It really scared me. All I see when I close my eyes are glass shards."

The main grav-lifts were too exposed and too slow. "Take the maintenance spirals!" Dax roared, leading the Vanguard up the massive, curving internal ramps that hugged the inner curvature of the durasteel hull. Fifty heavy choppers roared in absolute unison, their exhausts echoing like a continuous thunderclap inside the cavernous, metallic belly of the city. They were riding a vertical mile, spiraling upward at eighty miles an hour. But the anti-gravity water-spouts outside were still pumping the ocean against the glass.

The shelter’s main gate collapsed, and a tide of zombies poured inside, roaring and screeching. “Honey, this one’s on you.” I hid behind her and pointed at the incoming swarm. Ruth raised her hand without a trace of emotion. As a deep, dull hum filled the air, the dozen zombies charging in front exploded instantly into clouds of blood mist. Flesh and blood splattered across the walls. The zombies behind them hadn’t even had time to react before a horrifying force crushed them flat into pulp. This was the S-class ability—gravity manipulation. It was the ultimate wipe-out skill.

They jumped. The feeling was not like falling. It was like being pulled through a straw. The gravity power caught them. It wrapped around their bodies like a invisible blanket. The air was thick with smoke. They shot past the floors of the hospital—the baby ward, the cafeteria, the library. All of it was now broken metal and dust. They hit the bottom with a sound. The gravity power had cushioned their landing. They were in the core room. It was glowing with a toxic orange light. In the center was the gravity engine. It was spinning fast it looked like a blur of light.

They were shouting into the dark: "We are still moving. Are you?" "The pulses are answering!" Kiri shouted, her "Maintenance-Sphere" vibrating with a strange, syncopated beat. The response wasn't a signal of light, but a "Gravity-Tug." Something out there was "Pulling" back. "It’s not a language of words, Elen. It’s a 'Language-of-Load.' They are showing us their 'Stress-Points.' They are 'Industrial-Realities' like us, but their 'Fuel' is different. One burns with 'Crystal-Friction,' another with 'Gravitational-Shear.' They are the 'Other-Engines' of existence."

He crossed a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles in the blink of an eye. The young man sneered, and a gray path order appeared around him. Tremendous pressure filled the ring, and Stanley crashed into the ground. The path order of gravity! It could change the gravity in the surroundings. Due to Stanley’s sturdy build, his body became heavier and crashed into the ground hard when the path order of gravity appeared. However, the magnificent floor was unharmed. The ring made of a great path was very strong!

Gravity didn't return to Rebirth City—it arrived as a physical executioner. The ground beneath my stone feet didn't just harden. It gained a malicious density. I felt the vibration through my basalt shins as the obsidian floorboards magnetized, pulling every loose scrap of iron and every drop of silver mercury toward the bedrock. This was the Gilded Paralysis. A side effect of the planetary slaving I had authored. The city was now too heavy for the world to move, and too heavy for its inhabitants to breathe.