Grunkle Stan Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

I didn't have a room. "Skylar!" Hearing his voice had my heart racing with fear, I walked down the stairs to meet him in the hallway. There was a door under the stairs, probably to the basement which is where they made me sleep last time. My step-father stood there with the door open. Suddenly he shoved me and I slipped, falling down each step. Rolo barked and growled at him, earning a kick for himself before he too got locked in the basement with me. I swear I heard him lock it with a key. There were three lights down here, they were fairly dim, the floor had been carpeted thankfully, a single mattress lay in one corner of the room no bedframe, a dog bed next to it with the dogs food and wa

Each of Adrian’s attacks was extremely fearsome. Bam! Bam! Bam! The 10,000 kg of gravity was no ordinary force. It crashed down on the Astral with immense power. He struggled to hold on, trying to resist being blasted down further. This force was far beyond anything he had expected. With each impact, the Astral’s expression grew more astonished.

It's disorienting and I'm beginning to feel claustrophic when Graydon--only a few steps ahead of me--cries out as he slips, his arms flailing. race toward him and grab his arm just as he's about to tumble down a sludge-covered staircase. We have a few seconds to look at each other with relief before I lose my balance and we both go tumbling painfully down with a sickening thwack-thwack sound each time a head or arm or leg hits the hard surface.

Every ounce of strength. She let go. Suddenly. My weight was already shifting backward from pulling so hard. My foot reached behind me, searching for solid ground. There was nothing. I’d forgotten where I was standing. Right at the edge of the stairs. My arms shot out, grasping desperately for the railing. My fingers brushed it but couldn’t hold on. I fell. My back slammed into the stairs. The air left my lungs. Then gravity took over. I was tumbling, my body hitting step after step. Each impact sent pain shooting through me.

My voice shook as I said, "You forgot, my stomach's upset." Alfred quickly apologized, "I'm sorry. I got carried away. Hold on, I'll get you some water." I gave a small nod and lay back, his figure retreating from my view. All I could picture was him holding Janet close. Perhaps Janet had lit a fire in him, and he was looking to me to put it out. The thought made me sick to my stomach, and before I knew it, I was in the bathroom, throwing up. That was what gut-wrenching disgust felt like.

technique at a minimum level. As Long Chen started to walk, everyone around him fell to their knees due to the sudden increase in gravity. Even those observing from the second floor felt an indistinct pressure affecting their balance. Surprised by this, they noticed that it all started when Long Chen moved and began to pay him full attention.

Anthony seemed drunk. The minute he walked through the door, the strong stench of alcohol hit me. Before my ghost friends and I could even guess what had happened, Anthony staggered straight into the bedroom, looking like his soul had been sucked out again. He threw his arms around my urn and suddenly started to sob. My friends were dumbfounded; the cards slipped from my hands and scattered all over the floor.

He warned and urged him to sit down. Sebastian obeyed and did exactly what his Dad said, he didn't move or acted guilty. He just leaned back staring at the emergency ward entrance. After a while a doctor and a nurse came out and walked towards Sebastian and Uncle Ben. “ Are you Gwen’s guardians?” He asked and Uncle Ben nodded. He pulled out his iPad and showed Uncle Sebastian a medical X-ray. “ Gwen got a spinal fracture from a hit.” “ Is it that serious?” Sebastian asked, without any expression on his face, trying to act tough, clenching his fist tight on his side.

It gave off a stench so vile it was beyond words. Chunks of dried concrete still clung to me. My exposed skin was blotched with livor mortis, and my face held just enough to hint at who I used to be. Jayden stood frozen, eyes locked on my corpse like someone had hit pause and left him stuck in that moment. "No way… No way…" Jayden muttered, his expression twisting into something unreadable, his voice barely a whisper. Hank gave his shoulder a gentle pat. "What's done is done, Jay. You've got to let it go."

I threw my weight against him and he stumbled as he tried to hold me. “Damn, Ady! What are you trying to do? Squish me??” Gabe asked. The incredulous look on his face had me bursting out in laughter, I almost teared up. “Help,” I gasp, “gravity is increasing on me.” I push the back of my hand against my forehead and close my eyes. “I have no strength and could have dropped you!” Gabe laughed as he pushed me to my feet. Throwing him a smile, I interlocked my arm with his and pulled him along.