Hand Witch Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

Kiara roared as she lunged swiftly towards the witch who had fallen her father like a tree in the way. “Don't be silly, girl.” The witch said as she pushed her hands forward, causing Kiara to stop in her tracks by an invisible force. “You will do no such thing.” The witch raised her hand high and with it, Kiara found that her body had suddenly become too light for gravity. Her feet had been lifted off the ground and she was now floating in the air. “Put me now!” Kiara barked as she dangled her feet, trying yet failing to get back to the ground.

She twisted it slowly, pain blooming in her chest. “You’re trying to save me,” she whispered. “And I’m trying to save you.” She let the tears fall this time. Outside, somewhere beyond her reach, Ethan was making his own vow. And neither of them knew how much longer the balance could hold.

Maria shouted. Hailey gritted her teeth, trying to recall what this witch was trying to make her remember. “You're not weak!” Maria shouted. “You're a powerful woman not the weak vegetable they take you for!” Hailey's heart skipped a beat. She wasn't weak? Did that mean she was someone else? The voices began chanting Zira again, making Hailey's body tremble. Meanwhile, Maria was busy chanting spells, and Hailey's body began to tremble uncontrollably, she held her head as the loud voices increased. Suddenly, Hailey fell to the ground and passed out.

Though the lady wanted this shifter to stay alive, it did not mean that he needed to be intact. “Please, let him go! Don’t hurt him, argh——” Jordan tried to push himself off the ground but the wolfsbane made it impossible for him to even sit up, thus when he tried to push his body off the ground, he only ended up falling on his face. “ He hasn’t done anything, never hurt a witch never killed anyone of your kind, let him go.” Jordan tried to beseech the witch, his hands and legs were trembling with the attempt of pushing himself from the ground but in the end, he could not even push himself from the ground and ended up falling against the wall.

She rasped, drinking in the moonshine that immediately healed all the injuries she'd sustained. Lerman raised his hands and she levitated from the ground and was suspended in the air. With the other hand, he made loops and she felt cold invisible chains clasp around her. "You're such a pretty little thing aren't you? You know I've done my research on you and I wasn't impressed. With your achievements, I expected you to be a powerful minx, but you're not even fit to be called a witch." He sneered, He clapped his hands together and she fell to the floor.

The moment I’m standing, I’m pretty sure I just… black out. I don’t remember jumping on his back and winding my forearm around his scrawny neck. I don’t realize we’re falling to the ground until the understanding of how frail he is hits me directly in the chest, turning the tide in my favor. I straddle his back, tangling my fingers in his long, white hair, and slam his face against the ground. Over and over. And, over. It’s rather cathartic, I have to admit. “Fallon!” I slam the Grand Wizard into the stone again and again until his body goes limp under mine. The sharp metallic tang of blood cuts through the ozone, no longer quickly whisked away by the wind.

She thrashed, gasped, clawed at the rope, her mouth opening but no words coming, only a choking gurgle. Above, I could hear Kavira sobbing, her voice trembling through her prayers. “Please… Vireya… please make it…” As the witch’s limbs went limp, her bloodied fingers slipping from the rope, I released her legs and stumbled back, panting. Zevarion immediately lowered the rope again, his movements swift and precise. I fumbled with the knot, fingers trembling, and then began to climb. My arms burned. Every pull upward felt heavier than the last. I was halfway through the window, my waist scraping the jagged stone, when chaos erupted below.

I staggered slightly, blood sliding down my arms, dripping to the floor, but I didn’t falter. Not yet. My vision blurred, dizziness pressing at the edges of my consciousness, but I forced my body forward, forcing the energy to bend to me. My hands shook violently, my knees threatening to buckle, and then, I fell to the cold floor, limp and bleeding, the circle of witches still chanting, their power tethered to me. Even in unconsciousness, I could feel the ritual moving, my influence shaping it, bending it toward my will. The hybrid would be found.

Her silver hair didn't fall; it drifted around her face like smoke in a stagnant room. "I can't—Victor, the weight. It’s gone." She reached for him, her fingers brushing the air. Her wedding ring slipped off her finger. It didn't clatter. It hovered between them, a small gold circle mocking the laws of the world. "The sensors are flatlining. Gravity isn't just fluctuating. It’s shutting off."

His wolf power radiated outward in waves that made the air shimmer. Sasha screamed and threw her own magic at him, but Hayden raised one hand and her spell simply stopped, suspended in the air like a fly trapped in amber. With a flick of his wrist, he sent it flying back at her. It hit her square in the chest and she crumpled, unconscious before she hit the ground. Miranda's body was still suspended slightly off the floor by the remnants of Daniel's magic. As his concentration broke, gravity reasserted itself. She started to fall.