Imagen De Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

The Alpha chuckles “Jaz how about you come down and stop confusing your Mate” my bata and I look at one another then at my sister and we are all perplexed. I look at the Alpha “Alpha?” “Alpha Jax” “Alpha Jax, what doe you mean Mate??” the next this I know I smell apples and Carmel and a hit of chocolate, but I don’t know where the smell is coming from. Where is she… “Jaz please stop confusing the poor guy and let him see you.” I hear a giggle but the smell is getting stronger and I’m still standing in the same stop looking all around and I hear rose gigging and I hear them all laughing “what is so funny???” I’m asking while looking at the three of them and I end on rose and she points funny

Inside was a faded photo of Natalie, age five, grinning with a missing tooth. She held it out. Natalie didn’t take it. But she looked at it. Really looked. Then she walked back into the shelter, not saying another word. Meekey stood alone in the alley, hands shaking, the cold air slicing through her. She didn’t know what would happen next. But for the first time in fourteen years, it didn’t feel like the end. It felt like a beginning.

My good name was dragged through the mud, while Joanna's soared to new heights of infamy. However, I was on the mend, my health nearly restored, and the sinister grip of that amulet inside me was loosening its hold. Joanna cranked her live stream's beauty filter to the max, but no amount of digital magic could conceal the breakout marring her face. The tide was turning, and the consequences of her actions were starting to show. … Zack, who had not bothered with me for ages, suddenly showed up out of the blue. The memory of his fake act on the live stream made my stomach turn.

I went back to her resurrection ceremony and the moment we had imprinted on each other. I shared that feeling of drowning and coming up for air as you realized that gravity was pulling you towards that other person. I showed her that first night we had made love and every night after that. I showed her how happy we both were waking up next to each other. I shared all those feelings and emotions with her. I showed her what happened to me when Karani died and everything that had led up to me leaving. I showed Wolf’s Peak to her and then the explosion and the gunfire.

I imagined them up there, hands pressing against their abdomens, their once-haughty faces now contorted into masks of terror and suffering. A louder crash made me turn my gaze toward the grand marble staircase. Grace appeared at the top, staggering. The phone—her most precious possession—fell from her hand and bounced down the steps. She tried to grab the railing, but her hands wouldn’t obey. Her eyes met mine for a second—they were wide, bloodshot, and filled with panic. She collapsed halfway down. Her body rolled down the stairs like a rag doll; every impact against the marble sounded like a verdict. She stopped beneath the staircase, motionless—a heap of silk and scattered strands of hair

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 managed to whisper, my eyes fluttering shut. "The ledger is finished," Silas said, his voice a low rumble that was blissfully silent in my head. No psychic echo. No judgment. Just the cold wind. "Now we start the design for your ghost." As he carried me toward the Northern Citadel, I felt the "Voice" of the Crescent Pack finally fade into static. Roman was screaming into the void, but for the first time in a long while, I couldn't hear him. The pavement had cracked. And I had finally fallen through.

“Yes please, please! I’m running out of air!” The cry came from behind where she was kneeling and Jasmine began to touch the newly dug grave. “Xavier, I found her!” She screamed as she began removing the dirt from the top with her bare hands. Again her heart pounded alarm as her mind flashed like crazy. She looked around again a bit disoriented, there was a blurry image of a man in front of her with what seemed like black wings behind him. His face was too blurry to make out and the light...there was light surrounding him as she could only see the silhouette of the wings and the body.

“But everyone has a breaking point.” A shadowy accomplice entered the room, dropping a file on the desk. “This might help.” The figure opened the file, their lips curling into a sinister smile. “Perfect. Let’s see how Mr. Cole handles this.” The photograph on top of the file showed Ethan at a younger age, standing beside a man who looked eerily similar to him. “Secrets always have a way of coming out.”

An obsidian stone is inside my seal, and the guards fall over themselves to let us inside once they know who I am. The wall is ridiculously tall, made of thick, reinforced steel. I crane my neck back, move my hair back to see it all. The portly guard pulls a lever, and a portion of it lowers. Clunky and groaning, the ice flys out, the gate forcing its way open. The gate lowers completely, warm water slowly trickles out, and the inside of Estate Eclipse is steaming. I grab onto Dante and he helps me past the blocks of ice until we cross the other side of the gate.