Imagen De Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

“Spare me the bullshit. You’ve done worse to the people beneath you!” For once in my life I was a villain. And maybe this was payback, this was my karma. But I still wanted to live. I could right my wrongs… Edna still stabbed my wrist and I gasped sharply. My wrist snapped, betraying me. Gravity’s force pulled me as I let go of the rail. It happened so quickly and right before everything faded into oblivion, I saw Edna lock lips with Brandon. My body felt like it had no stamina or weight of its own—which in all senses didn't. Falling past four more layers of building, my skull cracked when it finally kissed earth.

The room brightened, revealing a breathtaking scene. The interior was a treasure chest of creativity; paint splatters on the walls and the floor was strewn with brushes, canvases, and sketches. Lia gasped, taking in the vibrant colors and the sheer volume of work that surrounded her. The air was filled with the faint scent of paint and turpentine, and it felt alive with artistic energy. "This is amazing," Lia exclaimed, her eyes wide with wonder as she stepped further inside, admiring a large canvas depicting a swirling sunset over a tranquil sea. Just then, Tyler reached for the canvas and carefully lifted it down.

True to his words most of his photos were nudes, even Grace's nudes were there. I knew this guy was a bad boy. There were barely any decent photos on his phone except for the pictures of a dog, it was a really cute dog. I guess he's a dog lover. I left his gallery and checked his playlists, it was filled with sad and emotional songs. I sighed as I decided to play Candy crush for the next one hour before going for my classes. -- It was a few minutes to eight o'clock and Ryker still wasn't here yet. I was starting to get pissed off as I sat beside Lucy, who was already getting ready to go home since there were no more customers in the café.

As my body grew colder and colder, Monica's cruel curses faded along with my breath. When I opened my eyes again, every memory from my death rushed back into my mind. Monica, the person I had once treated like family but had ended up killing me, was sitting right in front of me. I had been reborn. And just like in my previous life, once Monica's mother, Lorelei Newman, found out that she had secretly been dating a guy from a modest background, she immediately set up a blind date out of anger. Monica was beautiful, and she had become a model after graduating from the arts academy.

Bailey: The infected seeing the blood from Rebecca's hand drives them even crazier and they start to shake the whole helicopter. As they shake it, they tip it over, and before I can do anything, I slide off. "Crap," I yell, barely managing to hold on. One hand grabbing onto the other, I keep both of them wrapped around the helicopter's tail. Struggling to keep from falling, I look at Rebecca, Tristan, and even Chuck. Rebecca and Drifter are also hanging, trying their best not to fall.

My eyes was still locked with his dark ones, black as my hair was, so soulful, and beautiful, there was a line of silver there that swirled around his dilated pupils. His hands moved up to touch my waist that was bare so slightly, making him make contact with my bare skin, and I jumped as another jolt of electricity passed through my veins, his touch brought butterflies to my stomach and I suddenly found myself clenching my thighs to make sure I stay calm.

He spoke on his way out, "The baby wipes are on the upper shelf so, don't hurt yourself while getting them. Also, the fresh hand towels are in the lowest drawer." Scarlet stuck her tongue at the boy's back, "I'm not that short! Watch me." Vantae raised an eyebrow at her, gesturing for her to go ahead. The girl huffed, marching into the bathroom. Vantae leaned over the lavatory's doorframe in case she did hurt herself (that you guessed is about to happen). Scarlet bent down to open the drawers in the form of a ladder. She balanced her weight on the seams of the wooden cavity and reached the shelf. Stretching her arm fully, she grabbed the pack of wipes. Vantae sighed, "You could have just ask

I constantly ask myself why I even try but then I take one look at Adrian and immediately know why. My name is Madison Rain Rivera and this is how The Decadence of The Fallen’s Adrian changed me forever.

The gravity in the Archive didn't just fail; it became Recursive. Leo felt himself being pulled toward the black-eyed child who wore Elian’s face—the Shadow-Elian. The boy stood at the center of the white fire, his small feet unmoving as the glass floor beneath him turned into a liquid obsidian mirror.

There was regret in his dead grey eyes as he finished that sentence. The man in front of him stood around two inches taller, his hair also dark brown though it was cut shorter on the back and sides but slightly longer on the top. He looked at his brother his ocean blue eyes, bloodshot from sleep deprivation. Another door opened and a woman entered, she had raven black hair braided into a fishtale plait and her blueish-green eyes filled with saddness though she had a look of determination on her face. She was short and skinny, but she had some muscle definition in her arms. "It is done." She stated loud enough for both men to hear. "She is gone." A tear slipped down her cheek as the taller of