Journal 2 Pages Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

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. My wolf had other plans though as it awakened in it’s full self, struggling to claw its way out, it howled inside my ear and I could feel it trying to communicate with me. While I tried to block it out, I could see him struggling to do the same, it was obvious from the way he held his hands in a fist and growled quietly. The growl made me whimper as my wolf bowed in submission, what was happening to me?

His indifference grated on my nerves. That plan took me three days and nights of hard work. He just turned it into a practice run for an intern. "Do you have any idea what this plan means to me?" I asked sharply. "It was for the Veriania Creative Competition." His smile froze, but he soon regained his usual nonchalance. "You win awards every year, so what's the big deal letting her have it once?" he said. "Besides, that was just an internal presentation, not the actual competition."

The door clicked shut behind him, and only then did I open my eyes. On the nightstand, he had left me a small note. While in the kitchen, a pot of warm soup sat on the stove. Everything was just like every other morning, if only I hadn't caught him cheating. But I didn't have time to drown in heartbreak. After spending two weeks in the hospital after the car accident, I was already drowning in work—dozens of unfinished sketches piled up on my desk and one particularly important commission sitting on top. It was my first commercial project. Maybe, if I played my cards right, it could be my big break.

Chapter 17: Chaos Morning sunlight streamed through the tall windows of Ethan’s penthouse, its warmth doing little to thaw the tension lingering from the night before. Olivia stirred on the sleek leather sofa, groaning as reality sank in. The events of the past twelve hours replayed in her mind like a chaotic film reel, Sienna’s dramatic intrusion, the scandalous headlines, and Ethan’s searing kiss that still tingled on her lips.

…and jumped without looking at the landing. *** Fallon paced slowly along the river’s edge, staring out over the foaming water. It was only two miles from the waterfall to the mouth of the ocean, but those two miles were half a mile wide and filled with fast, dark water full of boulders. The falls Rain had jumped from were over four stories tall and the pool at the bottom had rocks the size of Volkswagens. Things that went over that fall did not survive the drop. If by some miracle they did, the river rode over it, dragging away any slim chance for life.

All I can hear a bird chirping. Then I winched as I feel someone grab my wrist. "Babe don't do this? I know you love me right?" He said to me and try to kiss me. But I kneel him between his legs making him scream for pain. I run and I saw a door, thank God it's opened. I went outside and my eyes immediately wander. I saw a big tree and hide from there. I saw him almost reaching me and I began to move but the next things I see I am in the edge of a cliff. I can see him getting near me and I'm running out of choice. So I decide to better jump and die than to be rape by a creepy stalker.

The aspirin was useless. Not because it didn't function anymore, but because Vanessa found that she didn't need it after all. Her migraines died out after her talk with Jake and they did not return. When she woke in the morning, she grabbed her phone to see if Jake had texted her, while half-praying he hadn't texted her. But there was no message from an unknown number. She frowned, a little disappointed, and she did not understand why she felt disappointed. She sighed, dropped her phone and rolled out of bed.

His wings still out, tensed, and ready, the rest of us holding our weapons. He moved so fast I didn’t even see him. Sliding past the others as fluid as water going around rocks in a stream he came for me, I felt his arm snag my waist and my feet left the Earth. I heard Devon’s shots fire and Kenneth soared into the air in pursuit. Cassi let out a scream and I heard the others calling my name as we ascended, until they were just specks. Kenneth closing in, aiming his crossbow at Shamshiel’s wings, his purple wings beating as he tried desperately to keep up, his face contorted in anguish as he realized he would not be able to help me. In the blink of an eye Shamshiel closed his wings around us

She thought of her father, dead and silent, leaving her with only the lesson that wanting couldn't save you. "I'll fall," she said. "That's the point. I need to know I can get back up." Grayson looked at her—really looked, the way Dante had taught her to look at people, seeing the structure beneath the surface—and nodded. "I get that. I do." He reached across the table, touched her hand briefly, withdrew. "No performance. Just ice. Just falling. Just getting up." After school, she walked home alone. The garage apartment was lit, Dante visible through the window, sketching, always sketching. She didn't go to him. Went inside, up to her room, opened her hidden journal.

Inside, Maya Lancaster sat very still, holding the weight of two lives in her hands. Love on one side. Safety on the other hand. And power waiting to see which she would sacrifice. PART 2 WHEN LOVE LEARNS TO BE STILL Maya didn’t sleep. She lay on her bed fully clothed, eyes fixed on the ceiling, the engagement document folded on her desk like a loaded weapon. Every time she closed her eyes, the image returned shattered glass, ruined goods, Ethan’s parents standing in the wreckage with dignity they shouldn’t have needed. Because of her.