Lazy Susan Gravity Falls Novelas e Histórias

Susan fumed, as if it wasn't her who made her lose the boxes. “What the hell are you waiting for? Pick them up and follow me!” She barked, Lyra’s brows furrowed as she gazed coldly into Susan's eyes, refusing to pick up the boxes. But just as I thought she was about to reply, her eyes rolled to the back and she suddenly collapsed, falling to the ground with a thud.

GRACE'S POV At Susan's scream, I burst into laughter, clutching my stomach as she nearly fell off the couch. “You’re lying! You have got to be lying!” She pleaded, eyes wide open. “I wish I was,” I said between laughs. My stomach was aching at that point. “That is insane. It's a full-blown disaster. There's no way they can do damage control, not at this point.” she said, shaking her head rapidly. “Exactly.” I concurred, still feasting on my popped kernels.

Seeing this, Gale realized that something was wrong. She stepped back more quickly. "Don't come here, don't touch me!" Susan just smiled, and the smile made her scalp numb and her back cold. At this moment, Susan suddenly took a big step forward, almost stepping on Gale's shoes. Gale immediately took a big step back... But! She stepped back! There were steps behind her! Gale's center of gravity shifted, and she fell backward uncontrollably, waving her hands in the air. "Yeah, Gale, be careful." Susan's voice sounded, grabbing her hand. "I'll help you."

They both went away from the vicinity of the camera. ‘They are going away’ Lisa said frantically. Jeremy did his tricks and this time they were in macro’s room. Their cloths were discarded and their body was covered in sweat as their body rhythm matched each other. ‘Shit!’ Lisa exclaimed giving Jeremy the laptop who closed it ‘the girl did her fucking job to well’. She puts her head in between her hands as she thinks of what to do. ‘I need to get her out of there and fast’. Susan yawned as she opened her eyes by a quarter, she groaned as she used her hand to cover her face. The sunlight rays entered the room which made her to close her eyes again.

Lorenz grumbled. "Okay, time to work." Lorenz straightened his stance again. It wasn't until he turned on the computer that he remembered Susan. “How are you now? Are you sad?” ***** Susan sat on a lawn chair, looking out over the pond which was dotted with lotus flowers. Unfortunately, all that beauty did not take away the sadness and confusion she felt. Occasionally she still wiped the clear beads that house her two eyeballs. Susan even kept her glasses because they kept getting wet.

Krista said to Juliana's retreating back. "Rui, I've got some bags of frozen peas in the freezer," Zach said, desperately trying not to think of his cock or the peeks of Susan's body that he was inadvertently getting. "Susan's hip is pretty bruised." Helping Susan onto the bed on the other side of Zach while Rui went for the frozen peas, Krista felt her pussy flood with juices when she saw Susan's pussy as she gave up on the towel, her inner lips unfurled and petaled apart like a butterfly's wings beneath a big fat clit as she lay on her left side facing Zach.

Grace did not understand what was going on until she saw Susan's bed surrounded. She rushed to Claire's cot and pushed it away before someone would trip on it. Susan heard haze sounds around her as she drifted from reality to the other side. She did not understand what the fuss was all about, the images surrounding her slowly turned blurry and moved in circles. She could sense the panic in their voices and searched for one voice that she hoped to hear before she blacked out, Zain's voice.

The counting didn’t help this time. Every time she closed her eyes, the night replayed itself in fragments. Cassian’s hand at her back. The deliberate brush of his thumb against her wrist. Adrian’s voice saying her name like it still belonged to him. Damian’s smile. Serena’s warning. The way the room bent without asking her permission. Collision. That was the word that kept circling. At some point, exhaustion won. Sleep took her like a thief. — She dreamed of falling. Not the dramatic kind. No screaming. No wind. Just the quiet, awful sensation of realizing there was no ground anymore. Gravity pulling, steady and indifferent.

Without the Heart to power the anti-gravity engines, Alcatraz Island—a billion tons of rock and steel suspended in the stratosphere—remembered that gravity existed. "Hold on to something!" Marcus screamed, diving to grab a support pillar. The sensation of weightlessness hit them instantly as the entire island entered freefall. K-CHUNK. The Cradle tilted forty-five degrees. Jack slid across the floor. He slammed into Catherine’s ice block. He wrapped his non-cursed arm around it, digging his blackened fingers into the floor to anchor them. "Got you," Jack gritted out, blood dripping from his chin onto the ice. "I got you."

I almost pulled it off for her, but in a twist no one saw coming, I ended up marrying her son. That was why Sabrina could not stand me, and by extension, my little girl, Ruby. I used to bite my tongue for Alfred's sake, no matter how much Sabrina tried to rattle me. However, when she saw what was on my phone, she went pale as a ghost. She was so shaken, she could not even get her words out straight. I kept my composure and said, "Mrs. Hawkins, how about we make a deal?" ... That night, a car was smashed by a big rig on the way home, tumbled off the overpass, and burst into flames.