Mabel Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

Too late. “Maeve! Finally,” Brenda’s voice exploded from the tiny speaker, brimming with caffeine and adrenaline. “You won’t believe what just came through. Morgenstein has direct financial ties to Galli. Offshore transfers. Shell companies. The whole damn conspiracy. I mean, if we run this right, front page and broadcast. I can already hear the headline. The Evergarden Billionaire's Blood Money—Morgenstein’s Mafia Ties Exposed. You have to tell me you found something else, I know you did—” I stopped breathing.

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.

Maybe, if I played my cards right, it could be my big break. After getting ready, I grabbed my bag and headed out, planning to buy a new phone and meet with my client to go over the details. What I didn't expect was to run into Zachary the moment I stepped into the café. Out of instinct, my gaze flicked past him to the street outside—and that was when I saw it. A large, glowing "Massage Parlor" sign hung across the road. Ah. So this was her place. I'd wandered right into her den without even realizing it.

David replied. ****** The long flight finally arrived at Greenville and the girls got down, Lena sat on her lungage as Mabel waved down a taxi. They got in and it zoomed off. Lena leaned her head on the passenger seat, and closed her eyes in silence. Vera and Mabel did too. Except Angela who found it weird. “ Why the long faces?” She asked, Mabel. “ Back to completing my project!” “ My recipe needs to be changed!” Vera sighed. “ And I have to go face Jayden at work, what a disaster!” Lena placed both hands on her face and screamed.

Chapter 43 – Shadows Between Us The night was heavy with rain. It pressed against the small apartment windows, each drop tapping like impatient fingers. Abby sat curled on the couch, her hands resting over the soft curve of her belly. The air was warm from the heater but her chest still felt cold. She told herself she was fine. She told herself she didn’t need him. But every time the thunder rolled she thought of Edward’s voice and the way he used to hold her when storms came.

Zane’s POV "We should visit your parents more often." River water still clung to her hair. I felt the cool strands against my neck as I carried her up the trail. The falls roared behind us. My boots sank into soft earth where our bodies had pressed the grass flat. Two pairs of shoes still sat on the cliff. I did not go back for them. "I want to bring flowers," Mabel said. She tucked closer in my arms. "And thank them. That place helps me think. I see things clear there."

"By the way, Tabitha, is your company hiring? My son has been jobhunting for a while now…" "You're a vice president now! Your salary must be close to half a million a year, right?" My parents were thrilled about my return and promotion, so they invited the family out to celebrate. I had barely sat down before the relatives surrounded me with questions. "Kaylee, say hello to Aunt Tabitha!" A little girl in a pink princess dress was led over to me. I looked up, surprised. It was hard to believe that the plump, exhausted-looking woman standing beside her was the same Monica who had once been called the campus belle.

My knees buckled. Savannah gasped sharply. Mable was a blur. She crossed the distance in a blink and caught me under the arm before my face could meet her clean tile. Her grip was iron, her stance steady, like she'd been bracing for this exact moment. "For Hel's sake..." she hissed in my ear. "I'm fine," I grunted. Mable tightened her hold. "You are not fine." I tried to pull myself upright anyway. My ribs screamed. My breathing went thin.

I stumbled back slightly and before I could steady myself, my foot caught onto something… And then, I fell! My face slapping right into the snow covered ground. I mean, that cushioned my fall, right? No. My dress was coated in mud, soaking wet and now, I was shivering. I didn't move for a second, I just laid down there…stunned. Did she just…? A soft, mocking laugh echoed above me. “Now, that's better.” The old woman, Mabel said. “If you are incapable of figuring out where you belong. I'd happily volunteer to train you myself. Clearly, those traders failed to do their jobs.”

I dazedly opened my phone. In a ten-second reel, Corbin was carrying Mabel while doing squats. In the sweltering summer heat, he wore a sleeveless tank top, and she wore a miniskirt. With every moment their skin touched, I felt sicker, though I was just watching it through a screen. Without saying a word, I double-tapped the reel and continued eating my lunch. Mabel clicked her tongue and said, “Aren’t you mad?” I looked at her, somewhat confused.