Melody Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

He continued to pull me further away from the hospital until we found a small park just close by. There was a blanket spread out over the grass under a huge tree with a bag on it. "Surprise," he said, "I know it's not much but I can't exactly take you anywhere far from the hospital considering your condition," he said sheepishly as we both sat down. "It's still perfect," I answered. "I really missed the Sun," I smiled. "Anything is seriously better than being stuck in that hospital room." Nick chuckled, "I thought you'd say something like that. Hence I made it even perfect by getting you this," he said and removed the whole Fallen boxset from the bag.

impact, the cold weight of the machine, and the scream of a species that refused to be silenced. The Mirror-Earth couldn't handle the "High-Entropy" data of a failing soul. The gray sky began to crack. The liquid mercury in the Well erupted into a fountain of black ink. The "Perfect" versions of their loved ones began to twist, their faces stretching into terrifying, geometric masks of static. "The Anchor-Node is the Well!" Sarah shouted over the comms from the Howl. "If you can destabilize the mercury pool, the gravity lock will shatter!"

They hoisted Melody up onto the tiny bed and climbed into the private elevator that took them to the infirmary underground, I came trailing aimlessly behind Francois. "What happened to her? Did she fall? Please tell me she’s going to be alright. She is pregnant, and nothing can happen to her, you hear me?” I wasn’t even thinking when I said those words, my mind barely registered anything that came out of my mouth, because all I could see behind my eyelids was Melody lying in a pool of red thick blood. And I didn’t even want to think where it came from. For all I know, she wasn’t shot, she wasn’t injured from the fall. Of course, she may get some bruises from falling from such a height, but t

Thief forms flickered, peeled back, then collapsed inward as if their very essence had been denied. All their twisted bodies morphed. Flesh sinking, bone reshaping, faces melting until a figure remained. Melody. Naked, fragile, hollow eyed. Her lips moved. “… Iusumuneya…” A spell. A plea. But not a single note broke the silence. And then— She dissolved. Her body unraveled into pale strands of light that curled upward and vanished as if erased by an unseen hand. The battlefield remained frozen in awe. Hope still knelt at the center, the Crystal beneath her pulsing again, the final surge.

A human pumped full of helium and about to explode. Failing to dislodge his attacker, Unscathed threw himself backwards, attempting to crush Dark Melody. But he wasn’t quick enough. His crash into the ground only damaged himself. Dark Melody had jumped clear, somersaulted and snapped his wings open to land gently on his feet.

“They stole our family business. Our little store in town was a supermarket before. But they stole it. They said if we wouldn’t give it up, we’re out of the pack. That seems not so bad, but we all know that if the pack disowns you, they’re going to kill you the next day. I wouldn’t forget how my dad turned from being a CEO into an assistant. That alpha and his betas crave power and I know I shouldn’t let it happen again. I’m into this plan and I know there are a few who also wants this. We’ll find more people for you as well, Catherine.” … We parted ways since we have different class schedules in the afternoon. Before I head to the pavilion where Gelo and I usually wait, I went to the bathro

The silence following the "99% Crash" wasn't peaceful; it was unformatted. The air in the valley was a thick, grey haze of Dead Pixels and static. Every time the wind blew, it made a sound like a corrupted audio file—a rhythmic, digital stutter that scraped against my nerves. I didn't wait for the elevators. I threw myself from the command center balcony, using a localized Gravity-Bypass to slow my descent as I soared toward the glassy crater where Xander lay.

"Mr. Johnson, Ms. Stewart, the camera Ms.Stone used was a specialized scientific model. All the footage it recorded was encrypted and uploaded in real time, with automatic cloud backup." He pressed play, and the sounds of my desperate pleas for mercy and their vicious mockery played in the speakers: "Ding ding ding! You got it right, so your prize is to have the chance to use your life to win me a research slot! "Only one life in exchange for my bright future! Isn't that sooo worth it?" Luna's face went pale, drained of all color as she started trembling. Meanwhile, Zachary stared straight at the screen, his eyes widening with fear. "I-Impossible…"

“Look at yourself! Suspicious, jealous, and always imagining the worst. “You’re nothing like the thoughtful woman you used to be. You grew up on the streets, Clea. “You could never compare to someone like Fran, who has wealth and grace. “If you have the energy to make up lies, you’re clearly not that sick. “Stay home, reflect on yourself, and clean up the place before I get back. And don’t call me.” The door slammed shut behind him as silence swallowed the room. Then I felt a wet warmth between my legs. The life inside me was slipping away. With the last of my strength, I reached for my phone and called my best friend, Lina Lester.

In the flickering light, her face twisted into something monstrous and wild. I was suddenly overcome with a wave of sickness, letting out a cry of agony. I writhed on the ground, but the invisible flames kept burning me. My entire body felt like it was on fire as I curled into a ball on the floor. My voice was raspy, a wild, beast-like roar escaping my lips: "I'm burning up, someone help me, please!" Joanna just stood there, watching with icy detachment, unmoved by my suffering. My friend, Melissa Jones, started shrieking at the top of her lungs, "Oh my gosh! Someone call 911 or something! Wren's got a demon in her!"