Melody Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

--- Upstairs, Alexander sat alone, the straw whistle in one hand, a war ledger in the other. He couldn’t focus. That tune… Where had he heard it first? And why did it feel like home? --- Down below, Melodie stared at the moon through barred stone. “She’s going to use my voice to lie,” she whispered. “But I won’t let her steal my story.” Her fingers tightened around the flute. “If sound won’t wake you, maybe words will.” ---

"I thought this race would be dull, but the organizers really put in some effort. Quite interesting. Your drift overtaking in that one turn was especially incredible!" "Are you itching to give it a try?" "Oh, yes! If you had told me earlier, I would have prepared an outfit and raced with you." Melody was so happy talking, she got distracted and didn’t pay attention to the stairs beneath her. In her high heels, she accidentally stepped on an empty space, and was about to fall. Levian's pupils suddenly widened, and he shouted, "Mel!" He reached out to catch Melody to prevent her from falling, but he was slightly late.

Her father knew about it, but he chose to protect his only daughter after having already lost one son. Her crime was covered up, and her brother's biological mother was eliminated in order to tie up loose ends. I also discovered something else. Years ago, I entered Tyroth Mecha Academy with a top score. However, rumors about me spread around the school as soon as I enrolled. "How could someone from the slums have the ability to get into the top mecha academy? He must have relied on someone powerful." This was something Natalie, who entered with the second-highest score, casually said as a joke to her classmates. Her casual remark had spread like wildfire.

The final guideline was written in a jarring red font. [On rare occasions, the station will transmit the Predator's Song. When this occurs, remain completely still and hold your breath until the broadcast concludes.] Hold my breath? Were they trying to asphyxiate me? I pouted and clicked on [I Agree and Start Listening.] The so-called 'Echoes from Below' were nothing more than just some white noise, like the wind moving through an empty corridor or a massive creature slowly exhaling beneath the water. Rumble. The sound was low and heavy, with a faint electrical hiss like a bad microphone feed.

"You never told me about your childhood. Never told me what you did for me. You just decided—all on your own—to die for me. Who gave you the right? Who the hell gave you the right to keep it from me?" Jayden's voice grew sharper, his anger building until he finally lashed out, kicking the gravestone beside him. What a sin. He stared at my photo on the gravestone, his breath ragged, his chest rising and falling in uneven bursts before slowly settling. Then his legs buckled. He dropped to his knees, palms pressing into the dirt as tears fell. "Why did you do this? Why? What am I supposed to do…" His voice was barely a whisper, choked with despair and pain.

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.

’’, she told me,tears were pooling around her eye lids. ‘’Aliyah, baby, please listen to me, we can make this work.’’I pleaded but she walked on me. I went to the club downtown and drowned my sorrow in alcohol. Reaching home, I went up to my room, but it wasn't mine, it was my future wife and the reason I broke up. I picked her up and brought her to my bed and I fell asleep soon after. The next morning I woke up with a headache and blurry memories of last night.

It was an ecstasy I couldn't put into words. In that fraction of a second, time seemed to freeze. The swirling dancers and the melodious music faded into the background, like a tune played far away. It was as if a magnetic force beyond our control had drawn us together. Our eyes locked, and in that intense gaze, it felt like we were the only two people in the world. 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.