Not What He Seems Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

He pauses, his breath hot on my skin, making every nerve in my body snap to attention. “I’m trying to ruin you.” My knees almost give out, and I clutch the counter to stay upright. “You’re already halfway there,” I whisper. And God help me, it’s true. I’m already lost. Already in freefall. And that man? He’s the gravity pulling me under. To Be Continued...

The way they’re sitting side by side, discussing fabric like it matters deeply — not because it’s strategic, not because it signals status — but because it’s going to hold them. She bounces lightly once against the seat cushion. “It’s comfortable.” “Comfortable leads to naps,” he says. “And?” “And naps lead to…” He gestures vaguely. “Gravity?” she offers sweetly. “Exactly.” She leans closer, lowering her voice slightly. “You’re worried about gravity?” “I’m realistic about gravity.” She tilts her head. “I think you’re underestimating the structural integrity of this couch.” He looks at her again — that look — slower now.

Viviane smacked my arm, but I ignored her, because Jesus Christ, was this what we were doing now? Felicity’s eyes widened like she couldn’t believe he just said that, her lips parting in shock. But then, slowly, she blinked, collected herself, and said, “Astronomically speaking, stars don’t fall. They collapse due to gravitational instability.” Brandon choked on his drink. Viviane pressed her fingers against her lips, trying not to laugh. And Gabrielle? That little shit just grinned like she’d recited a love poem. “Damn,” he said, looking impressed. “Beauty and brains. You trying to kill me, angel?”

It's a handshake’’, I replied, with sarcasm of course. ‘’I can see that but you can remove your hand, I believe a handshake is only a shake of the hand, no need to fall hands like it's going to fall’’ he replied, beating me this once and he knew it. ‘’Chill out bro, I was trying to know who this pretty girl is, is she our neighbour or something, if so I live just a few houses from here, you can come hang out whenever you want.’’, did I mention that he was my best fucking friend but I believe Rowan doesnt know that.

He opened it expecting to see more extortion material but to his surprise it was a short email. “I’m so sorry to sneak out while you slept. I have caused you so much trouble and I know that if I stay it will be double. I’m going to lay low for a while but I will be back. You are the ray of light that makes the darkness in my life fade away. Don’t give up on me just yet. Stay close to your keyboard until we meet again.” Eddie quickly replied to the email and to his delight the response was just as fast. ‘Where are you?’

Noah started to move his face closer to Alison, "You know what will happen if it turns out that you were the one who sent me flowers on behalf of Irene?" Alison nodded slowly, his face worried. When Noah turned his face away from him, he was finally able to breathe again. "Hey, when are you going to start executing plan D?" he inquired. Noah was about to open his laptop when he fell silent and looked back at Alison, saying, "I don't know. But I don't think I'll ever carry out that plan," Noah said as he reopened his laptop and pressed the power button. "Why not? Isn't that the only plan left?”

I was swallowed up by what he was doing, what kind of nonsense he plans to do. He brought his face close to my ear which alarmed me. I can't seem to speak. I could feel his breath in my ear which made me shiver. "Be ready in the falling game", he huskily said and licked my earlobe. I am shocked at what he did but before I could complain, he had already left in front of me and was already walking away from us. "What does he say? A falling game?" I asked in my mind trying to comprehend it.

I wished I was there for his big game. As we entered the living room, my breath caught at the back of my throat due to the sight infront of me. Leo was sprawled on the couch with Angelica sitting on his stomach, making his shirt ride up giving me a glimpse of his chiseled abdomen. The first impression he gave is nothing compared to the man infront of me. In front of strangers he portrays a cold exterior but around Dylan and I, he is more relaxed and carefree. He smiles a lot more too.

This hunk of junk creaked once, and then the world instantly went dead. In that split second, gravity seemed to vanish, leaving my stomach stranded back on the tenth floor. The deafening screech of metal slamming against the emergency brakes echoed through the cramped shaft, before finally being swallowed by a silence that was far more terrifying. "Shit! What the hell was that?!" Bima shrieked, his voice cracking in the pitch-black void.

If you look at math, there’s this thing called temporary equilibrium. It’s basically when two completely opposite forces balance each other out for a split second. But it’s a total lie, because it only works on paper. In the real world, gravity always wins. Right now, waking up on the edge of this rock-hard hospital bed, I am just trying to figure out how to breathe without waking him.