Tony Valentine Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

He looked back once at the crumbling monument of the Architect’s ego. "I'm coming home," he whispered. He didn't look for a path down. He didn't look for a rope. Victor sprinted to the edge of the falling platform and leapt into the open air, a lone figure silhouetted against the rising sun, falling toward a future he finally had the right to see.

"Mr. Greene, can you at least try to be civil? There's no need to be so harsh." I scoffed. "Civility? You two threw that out the window the moment you crossed this line. Why should I show respect to two people who clearly have none for themselves?" Valerie's panic started to show. "You already agreed to let me have his child. Does it really matter how it happened? You know my heart condition. Did you really expect me to go through all those painful procedures? And what about the money Eugene borrowed? You promised to cover it!" I narrowed my eyes. "That was before I found out what you two have really been up to. You want money? Not a chance."

“Now you’ve fallen—you’ve lost everything you were meant to be—just because of me!” He pulled back just enough to look me in the eyes, his gaze full of love and quiet certainty. “Haven’t I fallen hard enough? Long before I lost my wings… I had already fallen completely for you. And that fall was far deeper, far more real, and far more permanent than anything else I could ever experience.”

And with that, he turned and left the room, the sound of his footsteps dwindling into the hallway. Valentine's heart pounded as she watched him go. The ropes may be off, but the weight of his control still lingered like a shadow in the room. Her fingers trembled as she finally lifted the fork to her lips. She had to stay strong, had to play the part he expected—just long enough to find his weakness. Because no matter how unshakeable Arnulfo Vegas thought he was, Valentine silently vowed, he'd learn what it meant to underestimate her.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Lacelle. I promise I'll always treat Archie very well. And everything he says is law because I will never go against anything he says." "I believe you," Callie said with a laugh. "Gavin talked about you before. You're a good guy." Leo didn't think that Gavin would actually say anything nice about him to Callie, but he could only smile and nod politely for now. He felt Stanley's eyes on him, and he turned to meet his gaze politely as well. Stanley suddenly exclaimed aloud in surprise and averted his gaze like his eyes had just been electrocuted. Right at that moment, Gavin came home and stepped in through the door too, with Lucas behind him.

Everyone knew Don was someone who never liked to wait. “Are you coming?” he asked sternly as the elevator doors began to close making me run towards it. I slipped in just in time but in my haste, I lost balance and fell into my boss, his hands coming round me in a warm embrace to keep me from falling, but an act so insignificant unleashed a particular memory I had locked away in the deepest parts of my heart.

I comb my fingers through my hair to mask my trembling body, then I meet his piercing, predatory, and gleaming gaze. “Do you always make it a habit of confining Savannah within the gates of your fortress, so she is excluded from the real world and her family?” I bite back. As our gazes continue to bore into one another, I can’t shake the feeling that Don Valentino is an Italian God with intense eyes and a face that is carved from stone. I doubt he’s ever cracked a genuine smile, even when he’s balls deep in some random bitch, shuddering as he comes.

he gupped hard and wiped the thin line of sweat formed across his forehead. Just like bucket of cold water ,he had powered off her ego . Heather Clifton gritted her teeth and tighten her fist hard in anger, her flushed face hard as she wanted to hide from the embrassment badly. "He is nut and so full of himself, what do you mean by cute, Annoying jerk!" She fummed and eyed him angrily. That was dead silence. Mr Grayston Ian dare not open her eyes for the fear of the Great temptation of the seductress next to him and what insane thing he might do.

I burst out crying in front of thousands of people that were present in the theater, and I didn't care at all, cause nothing else mattered, and let me tell you, it was like millions of arrows pierced in my heart, and it was really as if my heart was tied up in a knot, I really couldn't breath properly, cause this was the most worst thing of them all, worst than a gunshot wound, worst and sadder than actually dying. It was the perfect description of everything bad...everything sad and heartbreaking...everything tragic, and it felt as if I was dead already, but still physically living, like a zombie, but with the ability to still feel pain, but...but when my shaking eyes diverted to the side,

When an excruciating pain surges through her ankle she winces and reclines back to her seat. "What is going on here? Valerie, are you alright?" Lucio asked as he drew further closer "Yes I am, I wasn't looking and I fell" Lucio throws a suspicious look at both of them, that wasn't what he saw but then he didn't really see all of it. What he saw was just Valerie crashing against the table, the force she landed could have only happened with gravity, which means she was pushed. Lucio glanced over to the spot Jason was standing before rushing over to Valerie, that was the perfect place to push someone.