Watching Gravity Falls Fanfiction Novels & Stories

As we watched the stars dance in the sky, we spoke and spoke till the campfire burned. The sun rose the next morning, and it was our last day. We decided to take a swim in the waterfall pool. As the sun shone on the water, the pool was light blue like Emma’s eyes. We could not stop talking to each other. We did not realize that it was evening already, and we had to drive back home.

“It’s been a very long day.” “Good night, My Love.” Greeted Lucia, “sweet dreams.” Lucia watched as Amelia climbed the stairs to her bedroom and felt happy that her heart was beginning to ‘feel’ again. Even happier so that it was for Blake. Lucia already knew that Blake had fallen in love with Amelia, she could see it by the way he looked at her whenever she was close by.

Now to begin the last act. I lifted the goblet with steady fingers. "Forgive me, my son," I whispered. Then peaceful darkness descended as the cup tipped back. The end came swiftly on its heels. I looked at myself in the mirror as I saw my face. I'm becoming ugly just like I wished for Heather to become but I can't take this. "Hahhhh. I let out a sad laugh. "What is Lucas gonna do with an ugly concubine." I laughed and stabbed the knife in my stomach and fell on the floor.

Elara sank back against the couch, breath trembling. She had left him. But he had never truly let her go. Outside, rain pounded harder against the windows. And somewhere in the city, the man from the elevator slid behind the wheel of his black sedan, watching the building lights flicker on. Watching her. Waiting.

He pushed the door open just a fraction more to look inside. The sight that greeted him was Nicha, arching her hips willingly back into his father's brutal thrusts. Her posture and eager responses made it glaringly obvious that she wasn't being forced. A moment later, she flipped around, pushing Chayon back against the headboard, climbing on top to aggressively ride him herself. The imagery was too devastating to bear. Parawee, his heart shattered and not strong enough to watch any longer, finished recording and immediately fled the scene.

“The Bridge is holding.” Rowena’s hand rests on my shoulder. “Your mother would be proud.” But the relief is short-lived. A violent contraction seizes me—not labor, not yet, but something close. I cry out, curling instinctively around my belly. The pup’s energy spikes wildly in response. Through the bond, I see what Kieran sees: the observatory’s central chamber collapsing, Savannah laughing maniacally as debris rains down, Elara trying to reach the device. Then a new presence slithers into the chaos.

The hum changed pitch. And the pull twisted— not outward, but downward. Ronan’s stomach lurched as the floor beneath them shifted. Stone split with a deafening crack. Kiera screamed silently as gravity gave way— and the chamber opened beneath their feet, swallowing them whole.

She leaps towards me, shifting in mid-air, and the two of us go crashing through the window, glass shattering everywhere. I hear Hades desperate cry, “No, Raven!” in the distance. But it's already too late. My body is flying in the air and I'm almost reasonably certain that I'm about to die even as I refuse to give up and let Marissa win.

“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.”

Wanton burst out laughing in frustration rather than happiness. He got into a fighting stance, then disappeared from everyone's sight. The youngsters braced for a massive attack, but it never came. They looked at each other with confused faces. They noticed that the gray-haired lady was missing, a moment later, an explosion sounded off in the distance. A bloodied Wanton was seen falling from the blue sky and crashing into the tangled earth spears below. The vines began wrapping around him, and he roared in frustration while ripping them from his body. The grey-haired lady once again silently appeared at her original spot beside Verra, "it is too late for that now. If you wish to leave, apolo