Wendy X Dipper Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

They fell. For what seemed like a split second, there was no up nor was there down. What existed were only countless pieces of earth, stone, and shattered reality floating in a silent void. Then gravity returned violently to normal again. They slammed back hard onto solid ground—it could still be called that. Dax rolled violently, shielding Aria with his body as fragments of stones rained down around them. “Aria! Stay with me!” “I’m—” she gasped, coughing, “I’m right here—”

Wendy’s legs felt like they were cemented on the ground. “Come here.” Andrius looked at her with a faint smile. “Aren’t you supposed to conduct an exclusive interview with the Wolf King? Why are you standing there?” Thud! Wendy fell into despair when she heard Andrius and passed out on the spot. “She fainted?” Severus was speechless for a while. “Get a pail of cold water.” A while later, Mathias’ men brought a pail of cold water over and splashed it on Wendy.

Are all soldiers that ridiculously attractive? Callie was about to respond, but a sudden wave of dizziness crashed over her like a rogue wave. Her head spun, the world blurring into a whirlpool of confusion. And then, without warning, her legs buckled beneath her, and she slumped to the ground in a heap. ‘Woah, hold up!’ Wendy lunged forward, but before she could catch Callie, a pair of strong arms swooped in and cradled her limp form. ‘Callie!’ Wendy reached for Callie’s hand.

"Hi Damon, it's really nice to see you again" "Hello, Wendy" Damon replied as he stood and extended his hand to her. "It's good to see you again" Wendy swallowed. Fractions of a second felt like an eternity as an excitement she didn't quite understand oozed over her like lava. She could no more have kept her gaze from straying to his eyes than she could have stopped breathing. He towered over her by a good eight inches, making him approximately six feet six.

He was wearing a black suit, and his brows were furrowed deeply as he stared at her fearlessly. The look in his eyes seemed to tell her that he was going to eat her up, and her father and sister were sitting next to him and looking at him with flattery. "……Rex Gavyn?" Wendy thought that she saw things. Her grip on the glass of water tightened, and her footsteps became unsteady. She stepped on empty air and fell directly from upstairs. "Damn girl!" Just as she was about to make intimate contact with the marble floor, a force suddenly came from her waist, and a good smell entered her nose.

He let out. “I don't think I have. I was only doing what I thought was best.” Wendy said as she stood up, her eyes flashed black, and she stretched her hands towards Edmond opening her palms and glaring at him. Edmond began to strangle himself, tightening his grip as Wendy glared at him, he stepped backward until they got out of the tomb.

She gasped as she began to fall backward. "Careful!" Stanley immediately reached out, catching her. Wendy tumbled into his arms. His hand wrapped gently around her soft waist, feeling the smooth, tender skin beneath his fingertips. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. Still startled, Wendy said, "I slipped. Thanks for catching me."

She couldn't accept it! Wendy acted as though she was trying to stand up, but halfway through, she swayed unsteadily and fell towards Carl. Carl took a step back, still holding Renee. Wendy ended up sprawled at their feet, looking disheveled. At this point, most people wouldn't dare to push their luck further, even if they fainted. But Wendy wasn't like most people. She tremblingly reached out and grabbed Carl's pant leg.

I kept gulping it down, hoping I wouldn't drown. Master was still fucking her, though he sounded like he was reaching his terminus, grunting as he pounded into her tight ass. Hopefully the flood would end as soon as he stopped. I kept swallowing until I felt him go rigid, pumping his seed deep into her bottom. As I hoped, the flood ebbed and slowed to a trickle. There was dead silence in the room except for the sounds of people panting, trying to get enough air. Wendy asked, "Did I squirt again?"

He froze when he saw Lyra drifting near the ceiling. "Emma! She’s doing it again!" Félix squeaked, nearly dropping the tray. He set it down frantically and lunged for the baby, catching her in mid-air and tucking her securely against his chest. "Lyra, we talked about this. Gravity is a friend. Gravity keeps us on the ground where the snacks are." Lyra just gurgled, reaching out to grab a handful of Félix’s blonde hair.