Where Do Triangles Come From Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

When a special symbol appeared in a place like that, it was most likely a trap or a secret entrance. Nonetheless, it was still too late. The ground beneath Kimberly began to collapse as she approached. She screamed in surprise and fell. Darryl was astounded as well. He moved quickly over to try to pull her up. However, the collapse area was far too large. He not only failed to pull Kimberly back up, but he also fell into it. They had no idea how long they had been falling. Then, Darryl and Kimberly fell into the water. Darryl looked around as he floated to the surface and felt despair. 'Where is this? I can't see anything because it's so dark.'

[The Reflection of Blood] The world did not end with a bang, but with the roar of ancient water and the groan of shifting stone. As the floor of Ta Prohm collapsed, swallowing the moonlight and the jungle air, Panni felt the terrifying weight of gravity. She fell into the dark, the scalding sulfurous steam of the Angkor Vault rising to meet her.

My good name was dragged through the mud, while Joanna's soared to new heights of infamy. However, I was on the mend, my health nearly restored, and the sinister grip of that amulet inside me was loosening its hold. Joanna cranked her live stream's beauty filter to the max, but no amount of digital magic could conceal the breakout marring her face. The tide was turning, and the consequences of her actions were starting to show. … Zack, who had not bothered with me for ages, suddenly showed up out of the blue. The memory of his fake act on the live stream made my stomach turn.

And then Her triplets shifted. Right before her eyes. Bones cracked. Muscles stretched. Fur erupted from their skin. Their silver eyes gleamed in the darkness Not human. Not anymore. Werewolves. The children of Alpha Jared. Her children. The truth hit her like a tidal wave. A blast of wind sent dust flying. The last thing Georgia saw was her triplets standing beside the pack. And then She fell. Plunging into darkness. Falling. Falling. A scream ripped from her throat

I majored in Computer Science, which to me was another impulsive decision I made, I was failing badly in my freshman year, I remember having a conversation with my best friend Lucas, "I don't think I can go on with college, I could just drop out and pretend to hit rock bottom for the umpteenth time," I grumbled to him, my head on his legs as his hands lurk through my brown curly hair, Lucas is not just a friend to me, but a brother to me, his parents were my former neighbors and family friend and adopted me when my parents died. They had been so supportive and truly a gift to me, they made me go through countless therapy and wasted real resources to help me get better.

My body jerked against the cuff as the Odyssey slammed against something hard and began spiralling into space again. Space… we were out… and we were going down. Not zooming through nothingness–down. Gravity. I clenched my jaws as the space surrounding the ship suddenly vanished, replaced with land–red, crusty land. The ship tilted down, then dipped before dropping hard like stone. The gravity was stronger than earth's. “We’re falling!” Kael yelled, his voice cutting through the ringing in my ears. “Brace your–”

Lysander’s hand was on her throat. "You were a useful tool," he whispered. "But the contract is up." "No," Vespera tried to scream. "No, I changed it! I fixed it!" "You can't fix gravity," Lysander laughed. His fingers opened. The drop. The sickening lurch of her stomach into her throat. The rush of air roaring like a train. The terrifying acceleration. She was falling. Falling toward the cold asphalt. Toward the end. And this time, there was no waking up.

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—”

The glass did not break when she hit it. It bent. The strong crystal dome of the Sterling Technologies atrium bent down like a clear trampoline. It took the force of Elara's three-hundred-foot fall with an elastic groan that vibrated through her teeth. For a short time she was stuck on a web of white stress fractures. She was looking through the clear floor at the ninety-story drop below. Then the roof completely failed.

Truly, utterly alone for the first time since… since before him. I tumbled through a kaleidoscope of fractured realities. I saw worlds of crystal and song, worlds of molten rock and screaming fire, worlds that were nothing but mathematical concepts given form. I was a ghost at an infinite window, watching a billion stories unfold without a single one to anchor me. Then, gravity found me. It was a different pull than the one that had drawn us to the Wildwood. This was crude, desperate, and hungry. I was falling, not through space, but through layers of reality, drawn downward by a terrible, familiar weight.