Gravity Falls Tyrone Novels & Stories

Even though Tyr pulled back a little he felt a sharp pain causing him to vomit blo*d. "Stay away from us!" I shouted with anger when I saw Tyr's condition while I was driving. The fire was under control again and I pulled Asher back not far from us. That I hit it with my power. "Tyr, can you still do it?" I said. "Yes, don't worry." He said and quickly ran everywhere again but we went the wrong way because of Tyr dizziness because of what happened. We fell into a deep water falls, gosh! "Ahhh!" That's my only screamed because we fell.

The tyronimic bellowed in anguish and stopped on its tracks before something happened. As Gerey landed, his weight rested on a leg that was writhed to an unearthly position causing a great deal of pain to tear through his leg as he fell to the ground, helpless, in great agony, and at the mercy of the Tyronimic that was charging back for him. “Move, Gerey, move!” Cwena shouted in shock which only attracted the attention of another Tyronimic to her.

“See if we can help out with the preparations.” “Yeah,” I said, taking one last look at Tyler and Enzo, their happiness infectious and uplifting. “Let’s go in.” And then it happened. Tyler stumbled, his legs buckling beneath him, and he went crashing to the ground. It was more than just a mere trip; it was as though his body just caved in on itself, like the exuberant, healthy young man had suddenly shifted back into the way he was before, when the curse that overtook his body ruled his entire life.

When I snarl, Tye immediately drops his hold and shows his neck. I growl from the chest. My wolf flashes his fangs. Tye lowers his gaze to the ground. My heart pounds for no reason. Fallon Campbell isn’t a challenge. He’s hardly more of a workout than the bag most days. And Tye is my beta, my right hand. I don’t need his submission. I need him to check my ass when I lose it.

CAIN (Listen to HUSHH by AViVA for the vibe) Yona soared higher and higher, weaving in fluid motions through the sky. She was breathtaking, her dark hair fanning out behind her as her wings flexed and contracted; the appendages catching the light and revealing their true colors. She had come for me, I hadn’t thought she would; a broken man like me had nothing to offer her. The soul tie thrummed in my chest, demanding I go to her but I fought it; I knew it was useless and that it was dooming both of us. As time went on I became weaker, sicker and I knew she was suffering the same fate. It was selfish of me, but I couldn’t seem to help it, everytime I even thought of the tie, Verity's face sw

First I wobble on my feet when I try to reach higher and grab the tampon which of course makes me lose balance, I try to keep myself from falling by holding onto the woman’s shoulders but that is an even more terrible idea because she obviously hates me and wants me off her body as soon as possible. I know this because she pushes my hand away which has me reeling back. But I’m not one to give up so easily so I grab her shirt and we both tumble down to the ground. It would have been fine if our encounter ended her but of course not, I don’t have such good luck. The woman had unfortunately tried to grab the shelf to avoid falling down but like me she had failed and only sent all the tampons on

I just finished reading the last book when I started to write Descent for real! The title when this was still a draft was actually ‘Can’t Help Falling (In Love With You)’ because I was listening to the same song only the dark version at the time. But I got annoyed because I felt it was too freaking long to be a title. For a time, I settled calling the story "Fall from Grace" in my head but it still felt wrong... so when I searched for a synonym, the meaning of the word descent.. clicked; it feels like it perfectly sums up the entire plot.

He followed with a guttural shout, cock pulsing as he flooded her with hot cum, spilling deep inside. They slumped together, breaths ragged, his softening cock still buried in her. For a moment, the cold was forgotten, the bond humming with sated fury. But then the ground shuddered, a deep groan echoing through the shaft. Cracks spiderwebbed the walls, rocks tumbling. 'The hell—' Torin started, pulling out with a wet slide. But the floor gave way beneath Lyra, a chasm opening. She screamed as she fell, his hand grazing hers but missing. Darkness swallowed her whole, separating them in the collapsing mine.

one of them cried out. I felt the pain first before the action registered, then another sting. These made came through rough treatment, Tyrone fucked my face so hard, it felt like my skull was being fucked. It dawned on me that my feet weren't touching the ground anymore that I was being suspended in the air, my legs flailing aimlessly. Tyrone’s cock swelled so fat I gagged, his breathing ragged as his movements became sloppy then he shot a thick load down my throat.

General Tyrone yelled while pointing his palm towards me. "Attack!!!" All the soldiers started to advance towards me. What is happening!!!???? What the hell!?!?!?!?! Tch!! Hays! I concentrated all my force into my hands so that I could control gravity. Thus, I wave my hands from up to in front of me with 90 degrees. As a result, all of them were pressed to the ground by gravity. After that, I took this as a chance to run away. *Panting* *Panting*