All Chapters of Gravity: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Adrian Peters sat in his car and looked at the house. He knew that Jeff Smith was inside. Jeff’s wife had died two years earlier, leaving him to care for their six-year-old twin daughters, China and India, by himself. They were identical twins and they reminded Adrian of little porcelain dolls.Jeff spent most of his time at home, writing books for children. Adrian prided himself on his abilities to be, firstly, a real man, and secondly, to gather information. Jeff seemed to lead a fairly boring life, just like the others he had preyed on. Jeff Smith had a live-in nanny that took care of his daughters while he wasted his time writing books.The look on Adrian’s face was one of utter disgust. Couldn’t he find a real job? He looked down on weak people and he refused to tolerate that weakness, especially within himself.Jeff went jogging at five thirty pm every evening with Travis Michaels, another pack member. Travis would drive to Jeff’s house and they would jog together.Travis lived

Dezrael opened her eyes and looked at the flickering light of the candle in front of her, smiling triumphantly. She was beautiful, like you would expect a movie star to be. She had long blue-black hair that came down to her mid-back with full lips and soft green eyes. In a way, she reminded you of a gypsy, with her olive skin and exotic cheek bones.She had finally found him; he was in Seward, Alaska, of all places. She sighed audibly. She would have to move, again. The half-breed Seiomaor was no longer a boy and the time was right. She wondered what he might look like and if he resembled his half-breed mother, Karani.She closed her eyes briefly and thanked her ancestral spirits for taking Karani’s spirit, hopefully to Muspelheim. She also sent up a quick prayer to her mother, asking for guidance in what she had to do next.Before today she’d been unable to find Kiran Sinclair, due to the cloaking spell Karani had placed around him from the moment of his birth. Dezrael had grown up w

Malachi hugged Adara tightly and kissed the top of her head as they stood in the airport in Anchorage. She was crying and she hadn’t really stopped since Kiran had left. She was withdrawn, depressed and moody, everything he felt as well.Malachi put his hands on her shoulders and looked her in the eye. “You’re not being punished. I just need you to be safe. With everything going on, I can’t keep an eye on the pack and keep you safe at home.”“I know, I just wish I knew what I did wrong,” Adara said to him.“You didn’t do anything wrong. It’s hard to explain, but one thing I do know for sure is that he’ll come back,” he replied gently.There was an announcement that the boarding gate would open in five minutes and Malachi looked at his watch.“You have to go and before you know it, you’ll be coming back with Kiran standing right here waiting for you.”Adara hugged him once more and then walked away. The smile faded from his lips as he walked back to his car. He drove back to Seward in

Adara had reluctantly flown back to Ireland, her soul numb. Kiran hadn’t even bothered to say goodbye to her, that hurt more than she could’ve imagined it would. She had cried so much that she didn’t think she had any tears left. Rejection was something she was used to, though it hurt so much more coming from him.His note had just said ‘I’m sorry.’ Sorry for what? Sorry for leaving or sorry for pushing her away? She wasn’t sure which one was worse but his absence just made everything hurt all the more. It even hurt more than the years of abuse she had endured.Adara looked at the screensaver on her phone. It was a picture of Kiran. She had taken it while he was laughing at something silly James had said at the time. He wasn’t looking directly at her and she remembered that day well.Now it seemed that everything had changed. He had just left, he had yelled at her, told her not to touch him. She could barely remember a time when she hadn’t loved him. The screen darkened and she put th

I slowed the Jeep as I drove up to the Alcan Port of Entry which was the border post between Alaska and Canada. I had driven through Anchorage, past Palmer and Glennallen and onto Tok. I was dead tired, but I had to keep going. Once in Canada I would breathe more easily, at least that’s what I told myself.I waited to go through the border for about two hours and I finally passed through without any problems. I drove further on until I saw the sign for Burwash Landing. I had phoned earlier and made a reservation for myself. I’d been driving for close to fourteen hours and I needed to sleep.As I crossed the Canadian Border I stopped to disconnect my GPS and bought new clothes, shoes and toiletries. I would look odd dressed in my suit especially with the blood stained cuffs from when I had inserted my hands in Karani’s rib cage earlier.I had to focus as the road blurred in front of me and I turned the volume on the radio up. Metallica’s Low Man was playing and once again the music spo