When Alec comes to Gravity Falls he expects it to be another summer fighting with his Dad and his sister trying to get in his way, but when he meets the Pines twins. He suddenly has to keep his 'special eye' under control to keep them safe. And trying to keep Bill Cipher out of his head brings up the past he keeps trying to forget.

Seventeen year old Elias is less than happy when his family decides to up and move to a small, dreary town. Of course, his opinion doesn't matter. Not when all his dad cares about is his dutiful stepmom and do-no-wrong little sister. Compared to them, Elias' feelings are worth about as much as dust in the wind. But he quickly discovers that his new home is much more than it seems...when he stumbles upon a dead body-the morbid work of the local serial killer, La Mort Noire. Suddenly, Elias finds himself locked out of his comfort zone; tutoring a creepy rich kid that draws skeletons, hanging with a bubbly boy who sticks to him like glue, staking out criminal houses, and taking the biggest risks he'll ever take in his life, all in an effort to solve the towns mysterious deaths. Because to gain his fathers favor, Elias will do anything. Even hunt down and unveil a twisted murderer.

Dear Reader, The following work was found sealed in the library of a castle, belonging to an ancient noble family, in the Champagne region to the east of Paris. The dates of the events contained within are attributed to sometime in the 18th century. It appears that any other record of the Marquis featured within, and the estate that he kept, have since been expunged from historical record. It is as if there was an omertà (conspiracy of silence) which sought to erase him entirely from collective memory - one that might have succeeded if not for the astonishing recovery of these letters. It has been my duty to act as caretaker to this work since I agreed to its restoration. I have found, regrettably, that my colleagues have failed to grasp the momentous importance of these letters and their wider significance. There is, I admit, some question of authenticity that requires consideration. For my part, I have forcible reasons to believe that these letters are genuine. I have submitted the work to a broader audience, however, for precisely this object; I have hope that, by breaking outside the narrow remit of literary academia, I may yet find a willing readership committed to studying these letters as seriously as I have. As the Judge might once have heard it, so the Reader shall hear it now. Unfortunately, I must also include a notice of warning: the letters of Charlotte B--- speak of diabolical horrors and the direst human cruelty. I believe that, were these letters recognised, they would take the place as the first of the modern écritures maudits (damned writings), above de Sade or Corbière. Hence, I recognise that such subject matter is certainly not for everyone. Should you decide to turn to more pleasant reading, I certainly could not blame you. The world can be a sombre and unforgiving place without having to reflect on its grimmest parts. The choice to continue, Reader, is entirely your own. Yours faithfully, Dr. Samuel J. Collins

He was Stone Cold.. literally. Frozen in time for centuries, A vampire awaiting his beloved to set him free. History always fascinated her. But she had no idea that it wasn't history that tugged her towards itself. It was the one who lived in the history. A cursed vampire lord turned to stone, A human girl born to lift his curse. Read more to find out how their story unfolds. (It's my first story. Please go easy on me ❤) ~I don't own the picture used in the cover.~