Gravity Falls Eight Ball Novels & Stories

#1 says. “Oh good to know, looks like we’re almost there! It’s my turn.” Aria takes the cue and wiggles her ass as she gets into position. She sinks the last regular ball before squaring up on the 8 ball. “8 ball, side pocket,” she calls before sinking that one too. “Yay, I did it!”

We continued taking turns until we each had one ball and the eight ball left. “So, we’re all tied up, and it’s the princess’s turn,” Matty said with a grin. The eight ball was blocking my shot. It would have been perfect if the balls’ positions were switched. Ah, well. I eyed the table and mentally mapped the vectors. I’d have to be extremely precise. I hit the cue ball, and it nicked our colored ball so that it spun and hit the side. It bounced off and traveled to a pocket. The cue ball barely touched the eight ball, but it was enough to get it moving in the right direction, albeit slowly. Two seconds after the colored ball sunk into the pocket, the eight ball fell into one as well.

Jules smiled and gestured me to go. As I walk my thoughts fly again. I also plan to visit mom in the hospital today because I’m sure her surgery is over. I quickly got to the locker room and quickly searched for my number. "2405, 2406, 2407,2408! Gotcha!" I smiled as I opened my locker but stopped suddenly when I saw an envelope in it. My hands shakingly reached for it. I open the letter wide-eyed. Good day Oxians! You are one of a lucky person invited to participate in a FALLING GAME.

“$5 for 3 thr-“ Colton started incredulously, shaking his head as he cut himself off, slapping the crumpled note into the long-nailed hand that opened expectantly. Snatching up one of the tennis balls given to him, Colton coiled up as if he were a baseball pitcher, using all the force he could muster to slam the ball into the cups. Two fell from the top, but the remaining eight remained steadfast. Holding out his hands, he gaped at Kate. “See? This shit’s impossible to win.” “It’s not about the power of the throw, more about finding the sweet spot,” the carney winked at Kate, Colton’s knuckles growing translucent around the second ball. Once more, he cocked back his arm, his bicep tensing be

He looked at his tablet, the data scrolling in a frantic red. "It's a Gravimetric Resonance," Rhys gasped. "He's using the spear to increase the local gravitational constant $g$ by a factor of four." $$F_g = m(g + \Delta g)$$ "Elara... if he hits $10g$, our hearts will stop pumping blood!" "Not if I break the anchor," Elara roared.

I said and Grace looked the other way to hide her laughter while Lillianna patted her back with a grin. I arranged the fifteen numbered balls in a triangle formation, with the eight ball in the center. I positioned a solid and striped ball at the two back corners of the triangle before Lillianna called me out for not doing it and claimed to win the game by default. Rei grabbed a cue and looked terrified as she gazed at the table. I gently lifted the triangle and placed it at the foot of the table. "Are you helping Rei, or should I?" asked Matt, hoping I would suggest he help her. Not a chance. This was my only opportunity to get close to Rei before she ran off from me permanently, and I woul

After taking a sip, she moved back to the table and within seconds had easily pocketed the rest of the balls, leaving only the infamous eight ball. "I can also see I'm dealing with a shark," I mused, chuckling darkly. "You know nothing about me, Mr. Storm. In time, you will. Eight ball in the left center pocket." I had no doubt she was going to win this round. She allowed herself a satisfied smile. "You're right, Ms. Han. I don't know anything about you, but it will be a pleasure to find out. Every. Single. Detail." "I believe it's your turn to break." She tossed me the chalk, moving directly to her wine.

And then she had said yes to Alex in an atrium a few hours later. The tennis ball hit the wall. Did not come back straight. Bounced sideways. I watched it roll under the desk and did not retrieve it. Right. I stood up and dropped the tennis ball from my thoughts and went to the desk and picked up the golf ball instead. Smaller. Heavier. More honest about what it was. I needed to move properly.

"Each team must sink four balls into the pockets, which means we'll be using twelve balls total. The eight ball has to remain on the table until the very last one. Whoever pockets it before that automatically loses the game." Emmeline divided her gaze between Taehyung, Yuna, and Minnie standing nearby, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "You can sit at the bar if you get tired of standing for too long. That's why I positioned the table right here - playing and drinking together is such an indulgent pleasure," she said warmly, gesturing to the plush leather stools. "Ladies first," Richard spoke like a gentleman while handing the pool cue to Yuna, who took it without a word.

My cheeks burn with a furious, scorching blush as I pull myself away from his chest, my heart practically exploding out of my chest as I smooth down my dress with trembling hands. I look away, unable to meet his intense, dark gaze. But then, the heavy clack of the ball draws my eyes back to the table. The black eight-ball rolls across the green felt, skims the edge of the cushion, and drops cleanly into the corner pocket with a soft, final thud. I stare at the table. The eight ball is gone. I turn around slowly. “I won.” Konstantin looks at the table. Then at me. “I won!” I grab the edge of the billiard table and bounce on my heels, pointing at the pocket. “Did you see that? Did you see it g