A Golden Opportunity Novels & Stories

I also told her what Mary said. "You have to grab this opportunity and give him a chance, also give your heart a chance to fall in love again" She said Should I give him a chance?

It was a lifeline. ​I was only an hour into wiping down tables on my first day when Mark called me over. ​"Jamie, special task. Step into the back office. Now." ​I followed him, my gut churning. Mark closed the door behind us, and when he turned, he wasn't smiling. He was leaning against the desk, and he looked dangerous. He pulled out a massive stack of cash—bundles upon bundles of $1,000 pesos bills—and spread them out like a fan.

Opportunity is like a train, swift and populated, with ages and genders mixed together. The ability to travel anywhere in a vehicle that never waits for the driver. Unless it has to load fresh people, it doesn't. You are going in the direction you intended, yet it drops you off somewhere.

Up until now, not a single person has asked about you. "Hera, opportunities come only once. I sympathize with you, which is why I'm giving you this chance. If you insist on denying everything, I can't do anything to help you."

-+---+--+-+--+++++ The thing about being lucky is different, I have never felt this way before. Maybe God is granting me what was missing in my existence. Maybe it's a golden opportunity I just have to pay a visit and he will pay me twice what I earn. And with that money, I can help my mother to get her treatment properly. With determination set in my eyes, I exited the mall and walked to the bus stand. I was hearing whispers all over, and then my eyes landed on the big poster that was hung on the street board.

She stood quickly from where she had been sitting at the edge of the bed. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or to disturb you with my issues. I'll find another way around it." The next moment, she was already heading for the door. I suddenly remembered the words of the seer. Almost like I was having a replay of my moment with him. I let out a heavy sigh. "You see... The goddess has placed before you an opportunity. On a platter of Gold." Enzo added, making the opportunity impossible to ignore now.

In the business world, taking the lead meant grabbing a business opportunity as the first mover. If he could grab a good business opportunity, there would be a lot more opportunities to make money. But in a relationship, what did it mean by taking the lead? That meant first love! That meant the first time! Just as Jayden was hesitating, the person at the other end of the phone continued to say, "Young Master Kyle, the opportunity is in your hands, not in others'. Before everything happens, you still have the chance. Think about it, maybe one day, the opportunity will appear in front of you. By that time, you must seize the opportunity and not let it slip away from your fingertips."

Damian had one hand holding Skyler's, and the other holding mine. "Mommy, I want to ride the Ferris wheel. Can you and Mr. Jensen take me?" he asked. A Ferris wheel? I hesitated and glanced at Skyler, noticing he was already looking at me. Our eyes met, and he smiled. "I've heard that making a wish at the top of the Ferris wheel can make it come true," he said. "Bell, shall we give it a try?" I nodded, showing my agreement. I asked Skyler what he wished for, but he only smiled and wouldn't say a word.

If she were to flip now, everything she had done before would've been in vain. Joanne, for one, felt uncomfortable on the inside, but she didn't dare to show it, fearing she would invoke his wrath. However, now that the Golden Age Group had won the bidding, it was sort of a huge deal, wasn't it? There were going to be many events that Jordan had to attend. Naturally, he would bring along her, who was in San Fetillo at the moment, as his plus one, right?

But the way people moved aside for him, the way even the other alphas stepped back, told me everything I needed to know. This was someone powerful. "Ten gold from the hooded bidder," the trader said, his voice suddenly nervous. Garrett's scarred face went dark. "Twelve." "Twenty." The hooded man didn't hesitate. Gasps ran through the crowd. Twenty gold pieces could buy a house. A farm. A whole herd of cattle. Garrett looked like he wanted to rip someone's throat out. His hand went to the knife at his belt. "Twenty-five." "Fifty."