A Hundred Chances Novels & Stories

My husband thought I would never leave him. He was wrong. Ethan Cole proposed to me ninety-nine times before I finally said yes on his hundredth try. So on our wedding night, I gave him ninety-nine make-up cards. Every time he broke a promise, chose someone else over me, or hurt me badly enough to need forgiveness, he could use one. As long as there was still a card left, I promised myself I would give our marriage one more chance. For three years, Ethan never needed them. Then Madeline Avery came back. His childhood best friend. The woman who always needed help. The woman who always needed protecting. And somehow, every time she needed something, I was the one expected to lose it

"Go be with Kasha. Hurry, and bring me your ten zeros!" "Hmph." He snorted a laugh and affectionately hooked an arm around my neck. "In your dreams!" I held up ten fingers and counted. "Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten thousands, hundred thousands, millions, ten millions, hundred millions, billions. Ten zeros, add a one in front, and that's a hundred billion. Just thinking of my life holding a hundred billion, Colt, I'm so moved. Let's sign a contract right away!" "Tsk tsk tsk." He shook his head helplessly and tapped my forehead. "Stop eyeing my money. I won't give it to you."

What bad luck! Linda was actually concealing the ninety thousand tile! It was no wonder why she could not get the ninety thousand tile even after drawing so many times. Moreover, none of them were discarding any ninety thousand tiles at all. As she was feeling slightly depressed, Elaine could not help but think that even if the ninety thousand tile was gone, the sixty thousand tile was not out yet. This meant that she still had a chance to win! She really wanted to give Hannah a secret signal to ask for a sixty thousand tile.

Almost. "Johnathan, I honestly think you should just leave." "Cass, please... we can make this work-" "Absolutely not!" Cassandra insisted as she stood in front of him with her arms crossed. "Please, Cassandra!" Johnathan pleaded as he reached out to try and grab her. "Johnathan, no! Don't touch me!" Cassandra demanded as she backed away from his grip. "Come on, Cass. We were so good together. Please give us another chance"- "Johnathan, you had your chance, and you completely blew it! The only reason why you're even here now is because you can't have me, and you can't stand it when you don't get your way!"

The second was barely visible as his figure seemed to conceal it. “20,000 Herschel, I am not going above that” They seemed to be bargaining about something. “30” Another voice responded. “50” the tall man insisted, throwing his hands triumphantly into the air. I looked away from them, wondering why it was taking Alfred so long. My patience was growing thinner but the fact that it felt like I was being watched didn't help. I looked around me and at the exact spot the tall man stood was the second person who I wasn't able to see earlier, a small figure, a female.

Yet my throat felt too tight for any sound to emerge. The numbers continued to rise until they no longer sounded real to me. Millions turned to billions, and eventually the announcer lifted a hand, repeating the latest offer of one hundred billion dollars with dramatic satisfaction. I thought perhaps that would be the end of it. No one in the hall seemed eager to challenge such a monstrous amount, and for one brief second I foolishly believed the nightmare had reached its highest point. Then a deep voice cut cleanly through the silence. “Eight hundred billion.” Every head in the room turned.

"Hm look at you asking for favours and conditions when you know you are helpless and you can’t make me accept it, but I like your confidence." “what if I can”. oh shit what have I done, Racy what were you thinking I thought to myself but still kept my level of confidence high. “But how”, he asked leaning into my height. He is TALL. I automatically took a step back and said "what I am asking you about, is helping me not doing some favours, please take it as helping a person not giving favours freely". I said, hoping that he will not reject me. he adjusted in his height and said. "what's your story?"

"She left? Finally showed some sense. Good riddance. I'll go discuss the date for your and Gianna's bonding ceremony with the Thunder Ridge elders right away." But something in her words struck a nerve. Eric's face changed drastically, his voice hoarse but firm. "Impossible! Why would she leave me? She clearly..." She clearly relied on him so much, needed his protection. Luna Anya, seeing his insistence, scoffed. "What's so impossible? She took the hundred million dollars without a second thought, you know." A hundred million dollars. Eric seized on the number, jerking his head up to look at his mother, his voice filled with disbelief. "What did you say? What hundred million dollars?!"

"I choose you dying screaming." "Wrong answer." She pulled the trigger. Click. Empty chamber. Russian roulette. "Lucky. One in six chance. Let us try again—" "Catherine wait—" I stepped forward. Hands raised. Desperate. "The fortune. Take it. All of it. Right now. I transfer everything. You let Hope go. You win. Completely. Totally. Everything you wanted."

I suddenly found this entire situation rather absurd. I no longer need the money, Kim. Not now, not ever. I picked up the divorce papers that Kim rejected, subconsciously rubbing my fingers together on the title. I heard their conversation coming from the bedroom mixed with laughter. "Kim, what happens if you have a son? I want a daughter." "Then, we'll have more babies. I'll make sure you'll be satisfied." I smiled self-deprecatingly. So, this was the accident that she claimed to have happened?