A Hundred Chances Novels & Stories

“If all the children born on August tenth were yours, wouldn’t you be dead of exhaustion by now?” His eyes narrowed. “And the blood type?” “There are only four in existence,” she replied smoothly. “That gives a one-in-four chance. I could throw a water bottle into Piccadilly Circus and hit two people with the same as mine.” Alexander’s stare didn’t waver. “If all of this is coincidence,” he said quietly, “why did you suddenly go back on your word?”

"Give me one more chance, and I'll make up for everything I owe you." At that, I finally snapped. "Tyler, have you had enough? We're over. Why can't you just let me go?" "Ginny, I truly love you!" Tyler cried out in anguish. "I can't let you marry someone else. You can only be mine!" "Enough!" Leo shouted, shoving Tyler away. "What right do you have to talk about love? You hurt her so deeply, and now you have the nerve to ask for a second chance?"

'A hundred million…' Hearing those three words, everyone, including Brendock and the crowd, was stunned, especially the security guards. They were confused. 'A hundred million? I'm afraid I won't be able to spend it in two lives.' 'Is he crazy…' At the same time, Cher also shuddered and stared at Darryl. She was lost for words. "Haha…" After a brief silence, Brendock was the first to collect his thoughts. He held his stomach and started laughing. "Are my ears working fine? What did you say? You want to give me a hundred million?"

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A wonderful expression appeared on Lucas' smooth and delicate face. He thought that he was so lucky. He didn't think much as he used the lucky draw. The virtual pointer began to rotate in his mind. A few seconds later, the virtual pointer stopped. "Congratulations, host, for drawing ten chances of crazy integration." "Well..." Lucas was stunned. Just because he didn't know what to say. He was so lucky. Of course, he knew about this kind of chance. Because he had obtained it not long ago. Now, there were ten more chances for crazy integration.

Arnold finally answered after several minutes of silence. A man who has a height of one hundred and eighty-one centimeters tall man frowned. "What do you mean? Tell me directly, because I do not understand." "Actually, they were—" ***

“You’re so silly, Tasha.” Lucas set his tablet down. “There are about one in 300 million odds for a full match,” he said offhandedly. “Statistically impossible.” Tasha gave a nervous laugh, swinging her legs back and forth. “I know, but maybe I get, like, one or two numbers right? That would be super lucky!” Lucas said nothing. He simply observed. The news anchor finally announced the segment, and the countdown numbers disappeared, replaced by a split-screen showing the lottery balls being drawn live.

I have never thought of cheating either nomater the challenges I face with my wife she's still my wife and I love her. When I got home in the evening after work, Whitney had put on a very transparent short white dress.She was watching what seemed like an interesting program on television. My eyes lead me see her soft doughy body and her big breasts that almost come out of her dress.I could clearly see everything, her big tight nipples.My desires were so high my dick had already bulge in my trousers.I went straight to my room to take a cold shower to cool down my temperatures.I didn't want her to see the big heap in my trousers.I think she noticed it since she smiled as I went up stairs.

he let out a breath as he pictured Leigh Anne in his mind, “she might as well be.” “She graduated high school at seventeen. Will graduate college at twenty with a teaching degree. Moved across the country for a baby. Survived a shit childhood surrounded by drugs and alcohol and prostitution.” Chance stood up and started pacing back and forth as he spoke. “Not only did she make it out clean, but she’s also a damned virgin. A virgin! Why the hell am I, me, fucking just take a Chance, even thinking about getting involved with a virgin? Me? Two, three months ago, I’d already had at least two women by this time.” His arm swung out in the direction of the clock on the microwave to make his point.

I shook my head, “It’s never going to happen.” You’re lying, whispered a voice in my head. I pushed that thought away for now. Now was not the time to be thinking of a possibility of this man and I being together. I inwardly scoffed, the chance of that happening is one in a million. Anyone with eyes would see that this man is out of my league. I look like a peasant standing right next to him. I’d probably have a higher chance of blending in with the wall beside us, instead of gathering the amount of attention this man does.