A Lucky Coin Novels & Stories

Then he narrowed his eyes instantly, and his face turned gloomy and dark. A piece of ground next to the wishing fountain was wet and in the middle of it was a coin, which was different from the other coins in the fountain because it was from a small country. They just threw this coin into the wishing fountain, but now it was on the ground and being trampled on by many people. Jack dropped his eyes and saw that Naomi's eyes seemed to have lost focus. Her clenched hands were still trembling slightly! ‘Is this a sign from God?’ "It’s supposed to be the fountain that accidentally shoots the coin out. I just threw the coin too close to the center of the fountain, so don't care too much."

After that, I reveal a blue coin, and then a green one. “Choose a green one,” Dawn orders as if I control what color I will pick next. I hover my hand over one coin near the center then move to hover over another coin in the corner. “Follow your first instinct,” Dawn encourages. I press my finger on the center coin. It’s green. It’s green! I just won $915.72! Dawn leaps from her seat, wrapping her arms around my neck as I remain seated. “You did it!” “I can’t believe it,” I whisper, my breath escaping me.

"A gold one." "A gold one. You're rich." "I'm rich," Lily agreed, delighted, and then, halfway to the toy box, she turned back. "Mommy, when I lose all my teeth do I get a coin for every one?" "Every single one." "Even the big ones in the back?" "Especially the big ones in the back. Those are worth more."

But L just seemed to be so good at bickering and Patrice had to control herself from turning into a murderer today. Damn, she would if she has to. “What is the symbol for gold?” She asked L a very easy question about elements. L placed his chin on his palm and pretended to think. “Well isn’t that G-Dragon? You know. I’m the G to the D! Gold and Diamonds boy.” He sang. Patrice sighed and rolled her eyes, losing that tinsy winsy bit of hope in her grasp. “Well, that’s funny.” She said as she flipped the page of the book.

"This girl’s luck is unreal—she should buy a lottery ticket!" And it wasn’t over yet. Amelia continued, revealing coin after coin… By now, the vendors were utterly stunned, their jaws practically on the ground. "Five Emperor Coins!" The crowd exploded. "She’s not just collecting random coins—she’s assembling a set of Five Emperor Coins!" "Are you kidding?! I’ve only ever heard my great-grandfather talk about these!" One younger vendor, confused, asked, "What’s so special about Five Emperor Coins?" An older seller explained, "They represent the currency of five legendary emperors. They built powerful dynasties, so their coins are believed to hold imperial luck and protection!"

As the wind gained strength, I regretted leaving my jacket back in the suite. As I rushed forward, a gleaming object caught my attention. It was a quarter. I bent down to pick it up and noticed that it wasn't heads, but tails. My mother always said picking up a coin that's showing tails was bad luck. So I flipped the coin over so that it was showing heads. Maybe it would bring luck to the next person who picked it up. Right when I rose, something powerful nearly toppled me face-first into the ground from behind.

She was the coolest coin lady ever! This had to be faerie magic, and since I found the lucky coin, I would probably be able to enter their kingdom. That was what Mommy had told me. She had said that finding an Italian Lira after seeing a little critter was an invitation to the world of the fae. She read it from my favorite bedtime story.

“Sebastian, thank you. For... for everything.” The gratitude in her voice was like a sharp knife. He waited until he heard her footsteps fading down the hallway, the bedroom door closing softly. Only then did he turn to the lawyer. “What did you find out?” Richard Chen closed his briefcase and sighed, as if the information he was about to share weighed physically on him. “Her fortune is two billion. But she can only claim it until she’s nineteen. After that, a committee of shareholders takes permanent control of the money.”

— Geegee was busy helping the housekeeping staff get ready for the Winter Solstice party, leaving me no choice but to take Sarah up on her offer. I picked up a copper coin that had a Lycan head on each side. Something about the coin drew me to it. Maybe it was because the head looked like Xavier’s Lycan-form. “Oh, great choice dear.” The elderly shop clerk cooed. I looked up at her with a smile. “That is a rare piece you have there.” “Oh?” I looked at her quizzically. “When King Xavier took over the throne they made 20 pieces in honor of him. Unfortunately, a lot of them were lost. But I found this one and knew it would be perfect for the shop. It’s supposed to bring prosperity and luck.”

After my sister was born, my mother's love turned into a game decided by a coin toss. Mom had a custom gold coin made: the flower side stood for my sister, and the number side stood for me. For ten years, that coin decided who got the bigger slice of cake, who got a new dress, and even who went to the doctor when we were sick. But the number side never once landed face up. I cried, because none of it was fair, and Mom just looked at me coldly and said, "Your luck is worse than hers. Who are you going to blame for that?" The day my acceptance letter from the elite prep school arrived, all I wanted was a steak cooked by Mom. So I secretly swapped in a rigged coin engraved with a number on both