A Lucky Coin Novels & Stories

He mumbled to himself, still completely ignoring the other lads. Mill: Trust me when I say I'm not a stranger Lindy :) Most importantly, you're so lucky that I'm the one who got it and you’re texting with me. A lot of other girls would die to be in your shoes. Lindy pauses along the hallway and scoffs at the text that she received. She felt as if she owed this man for finding her phone other than someone else. She didn’t get the whole “You’re lucky, I got your phone” thing because she didn’t feel lucky at all.

Cyril had reserved a special viewing seat just for me. "The odds are one out of six. Ms. Wade, take your time." Cyril rested one arm on the couch, speaking in a slow, unhurried tone. Regina glanced at the dice with obvious disdain, confidence written all over her face. "I waited the entire night just for this? Even if it's pure luck, I still have a one in six chance of getting it right! Mr. Mallet, you're staking all your assets this time. Think carefully before you decide!"

Varen rolls his eyes. “We move things,” Luxe explains. “Information. Money. Cargo. Things others don’t want found or erased.” “Like people,” I say almost immediately and Varen grins wickedly. “You learn quick.” “So…Jack sparrow kind of pirate,” I look to Varen. “Without the stupid hat, of course.” Milo groans, and Varen winks at me. I squint my eyes at him while Luxe pulls something out of his pocket. It’s a dark coin with the imprint of an octopus on it. He holds it between his fingers.

If a coin landed perfectly, a crystal would rise from the water, glowing brighter, and then magically transport itself to the winner. "Want to try?" Ryan asked, his eyes gleaming with a mischievous light I hadn't seen before. My inner girl squealed. A game! A magic game! "Yes!" I breathed, completely forgetting my earlier mortification. He pulled a few coins from his pocket, handing them to me. My hand trembled slightly with excitement as I took aim, but the coin clinked against the rim of the mug and bounced harmlessly away. I tried again. And again.

Suddenly, a cracked boulder used to prop up a shaky table at a corner stall caught my eye. It was caked in dirt and mud, but to my eyes, it radiated a blinding glow. "Fortune score: 99%. Contains top-tier emeralds." I walked over, slapped my last 80 dollars onto the table, and said, "Sir, I'll take this stone. Cut it right here." The bystanders burst into laughter, mocking a beggar like me for trying his hand at stone gambling. But as the blade of the saw sliced down, a streak of vibrant green exposed itself.

He seemed weak. “Ouch! Bloody hell, that hurts!” He added. Catherine took the prophecy coin and murmured something before holding it up to the brilliant late afternoon sun. There was no dent at all, not of red, yellow, gold, or any other color. It was as perfect as the day it was created and just as simple, just as beautiful. She gave a doubtful look at it and mumbled, “that's odd, this coin was clear, nothing at all... no words, no, nothing!”

On Valentine’s Day, I received a package with postage due. Inside the box was nothing but a rusted copper coin and a single sheet of paper. The handwriting was unmistakably my late wife’s. 'Hold this coin. Come at midnight. Pay one year of your life.' I assumed it was some kind of prank and casually tossed the coin onto the coffee table. But suddenly, the copper coin flipped over by itself. I didn’t know what came over me, but then, I clenched the coin in my hand and went back to the intersection where my wife had died. At exactly midnight, the coin burned hot against my palm. Then it started to shake. Through the heavy rain, the familiar white sedan appeared out of thin air. My wi

I’m the reincarnation of a lucky charm. As long as I’m happy, my whole family prospers. To keep me smiling, my billionaire grandfather built me a palatial bedroom and hired a whole team of housekeepers and nannies just to keep me company. Then, on the day the long-lost real heiress was finally brought home, everything changed. Holding a livestream rig, she stormed straight into my room and sneered at the camera, “Everyone, this is the fake daughter who stole my place and lived my life of luxury for eighteen years! “She knew I was coming back and still tried to fool everyone with this ridiculous nonsense about being some kind of lucky-star reincarnation? Fine. Today I’m exposing her for who s

"Mine too. Anyway, I just wanted to remind you and explain to you about the coin that I gave you." "...This?" I took out the coin in my pocket. It was the golden coin with an umbrella inscribed on it. Sister Nancy nodded. "Yes. This is a very important token. You can use it for a life and death situation." Life and death...?

Ali spoke for them all. "Is it a some can of an amusement park token?" Lily ask him. "No! This is not a amusement park token." Carlos answered her. "..this is a witch coin! And this one my hand is probably the last one." Carlos revealed to them, and they were all surprised that he was holding the rarest coin ever used in the supernatural world.