Bad Luck And Trouble Novels & Stories

She just lay on the floor hating in everyone and everything,right now nadir hates everything about her life her father died on the day if her coronation, she got her friends in danger one kidnaooed and nowhere to be found, the other living a fear filled life afraid to be kidnapped next, and now the whole pack is I'm danger because of her, Nadir sniffs, thinking every bad thing that happened to people around her had been caused by her bad luck, she has no good luck in her just bountiful badluck, sh needs to leave and go far away from here, from the pack far away from everyone till she causes any more harm to anyone, She sighs, at least she had caused enough harm what more could happen, just t

Hell, a stupid magazine had done a write up on NYC most eligible bachelors and placed my picture as number one, I had been furious and tried to have myself taken out of the article but my attorney had spouted some crap about freedom of speech, since the publishing of the article,i was being approached by even more materialistic females. The magazine listed my net worth as equal to the richest man in the world, they had also said i was tall, dark and handsome, he stood over six feet, with broad shoulders and muscles that rippled throughout his entire body, i hated gyms but i ran every morning and sometime in the evenings too, I had discovered at a young age that running was a great form of re

"No sweetie, no. None of this is your fault. You had every right to be excited about your birthday. It's normal. Turning sixteen is a really big deal. Though we don't always understand why, bad things happen. It's just a part of life. I wish that weren't true. I wish I could somehow spare you all the bad things in life. But I can't. And for that I am so very sorry. You are an amazing person my love! What has happened to you is so unfair. But you can not blame yourself for it. Neither can you let what happened define who you are. You are still so very amazing. I know that you will go on and do so many more amazing things in this life. Do not blame yourself, honey. We love you so very much. We

People seemed to equate lack of money with lack of human feeling. If you're poor you were to be treated like trash. Gary Willoughby was the worse sort of asshole when it came to that offense. I don't think he even knew what me or anyone else in my family looked like for that matter and my mother and father had worked for him for years before dad died.

He said with voice full of anger. Dean’s eyes widened. “Woah! Seriously?!” He asked. L nodded and groaned. “Damn, why is my luck playing games with me?!” He asked having a mental breakdown. Patrice sat beside Helga who was looking at her worriedly still. “Damn.” She cussed as she messed her hair. Helga looked at her apologetically. She knows how Patrice hates and detests L. So, this was something that is really hard for her friend.

I grabbed her arm and pulled her away. " Why didn't you let me finish them dumb bitches?" She asked " because I really don't want trouble" I said as we rounded a corner. " Miss goodie two shoes"" I am not-""get out of the way!" I didn't have time to comprehend what was happening before I was knocked to the ground. Ow!

Isabel couldn't help but notice that whenever her life seemed perfect, filled with love and affection, disaster struck as if she was unworthy of happiness. She recalled the harsh words from her childhood about bringing bad luck to anyone close to her. Now, she wondered if those words were true and blamed herself for Mason's accident. "No... No... Nothing's going to happen to him," Isabel shook her head, trying to console herself, but her twisted emotions made her feel like a curse, destined to be denied happiness.

How could they love her when her parents hated her themselves? She hated the attention of her uncle, who retired from women after his wife's death. She hated all of that because it goes against what her parents did, so she struggled between being good or bad, and she still struggles, sometimes she loves and sometimes she hates, and she lived like this and it's not yet time for her to decide her side.

Clarisse said, cutting Zane. "Everyone will die? But what can I possibly do? I'm sure I'm reincarnated here as a 'merchant'. I can't do anything," Zane worryingly said. "Although, I don't want to experience death once again. That's why I'm trying to turn a new leaf here." "The two of us are here. We're your right hands," Lucia said, clearing a little bit of confusion on Zane's head. Zane, out of anger, stomps the ground and is frustrated. He says, "GOD! Stupid idiot life! I'm a son and I'm a millionaire for fucks sake!"

Sadness and disappointment worked together to put me down. I stood up and went outside to avoid collapsing because the oxygen was no longer finding its way to my lungs. The fresh air outside didn’t help at all. I was not feeling so well. I walked for a couple of minutes and then stopped at the bus stop, not knowing where else to go. I didn’t want to be anywhere near Jason. I was very upset that Jason was busy giving someone else the attention that I desired so much from him. what broke me was that I knew the girl he was busy flirting with. It was none other than Lisa, the person who was kind enough to help me when I was homeless.