Book My Lucky Day Novels & Stories

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Blood inched from between snarling teeth to spill over lips and drip onto chins. Inside where it was dry and warm, Lucky stared at Father. “You will call me ‘Lucky.’” He sat opposite her, dressed in a suit that shone silver in the grey light of this rainy day, dark glasses resting on the bridge of his sharp nose. He ignored her, pursing his lips as he thought, his cheekbones sharpening as he briefly sucked his cheeks in.

He reached back in and brought out a box which he opened for me to see the largest, juiciest, most decadent chocolate-covered strawberries a girl could imagine. Thinking back on that day, it really ought to have been the best day ever. But there were so many more days to come—word of advice: never sell yourself short on your best day ever. Keep looking for that next best day and living for the future rather than reliving the past as your only good day. I still had a wedding to plan for and a whole life with this adorable, loving, romantic man.

A man sitting next to the cabin suddenly said in surprise, "Hello, Hailey. I'm the president of Lucky Star Corporation. During the day of the field days which involved ten large corporation, I saw your competition. I can't forget how you played badminton. I didn't expect to meet you here by chance. This is indeed written in the stars." Hailey certainly remembered Mr Ludwell. On that day, both she and Nikolai defeat him terribly.. "Hailey, leave me your contact number. Let's keep in touch." Lucky star corporation was a partner of Cokes cooperation, and it was also a large company in Manila City. Hailey naturally would not make things difficult for such a big shot like that. She smiled faintly

When you have a tattoo like that fused to your skin—the indelible mark of the orphanage—no words are necessary to show that you are not part of the family. It doesn’t matter how much money you have. It doesn’t matter how many casinos you own. You’re still the abandoned kid. “Want some company?” a female voice interrupted his obsessive thoughts. He looked up. It was Lily, a high-class escort he knew and used the services of. “No.” “Sebastian, you’re always so kind,” she said sarcastically, but there was a smile on her lips. “And you, always inconvenient.” “I’m just doing my job... When I see a rich man getting drunk alone, I’m sure I’ll get a lot of money out of him.”

There were several bloody scratches on his gaunt face, yet his eyes shone brightly as he smiled and urged me to eat quickly. “You’re hopeless, aren’t you? I’ll have to earn a fortune someday just to support you,” Shawn said with little thought and much carefreeness. Tears streamed uncontrollably down my cheeks as I lowered my head further. It was the first time anyone had ever been so kind to me. I was really moved. Therefore, back then, I lent him my rabbit’s foot luck. He could then steal ham sandwiches without getting caught by the director. From then on, everything was smooth sailing for him. Even the director began to treat him kindly.

I once again got carried away for a while, and then shrugged my shoulders before returning back inside the house. To lighten up the mood even more, I put on some music when I saw the vinyl record that the pop princess sent me. It’s her brand-new album called, “Man’s Best Friend.” Man, why did she sent this in this address? Did she know I was going to lose my place? I chuckle at myself as I shake my head. The song “Never Getting Laid” starts to play. And with a glass of champagne in my hand, I sway softly on my own.

He just uses excessive emoticons. But somehow, that is one thing she likes about L. When he’s being sweet, he’s the sweetest. And now, he is being the sweetest. She smiled to herself realizing how lucky she is to have L. She was more than lucky. She was about to log out from the SNS when a message popped out. Rowell The Victory: Patrice, meet us tomorrow. 4PM. Holly’s Coffee. She narrowed her eyes on the screen. What’s with tomorrow? Why Holly’s Coffee?

“Let’s go!” An hour later Daya and I walked into the club, aptly named Dark Desire. It was one of the most exclusive clubs in the entire city, and Daya and I were only able to get in due to Jimmy’s connections, working as a lighting specialist for various events, from what I had gathered. “Oh hey, there’s the DJ!” Daya pointed and tugged her flavor of the week in that direction. “Go on, Alicia! We’ll meet up with you later!”

me : oh mehak : what happened lucky me : nothing mehak : say truth (I explained everything to her her expressions changed) me : this is what happened mehak : I never thought you're this kind of person lucky me : what do you mean mehak : how can you speak to a girl like that I'm really impressed by her character now but angry on you because you hurted her me : what I can do you know about mehak : shut up how many days you'll be like this yeah I know everything so what I want someone to change you I want someone to be your soulmate but you never cares about others me : should I ruin her life mehak : who asked to do that