Novel & Cerita Born Loser Comic

I frowned but stepped out anyway. A bodyguard led me into a private room. Several people sat inside. I did not recognize any of them. They looked at me with strange expressions. Mockery and contempt filled their eyes. They treated me like trash and even moved their chairs farther away. "He cheated on Gwen and still has the nerve to let her throw him a birthday party." "Gwen is really pitiful. She's even raising the bastard he brought home." "I don't know what she ever saw in him. He can't even compare to Bryan."

The man narrowed his eyes dangerously in the room, and his gaze landed on Luis. “Ha! I wondered who it was. So it’s you, loser. “Didn’t I tell you not to come here if you value your life? “Did you not take me seriously?” Luis had been called a loser twice within 24 hours. First was Kaze, and now, it was this man. Luis’ face fell. However, he glanced at Kaze and smiled peculiarly. “You’re the loser, Joel! What makes you think Drake Gym is yours?

I lost my shirt again, but this time I wasn't embarrassed. I was proud of my collar, proud of the marks Dante had left on my skin, proud to be so clearly owned. Dante lost his pants next, his cock already hardening again in his boxer briefs. And then Marcus lost his pants and underwear in the same hand, leaving him completely naked and out of the game. "Fuck," he laughed. "I'm the loser this round." We revealed our remaining cards. I had a decent hand, but not good enough. James had better. Helena had better still.

"I advise you to let go, cause I don't think you would want to die over a woman that you can't have. You're just like your dad, you both don't know how to take 'no' for an answer. He still can't accept the fact that Dionne rejected him for Nate. "He still thinks, 'wasn't I good enough for her?' But the thing is you really weren't good enough. And do you know what you would always be? A loser, that's what you are. What's worse is being a loser who doesn't know when to stop…" He trailed off, taunting Tyler. Tyler's face went crimson with anger as he pointed at Blake angrily, "How dare you? You foul-mouthed pauper!" "At least I'm not a LOSER?" He smirked, stressing the word “loser”.

I let out a cold laugh and hailed a cab. Instead of going to the company, I headed straight for the lottery center. "Hello. I'm the winner of the 800-thousand-dollar prize from this morning. I'd like to have a notarized certification of my winnings, please." In my previous life, I had been so anxious to pay for my daughter's surgery that I never got around to having the prize money notarized. By the time I was framed and tried to come back for it, a staff member at the lottery center had already been bribed by Russell and Kristen.

But now that she mentioned the name Kirby again, he wanted to know who he was. "Is Kirby someone special to you?" Brieanna met his gaze. That was for a moment and she stare back front. Guess she didn't want him to see her lonely eyes when she talks about the guy. "Kirby is my best friend. We met in a family reunion. He was not family, more of a distant cousin's friend. I don't know how but me and him got closed together and we would talk all the time about just our loneliness." She stopped to inhale and then sighed heavily. "But he is a damn loser! He suddenly disappeared without saying his goodbye to me. He just suddenly left me. Then I felt betrayed by the only person I trusted, the only p

Vivian checked out of The Lavish Suites. After three months, she finally walked out and advised Jon that she wanted to file a case for her missing jewelry. She has sent her lawyers to speak with him, because each and every time she tried to, he obviously avoided her. Atty. Hudson, a tall man with dark grey hair and deep green eyes, went to see Jon, but he had his representative do the task for him. "Attorney Hudson, pleased to meet you", said Mr. Morgan, the resident counsel of the hotel chain. Attorney Clarence Morgan, a man in his early fifties has been working for the Albertsons even before Jonathan's birth. A man with thinning light brown curly hair, he always wears his hat which makes h

I wiped them off haphazardly and clamped on my mouth to not give myself away. “Still, he was a j*rk for what he had put you through.” Hanna countered. “He could have let you down gently, but what he did was inconceivable. He ruined you.” I barked a mirthless laugh, still grateful beyond words because I realized that life was not totally cruel. I may have lost people I loved dearly, but it also showed me the way back to my family. I lost the Hunters, but I gained the Fords. Plus, my best friend did not abandon me.

The Hendersons definitely spent a fortune and thus ended up doing justice to a far-fetched dramatization. "Yup definitely dramatic." Meghaal went back to looking at her phone. Hades was handsome. No doubt about it. Light blonde hair, crystal blue eyes a body sculpted by Zeus himself. "Your gay is showing Meeks" "huh?" Meghaal flicked him on the head, a smirk plastered on her face. "You oogling the ass. Literally and figuratively" "No I'm not" He pouted. "Yes you were" Trumpets sounded from the far center of the garden, glimmering blue confetti blew with the wind spinning around the future Alpha, curtesy of Luna Kirana.

Nova and Silas in his car, parked somewhere dark, kissing like teenagers and touching each other with zero hesitation. I stared at it, then exhaled slowly. So that was how Leo got lost. The two of them had left a four-year-old inside a crowded party so they could sneak off. “What kind of irresponsible parents…” I muttered. Tristan shrugged, expression unreadable. “I just wanted you to see it. Make whatever decision you want with the information. Including whether you still feel like helping her look.” He said it lightly, but the message was clear. I looked at him for a second longer, then stepped out of the room without answering.