Cake X Loser Novels & Stories

Xander smirked and Serenity fought back a chuckle. “Best out of thirty wins, the loser gets to make the loser do whatever they want for an hour.” It was only after the words were out of her mouth and Xander’s face contorted in lust that Serenity realised the implication of her words. “I- uh…” Serenity’s cheeks flushed red. Alexander cleared his throat, avoiding eye contact with her, “Let’s just say the loser has to cook the winner dinner, yeah?” Nodding furiously, Serenity blew out a shaky breath and brought her hand out in a fist in front of her.

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I slapped Abel with almost all my strength, and his cheeks instantly turned red and swollen. His face was full of disbelief as he said, "Aspen Larkins, are you crazy? How dare you hit me!" I glanced at my own reddened hand and let out a cold chuckle. "You were the one who raised your hand first. Now, you're upset with me? "I am the eldest daughter of the Larkin family. Do you think you can humiliate me however you like?"

Sat in the quiet of the apartment — the radiator clicking, the street below doing its evening things, the manuscript open to a page I had written last week where the protagonist stood at a window and refused to decide anything. I had written that scene thinking it was about strength. I was beginning to think it was about fear. I was in bed, almost asleep, when the phone rang. Unknown number. I knew before I answered. Something in the quality of the silence on the other end — half a second before she spoke — told me exactly who it was. "I just want you to understand something." Juliette's voice was honey poured over gravel. Smooth on top, something hard underneath. "He's not doing this for yo

Destination: Hong Kong. Back in Peter's office, Derek's ex-boss pointed his pipe at Carmen and Tyler, with Jim looking on in approval. "What did you two bozos call me earlier? Oh yeah, that's right... a loser." he said. "Well, then... Who's The Loser Now?" *The End*

He absolutely despises Cassian, so what could have possibly changed in just one day? After dinner, a string quartet plays “Love” by Lana Del Rey, while the room fills with champagne, laughter, and a sense of joy. Everyone seems to be having a great time, but I’m miserable. I haven’t had a single moment alone with Cassian since we arrived, and now it feels like my dad and he are best friends. I glance at Hailee, who’s enjoying herself, chatting with my mother and the model-turned-actress Andrea, who’s a close friend of hers.

me with, “you two know each other?” “Yes. We work at the hospital together, but we are in different departments” I said. Crown nodded his head. “Who’s winning” I asked. “Not me,” Dr. Cameron said. “Not me” another guy said. I looked at Crown. He was smiling proudly. “Are you winning” I asked him. He nodded his head. “I’ve been taking their money” he said. “Are you cheating” I asked with a sly smile on my face. The look on his face was stricken. “I do not cheat. I am just that good” he said still smiling. I chuckled a bit. “Where’s Orion” he asked. “Well, a woman wanted to speak with him. It seemed pretty tense, so I let them be” I said in a nonchalant way. “I see” Crown

" Someone said, It was the most popular bitch, Lisa. She finds joy in picking on Zoe. "You don't have the right to call her a loser," Dora said, her eyes turning up as her claws slowly grew. "Dora, you know if not for your boyfriend, Parker, you wouldn't be here with this loser you call a friend," Lisa muttered a bit shakily.

” Damon ~”Hey it got me this girl, didn’t it? Once everybody has had a round, she looks at me very confused. Skye ~”But who is the looser?” Damon ~”Baby everybody is losers.” Skye ~”Oh that sucks.” Damon ~”I can pull one more then we can decide who the loser is really.” Skye ~”Ok.” Damon ~”Last one. Has sex while watching TV.” Skye ~”Damon.” Amber ~”Mason.” Mason ~”Damon.”

Corinna looked at him for a moment. "You're right," she said. "Patience without discernment is waiting. But action without understanding what you actually have —" she held his gaze "— is how you lose assets you can never recover." The moderator moved on quickly, the way good moderators did when something in a panel suddenly had two layers. The room had felt it. Several people shifted in their seats. Someone in the third row leaned toward the person beside them. Dorian, she knew without looking, was somewhere in that audience.