Cancer Lucky Numbers Today Mga Nobela at Kwento

I mean today is the 111th day I'm placing Rose milk in your locker. I heard somewhere, 111 is a lucky number, angel's number. So.. All this while, you haven't tried to know me. I expected you to write a note for me and place it in your locker at least once. But you never did. Not even a thanks for the rose milk.

In my past life, my memory had worsened after I'd lent Whitney my luck, and misfortune had followed me everywhere. Even though I still had some of my luck, half had gone to Whitney. That left me with only half. Indeed, my luck wasn't unlimited. Once it was gone, it was over. That was what the fortune-teller had told me, looking deadly serious. So I could only rely on hard work. It didn't bother me because I didn't regret lending my luck to Whitney before. She'd deserved it because she'd given me the warmth I desperately needed at that time. From that moment on, though, we would walk our separate paths.

Kimmy’s voice was clear as day. “I did. Is there a problem? “Because my numerologist said I shouldn’t be exposed to too many decimal points, or it’ll negate my wealth-attracting energy. “Don’t go on a power trip just because you can. I just lowered it by 0.007 mm. What could that possibly do?” There was no room left for denial. Dale’s face flushed crimson. “Michael, you heard that, right? This was all her doing. It has nothing to do with me!”

*Ting* Sarah checks her phone which was on her work desk. One message. She slides her screen, and read the message. He heart is pounding in her chest. Her hands are sweaty and her thoughts are racing. Oh my gosh!!!!!!! " Dear client, your homeloan is approved" the date is 28th September. 28...... Their lucky number. Her head was exploding with excitement. She called Jacob to give him the good news. She sent the sms to Nash. He was beyond words. Her good news meant the world to him.

Patrice was shocked. “Why are you so happy?” She asked Helga. Helga smiled the sweetest and showed her phone. Night Lee ♥ +6315XXXXXXXX Patrice’s eyes widened. “WOWWWW! You got his number?” She asked. Helga nodded enthusiastically. “He gave it to me!” She replied. Patrice’s eyes grew wider. “Really? Wow! That is so amazing!!!” She replied feeling happy for her friend. Helga nodded, her face blushing. “I can’t believe it myself.” She spoke.

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!"