Chances Novels & Stories

It was all down to luck if one managed to pick out any valuable energy bubbles. Lourain widened his eyes, "A thousand bubbles, and we can only pick three! That means there are only three out of a thousand chances that I get anything valuable!" Fane slowly nodded, "It's a bit more than that, but not by much. It means that getting any valuable treasures is all down to luck! Is this the chance to change your destiny? I feel like even if it is, it's just one of them. There should be more chances like that in the future. However, the chances are just too low. Unless you are incredibly lucky, there's a

I tell her. She groans. “I’d be glad with just one.” “Let’s reach for the sky and go for two.” “Hux…” “Two really, really good ones.” She sighs. “Thirty percent,” I remind her. “That’s all I’m saying. If we had sex three months running, that’s a ninety percent chance of getting pregnant.” “I don’t think probability works like that.” “Maths was never my strong point.” “Wasn’t it part of your business and economics degree?”

"Right? We give him his best chance? Even if it's scary?" "Yes. We operate. We, we give him every possible chance. That's, that's what we decided when we named him. Chance. We give him his chance. His opportunity. His, his possibility. Even if the possibility is uncertain. Even if, even if we might lose him. We try anyway."

I sighed," you still have chances of birthing a child." I watched him tried to control his anger but fail woefully , "Ten percent, ten percent chance only, is it the chance you're talking about Dafoe!" Benson paused, chuckling dryly,"I fuvking have ten percent of birthing a child out of hundred and you asshole stood before me to tell me a fucked up cramp of having a chance; wait:" he laughed,"are you tryna mock me or side for your lover May , by telling me that she is fucking pregnant for me?"

The old master of the Washington Family looked thoughtfully at the direction where the man left. "Will I win definitely?" he muttered. He knew well that he only had a 40% chance of winning, and this was under the situation where Herbert was caught unprepared. “If Herbert goes all out to fight with me, I will only have 30 percent chance of winning, which means that no matter what the result is, I will definitely die.” “If I am lucky enough, I can seriously injure Herbert, but so what?”

Time for the meeting Seth and I are as prepared as we can be. There are no fancy presentation slides or numbers to dazzle them with. We come to them to plead the case, not only for our business but for our town as well. The survival of Chance depended on it. The town needed the revenue from the businesses that have already signed leases on the building. If this project failed, then all of the money received will have to be refunded. The jobs that were sorely needed will disappear. The board members need to look past the things that have happened since the start of this project. Some days I feel like we are cursed with all of the bad things that have happened. We need the board to give us ano

Rafael said. "So there is no such thing as a Third Chance Mate in the werewolf world, which is why everything is so confusing to me." 'Yes, it's unusual for me. We're exceptional. That's why we have a third opportunity,' Scarlet said. "Scarlet, are you serious?" Astrid exclaimed loudly. "Astrid, what happened? What does Scarlet have to say?" Rafael asked. "She claims we're special, which is why we have a Third Chance Mate," Astrid explained.

I wanna see him! It was raining, to put it simply. The clouds were gray as they showered the city beneath them in a gentle rain. The day was a gloomy one, but the weather had nothing to do with it. It could be sunny, but the mood wouldn't have changed…at least for one family. For them the rainy day was like a godsend, the rain washing away the tears that stained a young seven-year-old's face as she tried in vain to wipe them away with the back of her rain soaked hand. Her other tiny hand was clutching that of a woman's. Both had dark brown hair and kind eyes, the child's being green and the mother's a dark amber.

“Maybe I'm just seeing things” “Nope, you are not. A mate bond is the strongest form of connection one can ever experience. Maybe she is here or maybe she is not”

"That's not what I meant. I actually don't have many friends, so I don't want to lose Megan just because of this." "Why would our relationship affect your friendship in any way?" Frederick narrowed his eyes, and he had a moment of realization. "Is it because you feel like we won't last forever?" I hesitated for a second and said, "I just can't be sure if we are right for one another." He continued, "I knew it had to be you ever since we first met. Perhaps the things we went through previously made you misunderstand. However, know that I'm not the type to play around. I never had anyone else before you."