Chances Novels & Stories

Picking out clothes shouldn't be this hard. I finally give up and plop down on my bed. Glancing over at my dresser, I see the long piece of paper that ripped any hope I had of an easy resolution to shreds. I pick it up and look at it again, hoping the words say something different this time. But as I read, my dream doesn't become a reality. Probability of paternity: 99.99%

She thought that they would lose another 500 million for sure. However, Philip smiled indifferently and said, “As long as it's not the biggest card, I still have a chance.” Midge sneered and said, “Hehe, you can only win if you draw an Ace. Unfortunately, with so many cards remaining, your chances are very low.” As he said that, Philip casually drew a card from the deck and flipped it over. A! “I'm sorry, but my luck has always been good. I won, so take your men and get lost,” Philip said calmly.

“No. I did not win anything.” Harriet, then, pointed the huge TV screen beside the host who’s holding the microphone. “See those numbers in the screen.” Cassius gawked at the numbers display. “To get the prize, you need to choose a number. The number might be a dud or the winning prize.” There are only five left numbers to choose and one prize left. Which mean, there is only 20% chance to win the game. ‘However, if Harriet can remember which one is the answer, then she can win this,’ Cassius concluded.

I also told her what Mary said. "You have to grab this opportunity and give him a chance, also give your heart a chance to fall in love again" She said Should I give him a chance?

Waiting for the moon which will give light to the dark skies. “Chances were like the stars, don’t you think?” she started and looked upon the deep gray skies. “You could only see them at night. Sometimes, you haven’t. Especially when the weather isn’t fine. It’s like when you take chances, if the person whom you ask doesn’t want to give you another chance, you won’t ever dare to show yourself again. But if that person gives you another chance, you could do many things to prove your worth. Just like the stars, you can’t see them if they’ve been blinded by the clouds. Thus, you lose hope.”

Almost. "Johnathan, I honestly think you should just leave." "Cass, please... we can make this work-" "Absolutely not!" Cassandra insisted as she stood in front of him with her arms crossed. "Please, Cassandra!" Johnathan pleaded as he reached out to try and grab her. "Johnathan, no! Don't touch me!" Cassandra demanded as she backed away from his grip. "Come on, Cass. We were so good together. Please give us another chance"- "Johnathan, you had your chance, and you completely blew it! The only reason why you're even here now is because you can't have me, and you can't stand it when you don't get your way!"

I don’t breathe. Inside, Dr Malik shifts in his seat. I can imagine him there, folding his hands, looking calm and fatherly, but also preparing to deliver something he knows will land heavy. “Well,” he starts gently, “Dorothy… the answer is yes, but with a caveat. A very slim chance. About three percent, to be precise.” She doesn’t respond right away. And I don’t dare move.

3)ARCHER (1ST STAGE) - - - - -Great archer (2nd STAGE) -Magic archer -Great " -Divine " STAR GRADE - 1-3 - 4-6 - 7-9 - 10-12 - 13-15 - 16-18 - 19-21 - 22-24 *MAGIC* 1)ELEMENTS (Common) -Fire -Water -Ice -Soil/earth -Wood -Metal (Strong dual) -Fire and wood -Ice and water -Earth and metal (Rare power) -Lightning -Wind -Light

"In almost every future I can see, someone dies. Sometimes it's Grandma or Grandpa because they're too injured to move quickly. Sometimes it's Dad because he stays behind to cover their escape. Sometimes it's Uncle Zade because he takes a hit meant for someone else. But in ninety-nine point nine percent of possible futures, at least one person doesn't come home." The words hit like physical blows. I felt my knees weaken and had to grab the back of the couch for support. 0.1 percent chance of everyone surviving. That meant almost certain death for someone we loved. Someone's father, someone's mate, someone's friend. "Can you see who?" Lyn asked, his voice barely audible. "It changes," Riley s

He says and I sigh. I'm not really in the mood for small talk right now. I'm thinking about any safe possible means to get the hell out of here. " On the range of 1-10, what's the probability of safely running away?" I ask Rob as he eyes me suspiciously. " 0.5." " Fuck." I groan. " It's either you get caught trying or you get killed trying to get out." He says as we enter the kitchen. I sit on the counter stool and anxiously drum my fingers on the countertop.