Fortune Eternal Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry for getting lost in my own thoughts. I forgot that my future wife can be counted on to get some people together to find a way out." "You should also count on me for support when you're facing challenges, dear. I'm here to support you, right? And you should know what the role of a colleague is." Arslan gave a nod. "Oh, I forgot about Yori for a moment. What about her?" "That's also something I wanted to talk to Helena about, if you don't mind. It seems like goddess Fortuna is on my side this time." "I don't really understand, but it seems like you have a lot of confidence and are sure that this time it won't fail?"

I love him so much and I don't want to lose him forever. I held his pinky finger and stroked it gently; I remember a story he once told me. “Vincent... Have you ever heard the story about the red string of fate?” I ask. He was silent for a moment in thought, then said, “Hmm. I heard that when I went to Japan. The local people there call it “Unmei no akai ito”. According to legend, the gods tie an invisible red thread to the pinky finger of two people who are bound to find each other in life. They will love each other no matter what and only death can do them part.”

Brian’s image stared back at me, his eyes having this smoldering look in them. He looked all man now, gone was the usual boyish charm I used to see around him. The caption said, “GHANAIAN MILLIONAIRE? BRIAN SMITH HAS MADE IT ON THE FORBES 100 LIST OF YOUNG RICH MALES.” My heart skipped a beat, a I immediately threw the magazine in the trash can near my desk. God, why? I don’t know what the hell that was, but right after I’d gotten my life on track, and could actually say I was happy, I see this.

He always uses a golden glove to hide it. "What do we do father?.." I asked. "Her blood can make the king immortal." Harrod answers. "Who?." "King Gerald's daughter." Father replies. "So?." "Get me her blood or I'll take away your right as the prince!." Father says with a serious look. I sigh and nod affirmatively. "No worries. Where is she?." I speak through gritted teeth. I'll do anything when it comes to having the throne!!. SAGE ACADEMY

He could never win with her, never get a word in. When the flashback ended, Bashir Bakura cursed himself for being so unsuccessful at the time, for taking the money Bushratou's father had offered and gone abroad to make a name for himself in architecture. It was one of his worst decisions. His second most regretted decision was never checking up on the child Bushratou had and his worst ever decision, was marrying Yaana. He regretted it bitterly.

I am sorry for not being there and for not being able to tell you anything. I was so happy when you called me dad. I was waiting for that day but unfortunately, I will not be there to see my little girl turn into a lady. I wish I will be there to correct my mistakes and make amendments but I just hope you will forgive me. You know, we all have roles to play in this life but we decided which role to play. we are all protagonist in our movie and also an antagonist to others. The first day I saw you, I knew that something great was coming but I couldn't place a hand on it.

I only hope he makes it out alive, otherwise I wouldn't mind taking his place like I've ever desired. Walking into his office, Laurent leaned against the seat staring at what I knew were portraits in his hands. He was obsessed with this portrait. This was the reason why he could never move on and at some point would become vulnerable, that would be my chance to take over and win him. He has not realized that Zara is gone and is never going to come back again, he only has to move on to someone better. I wonder why he sees her anyway.

My eyes are darting over the damage to the car. This is not how I had wanted to find my mate. I had wanted to find her well. Be able to convince her to return with me. Tell her what a fool I had been. Knowing that in spite of everything she had fallen for me again meant the world to me. We had found one another once and fallen for one another, and in a cruel twist of fate, she had forgotten me, and fallen for me all over again... I had been blessed, not just once but twice. I could not let my girl die.

"Ursula, we'll keep walking like this. Always." I nodded with a small smile on my face, full of hope for what lay ahead. One day, I ran into Fiona at a high-end bar by accident. She was wearing revealing clothes and heavy makeup, laughing and drinking with a group of men. I couldn't exactly tell what I felt as I watched her in that moment. When she noticed me, there was surprise on her face before it turned into hatred and bitterness. "Are you happy seeing me like this? Tell me, why?! I regressed and was given a second chance in life! So, why did I still lose to you? What are you?!"

I'd just slipped my phone back into my pocket when I saw my family's butler, David Brown, standing at the entrance of the lounge. He nodded at me, looking as respectful as ever as he said, "Mr. Garrison, your father sent me to bring you home." "Thanks, David." I got up and followed him to the parking lot. A black Bentley was parked at the VIP pick-up lane. The car merged smoothly into traffic. I watched the skyscrapers flash past the window and thought of myself seven years ago, crammed into a tiny rental and eating instant mac and cheese. Back then, Cheryl used to say, "Nate, once we make money, we'll buy a place with a view of the Hatton River."