Fortune Eternal Romane & Geschichten

“She’s always wanted what I had. Now, she believes she’s finally achieved it. Her ambition blinds her, Loretta. It always has.” “Still,” Loretta pressed, a slight frown audible in her voice. “I’m worried, Eliana. This whole ‘transferring fate’ business… are you sure it works like that? Are you sure you’re truly out of the woods?” Eliana’s fingers tightened around the phone. A shiver, cold and unwelcome, traced its way down her spine. The rational part of her scoffed at the idea of fate being a transferable commodity, a cursed heirloom to be passed on. Yet, the vivid, visceral memories of her death, the brutal clarity of her rebirth, whispered a different truth. She *had* died. She *had* retu

Forever his. THE END

"You've earned it. Every bit of pride, every moment of celebrating your success." As she drifted off to sleep, Claire thought about that security footage - that moment of chaos that had seemed like rock bottom. The worst day of her life, or so she'd thought. But rock bottom had been her foundation. The place where everything started to build upward. And sometimes the best things in life began with a mess, a mistake, a moment of absolute disaster. Sometimes love starts with spilled coffee. And sometimes, if you were very lucky and very brave, it ended with forever.

"So he tested me like I was a product." "He confirmed what he already knew," Graves corrected calmly. "And as a result, you were written into his estate plan. Retroactively and irrevocably." Anya leaned back in her chair, the white walls around her suddenly too close. "He could've called," she said. "Written. Anything." Graves didn't answer. "He could've said something. Anything." Still nothing. "And now I'm supposed to believe this is his idea of a gift? A fortune I didn't ask for, tied in knots, handed to me by a stranger?"

"I'll work for you under one condition." I say. "What's that?" "You'll marry me", He smirks revealing breathtaking dimples "Are you sure about that?." I pause for a moment then look straight into his eyes "I'm sure." I would marry Giovanni D'Errico and find a way to get back my fortune. Whatever it takes. Emily Rivera is trapped in a loveless marriage of three years with an unfaithful husband which eventually ends up in divorce papers. Devastated and heartbroken, she goes back to her parents' house and is even more devastated when she finds out her father was dead, she is hit with an even more shocking revelation, her father Alfonso Rivera had left behind a billion d

He stood before the familiar, steady eyes, the hint of a smile he had once been the sole recipient of. He whispered his words for Joe alone: "We made it, Joe. We're not just bound by fortune." A single, proud tear traced a path down his cheek, unseen by anyone but the man in the portrait. "We are the fortune." A blaze of fireworks blossomed across the sky outside, a kaleidoscope of colors reflected in the dark glass of the Ekon-Brian Tower, a thousand fleeting stars against an immortal city, the pulse of a dynasty never to fade. ---

Hugo's heart was racing at what was happening there, there could have been desires of wealth and love that people brought it to the fortune eye, but there was none inside him, he held no desires. Hugo was dazzled by the ulterior motives that they were about to move. He suddenly remembered the apprehension, about the fortune eye, which said that it offers health, wealth, and worldly desires to people, but to whom it does not offers such, there is a lot terrible to offer, which is certainly not good for the grantee and the acquaintance of them. Hugo stood at his place, his heart was racing at the gamble that he was anticipating further. "What about a life, that has no end?

“These four were chosen and each of them was given magical gemstone called philosophers stone. The stone was used to rule over two worlds. However, the fifth goddess called chaos of death- the goddess of Fortune felt jealous and angry. She felt cheated because she was not chosen even though it was a draw in battle with the goddess of life. “The goddess of Fortune was by nature created powerful and beautiful. She believed that she ought to be chosen above all other goddesses. However, the goddess of foresight and destiny did not agree with her and so she became a rival and enemy. Fortune felt insulted that the weak goddess of foresight was chosen by the gods over her who was powerful. She dec

He too was equally surprised, for lack of a better word. “I cannot see clearly. I am sorry.” The woman said, seeming gloomy. “Fortune magic is usually under the Lady Salina's realm, and with her still missing, my powers are limited, but they are true fortunes. I am unsure if these events are connected to one big one, or are several different ones...” “You,” Fenryn began, trying not to sound as shocked as he truly was, “you're a Celestial.”