Fortune's Favor Gungeon Novels & Stories

She ordered. “Yes. The current situation had just changed. Gango is helping us.” Guinevere’s eyes widened with shock and she gasped. “Gango?” “Yes. It came from the west suddenly and started attacking the monsters from the Scarlett Army. The tides have changed and we are able to push back the enemy. We are also providing assistance to it as well by forming a barrier around it to protect it from enemy attacks.” Guinevere was astonished to hear all this. That would explain the soldier’s bright face.

“It’s fine, though. I’ll maximize whatever I could find. Luck’s really not on my side.” He leaned toward the table a bit closer. “I’m kinda good in fortune telling, you know. Give me your hand and I’ll read your luck.” “Read my luck?” she asked, puzzled. Gin slowly nodded, his soft gaze unwavering from hers. “It’s a thing here, haven’t you been informed?” When she said nothing, he carefully leaned toward her, holding out his hand. “Come on, it’s not gonna hurt, trust me.”

It would only be a matter of time before Zen could prey on their growing frustrations and insecurity to trick them into upgrading the hobgoblin’s weapon for an advantage over the hero. With another victory for the humans, the soldiers retreated to the fortress and closed the gates. Venedict immediately threw his helmet onto the ground once he was inside the shelter and away from prying eyes. “Well done,” Gunter praised their strongest warrior. “Did you sustain any injury?” Grunting as he removed the burdensome armour piece by piece, Gunter looked over to the blacksmithing twerp inspecting the armour and weapon damage. “All good,” he declared. “Why must I always climb a long flight of stairs

“You know… I’m a simple woman, Adrian.” Shit. My stomach dropped for a bit. This sounded way too familiar. This didn’t sound right… “A secret for a favor,” she echoed back at me in the same manner I did just minutes ago. “Then, we can talk.” I nearly laughed, shaking my head, my eyes on our home appearing right at the corner. My wife was going to be the death of me. This was coming from a man who sold arms and ammunitions to very dangerous people.

Your mom seems nice. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "She's good. Yeah." Gunner stood abruptly, abandoning the shot he was about to take, and leaned his cue against the table, expression tighter than it had been only moments ago. "Imma get a drink," he mumbled, moving already, eyes locked on the bar across the room. "You want something?" _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

"You’ve already kidnapped me. I can’t escape anyway. But let me make one thing clear. Since you’re all so determined to make her eat my fortune cookie, don’t regret it." Mara and the others exchanged glances, then lit up with excitement. "We won’t regret it!" I nodded and told them to untie me. "Follow the process. First, write your name and birth details on a piece of paper. Then burn it to ashes and wrap it inside." One of the supporters, worried I might try something, quickly asked, "Mara, what do you want on the paper?" She thought for a moment. "Something for delicate features and big eyes. Write that into the fortune. She has to be beautiful. And add a perfect test score. Write it in s

Sophia should resign! He relaxed into the soft leather, his eyes flashing with a hard, cruel enjoyment. It had been absurdly easy to obtain that video. Florence, the housekeeper, had been the willing pawn in his game. Sophia had fallen into the trap he had set for her and he used it to his advantage. He had only begun. Yes. Just first cut, to see how she bled. Deeper, more painful, wounds would come. He swirled the gin in his glass, the ice cubes clinking like a small toast. He was savouring the bitter, sweet taste of victory, a flavor he had been craving for a very long time.

"Well, well. If it isn't Ursula. Still breaking your back for that useless company? Let me give you some advice. Stop wasting your time. That company is already doomed." Her words were laced with venom, every word hurting my heart. I took a deep breath and forced myself to remain calm. "Stop spouting nonsense. The company's condition is improving. I'll definitely help them get back up." Fiona chuckled coldly. "Get back up? You're simply building castles in the air." She then leaned in closer. "Don't tell me you really think that leak at the company was just a coincidence?" My heart skipped a beat, and I asked her. "What are you saying?"

There was onl‌y truth. As he spun her, her em⁠erald neckla‌ce catching the lig‍h‍t,‍ she looked around at their friends, their chosen fam‌ily, at the art surrounding them, a‌t the man w⁠ho held her as his most prec‌ious treasure.‌ The fortune that ha‌d once been a bond of‍ obligatio‌n was now a t‍ool for their shared fu⁠ture. The bond they had fo‌rged in fire‌ wa⁠s now unb‍reakable⁠.