Fortune Teller Fortunes Funny Novels & Stories

I know what timeout is, he's trying to punish me, I pout and shake my head no, he lift the string spoon again but I shake my head no. "Corner then?" he says raising a brow at me, why can't I win with him, if I don't do what he says he'll physically place me in the corner, it's not fun. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth, I took the medicine, there happy dadd!

“They’ll follow the cause.” He leaned on the stone beside her. “You are the cause.” A beat of silence. Then she asked, quietly, “Do you think we can win?” Kieran didn’t answer right away. Then: “I think you’ve already made the impossible possible. And I think Lucian knows it.” Selene nodded, her thoughts churning. She could feel the pull of fate tightening like a snare. The moon hung high and full above them now, casting silver light across the land.

I was dreading seeing Ron. "Thank you, Pete, for coming with me today." I told my business partner and friend. Right after graduating high school, I bought and opened my fortune-telling store in the heart of New Orleans. I decided upon fortune-telling due to a natural gift I had. Not only was I good at palm reading and tarots, I had this ability to see into someone's future if I so desired. It was something I could control, for the most part. Usually, I had to be physically touching someone and focus on their aura to tap into my gifts.

Chapter 11: The Hike Shahida and I went to the nearby shop they called Fortluck. It sells magic potions, accessories they believe could alter their future, and services like foreseeing. The owner lends his bathroom for Shahida to get dressed and fix herself. While in the living room that connects his sacred place where he does his service, he offers me tea he made personally. According to him, it's tea that puts your mind at ease. “Thank you,” I said while smiling. I put the tea cup on the table.

Carly yells. "And you went to the house of the girl your ex cheated on you with to read her curses you found on G****e while wishing her to go bald!" Brianna tries to stay serious while saying this, but she can't hold it in for two seconds before bursting into laughter. But Carly doesn’t give up; she tries to change her friend's mind. "Oh, come on! You're cursed with bad luck; something will definitely happen! Remember the last time we went to Hunter, a heel got stuck in a drain!"

“Girl! So? Did you get the job or not?” “I did,” I said with a sleepy smile. There was a long pause. Then a scream so loud I had to pull the phone away from my ear. “AHHHHHH! I knew it! I told you! Didn’t I tell you? I should become a fortune teller. They’d call me Madam Mara the All-Knowing.” I laughed. “Please don’t. You’d scare people away with your dramatic entrances.” “Oh, come on. You’re literally in a mansion right now. You’re like a gothic Cinderella.”

The woman confirmed and Tasha walked back to her. "I am a fortuneteller. Will you like to know what your future will look like?" The woman offered. She quickly wore a smile and confessed. "I don't have money on me." "It’s fine. It's free." The woman walked closer to her. "Okay, ma." She accepted. The woman took a stone out of the basket and placed it on Tasha's forehead. The stone blinked blue, and suddenly changed to red, and the woman opened her eyes and mouth in shock. "What?!"

Albert said. I wasn't even concerned about the money he owed but the fact that he said someone is after his life baffles me. How can someone be after the life of an assassin and a cultist? That's weird and impossible. No sane person would even believe this if he's told. I requested his account details and wired 30 million naira into his account.

I starts. Sunshine furrow her eyebrows and narrow her eyes. "Grey Grey if I know what will happen today do you think I'll tell you? Of course not! Where's the fun in that! And If I can see the future maybe I should buy some tarot cards to make me look legit. Wait. Does tarot cards have letters? That will be a problem then. Oh I know, magic ball that's much better. You know what? Just pretend that I did not say anything."

"I'm sorry for the outburst. Noah is like my own son. He is rude, cold, and hotheaded. He misbehaves too. Because we have spoiled him too much. But he is not weak. He is never afraid of anyone. Am sure he would have tried to finish the punishment till end only if he had not lost his strength. SOTUS, means to bring everyone together. The freshmen need to understand the meaning of the activity that it's a symbol of unity. You are scaring them. They need to be punished only if they don't obey the rules. Not if they stand for each other. This way no one will attend SOTUS. It's a tradition passed on to every freshman for decades. You guys are ruining it.