Fortune Teller Fortunes Funny Novels & Stories

Zoe yelled. Suddenly, the kids burst into song. It was mostly off-key and full of conflicting lyrics-some were singing "Happy Birthday," others had skipped to "For She's a Jolly Good Fellow," and one very enthusiastic child had opted for the opening bars of "Let It Go." But the effect was unmistakable. Behind them, Miss Sandra emerged from the teacher's lounge, holding a card the size of a pizza box. Painted child-sized handprints formed a rainbow across the front, and written in large glitter letters were the words:

The subject line alone made my heart stop. "Did you see this?!" My hands shook as I clicked on the link she sent. The page loaded, and there it was—a headline plastered across the top of one of those gossip sites that you’d swear only existed to ruin people’s lives: "Arthur Stone’s Marriage: A Business Deal?!"

The girl frowned a little: "Master, can you be a bit more responsible? Before I scanned the code, you were all friendly, but after I scanned it, you turned into a stranger." As soon as the girl finished speaking, the old man immediately said, "Little kid, I don't know tarot cards, I can tell fortunes." The girl shook her head: "I didn't believe in fortune-telling and stuff." The old man paused. He was really in a hurry to leave: "Sigh, that's really a pity. I was actually going to tell you about your luck with money lately. Since you don't believe me, I'll just give your money back."

"With me at the table today, winning's a sure thing! I'm basically a lucky charm. Who'd pass that up?" Regina Wade said, gazing at everyone confidently. In that instant, I realized I had been reborn! In my previous life, Regina kept claiming she was a lucky charm. Everyone who took her advice and joined the bet struck it rich. But I was the only one who lost everything. I thought once I paid off my gambling debts, it would be over, but things only got worse.

Bailey felt as if she was going mad… When she thought about how she would soon die, her tears started rolling down her cheeks like pearls falling off a bracelet that snapped. “The fortune-teller told me that I could live to eighty. He even said that I’m a fortunate person. “Logically speaking, this shouldn’t happen to me. The fortune-teller I went to is a well-respected master!” Bailey continued to speak. Jonathan couldn’t resist replying in his heart. ‘Even if you’re lucky, your terrible personality can’t possibly make up for that little bit of luck. You ought to know that there is karma for all the bad things you do. Your lifespan will be reduced because of that…’

There is no way she could be genuine Alaric’s lips parted. "You said fate can be twisted... how do I twist mine?" He asked. I was surprised at how absorbed Alaric was in this entire charade The fortune teller smiled. Her smile was creepy and weird, the type that makes you shift uncomfortably in your seat, the corners of her mouth curling like she’d been waiting for this moment. “Life is give and take,” she said quietly. “You took something once. Now something must be given in return.”

I also noticed the group who are poking fun at one of their friends causing her face to turn red. I stopped at a booth and read the article above. Along Baba's magical ball. And because I was intrigued I read what was glued to the door. Do you want to know if your boyfriend has a paramour? Can you get married? Will you pass or fail the exam or graduate from college? What are you waiting for! Let's guess which Aling Baba has the longest chin I mean she's the best fortune teller in our school. When I entered, instead of laughing, my whole body trembled. After all, who would sensibly wear a death costume, right? Who else, the woman prophesying now in front of me.

I muttered to myself. She winked. “I recommend fortune-telling. The customers usually hate what you tell them, but it pays well. They don’t call me Lady Fortune for nothing.”Alpha Marcus grunted. “You didn’t count the money this time.”Lady Fortune stuck a hand on her hip and raised her chin. “With a lady present? Never. Anyway, you tipped well enough last time that I don’t think I have anything to worry about.” At least Alpha Marcus was generous with his money, if nothing else.

I looked down, feeling sad. "Oh my, is it her?" I looked up. She was smiling at me. She really was gorgeous. I scanned her from head to toe. "Are you a 36-24-36?" I asked without thinking. Caldwill face-palmed, and I snapped out of it. "Sorry..." I said, embarrassed. The woman beside Caldwill laughed heartily. "Are you a fortune teller? Because you got it right," she said. Caldwill crossed his arms, clearly displeased with what I just did.

Smiling, he said, "Here to have your fortune told, young man? Pay up first. Since we're acquainted with each other, I can give you 10% off." "I didn't come over to ask you to read my fortune," Cassian said. Startled, Dunley asked, "Then why did you come over?" "I came to give you a fortune reading." Taken aback at first, Dunley proceeded to chuckle. "I'm the world's best fortune teller, and you want to read my fortune? That's like a child trying to show off his strength in front of an adult—" "I see blood in your future—today, in fact," Cassian said matter-of-factly.