Good Fortune Book Novels & Stories

Nodding in response, Angus then said, “I suspected as much… Regardless, I’ve been able to foresee three major calamities… As I previously said, your name saved you from dying at the age of three, and you also survived the calamity that took place three years ago… In other words, one final calamity exists. As long as you can survive it, the rest of your life will be blessed with good fortune…” “All in all, I have to say that you’re far from someone who brings misfortune. Rather, you’re a lucky star, and any good people who get to know you will surely receive great blessings… As for why your first seer chose to call you a bringer of misfortune… I can only assume it’s because they never met som

As soon as fortune walked in, she saw Asia intensely concentrating on her book like she was trying to get something out. "Asia what are you reading?" fortune asked with a little curiosity. Asia jumped up like a child who was caught doing something wrong and quickly hid the book."fortune you are back, actually an announcement was made saying classes will have reshuffles". Fortune looked at her friend with suspicion "tell me, what were you reading just now?". Asia felt she couldn't hide it from this girl so she pulled the the book and showed it to her friend "HOW TO MAKE A MAN WANT YOU" fortune couldn't hold back and started laughing at this crazy friend. "Asia listen to me, you don't have to

She sighed and pushed the cookie tin toward me. “These… are for you… as a marriage fund.” Holding the heavy tin in my arms, I felt different emotions welling up in me. The anger from Kevin’s mockery had completely vanished. All that was left in me was the contempt for Lisa’s clownish behavior and deep gratitude for my mother-in-law’s trust. If this were defined as “freeloading”, then I would readily accept it. After all, it was being given to me by my mother-in-law. It brought tears to my eyes. I looked at my mother-in-law and said, “Mom, I’m not getting married. I’ll stay and take care of you.”

She first sent a pretty picture of herself at her intern workstation in Larson Group, followed by a profound caption that read, "With new environments come new challenges. I'm grateful to take them on with the help and guidance of a certain someone." The "certain someone" was no mystery, for she deliberately tagged Noah. The group chat blew up at once with our peers, all oblivious to the truth, congratulating her. They also rallied to persuade Noah and Isabelle to buy them a celebratory meal. Noah replied to Isabelle's loaded text with an even more loaded hugging emoji. Their back-and-forth continued for some time, as loving banters did. I snorted at their crude performance and wished them t

“I’ve been called worse.” “You’ve been called better,” Corey suggested. “I think your father had it spot on when he named you Serendipity.” She smiled serenely at him for a moment before she finally said, “You know, Serendipity doesn’t just mean ‘luck’ or ‘good fortune’ as so many people think. Firstly, it means to find good luck and good fortune by accident. And I’m afraid, for most of my life, I’ve only stumbled into the accident part and never the fortune part. I think, however, perhaps my luck is changing a bit.”

“We stumbled onto each other some days back. You even wanted to be friends with me.” He nodded. “Oh, it’s you,” he let out and chuckled. “Now, I remember. Why do we only cross paths when I am having it difficult already?” “It’s annoying.” She lifted her nose a bit and clicked tongue. “It’s just a coincidence.” “Are you sure it is?” He raised a question. “Yes, nothing else,” she spoke out. “A monk told me once that I am full of fortune, not bad luck. If you associate with me, only great things will happen to you.”

For the first time that day, Sienna felt like she could breathe again. They stayed with her until she felt steady enough to return to her charts. Around midnight… The golden setup appeared. Perfect. Clean. Flawless. She executed the trade—a deep, confident breath leaving her chest. Twenty minutes later, her screen flashed. Profit. Big profit. She didn’t just recover the second 500 million… She doubled it. 1 billion gained. Loss erased. Reputation saved. Account in profit. Sienna covered her mouth with her hands as relief crashed over her body like a wave.

That night at her celebration dinner, I showed up at the restaurant door with a bouquet in one hand and a carefully chosen gift bag in the other. Erin's best friend, Chloe Adams, smiled and asked her, "Erin, who's this?" Erin turned around, glanced at me, and said casually, "Oh, he's a classmate from university." I stopped dead in the doorway. My hand was half-raised in greeting. For a second, I didn't know whether to keep it up or pretend I'd never moved at all. I forced myself to walk over, set the flowers and the gift down on the table in front of her, and said, "Congratulations on getting into the job you wanted. I've got something to take care of, so I'll head out first."

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. ---

“I was released for the afternoon. The others are all meditating.” I do not even register how strange that statement is before I scoop her into my arms. Fuck. Hey guys, thanks for reading so far. Check out my new F* page, for sneak peaks, and character insights https://www.f******k.com/profile.php?id=61584264297473