Half A Chance Book Novels & Stories

Kei smiled again seeing Shima getting happier. He looked back at the page about the magical half. Kei looked at Freddy. He has read this book a lot and he already knows how to call the name of a djin or demon in himself. He just needs to know who this half -magician really is. Finally the answer after a few weeks ago had been answered, he did not think there was info about the magic half in this book. He can't continue reading, he needs a break for half an hour or maybe after school hours. He needs to continue reading and memorizing at home only.

Clay began arranging them on the shelves and shooed Chance out of the office. “Go walk around. Give me about ten minutes.” Grumbling about gay men, Chance walked out of his office as his friend only laughed. Along with the windows, there were Dutch style doors. He knew that they were called Dutch because Kilo told him. Chance had been calling them halfies, because you could close the bottom half and leave the top half open. Kilo had doubled over with laughter before correcting him. Family. They could annoy the hell out of you. And make you grateful for them at the same time.

Lots of smut. “It’s been a long time since we’ve had a book convo,” I said. “Have you read anything noteworthy?” Chance whispered. As if we were sharing secrets. “I’ve been so busy. My latest read is an omegaverse,” I whispered back. “Mm.. there’s a lot of smut in those,” he teased. “There is,” I said. “Did I not give you enough last night?” he gasped. My step faltered, and I inhaled sharply.

I also told her what Mary said. "You have to grab this opportunity and give him a chance, also give your heart a chance to fall in love again" She said Should I give him a chance?

~This book is based on the same theme of unrequited love, but with the different sort of love-triangle. Written with feelings and passion, so hold your seats pals, it might give you Tachycardia if you ever had serious one-sided love for anyone lol. *throws dark chocolate to all my readers* <<< This book is dedicated to those who think they will never be loved by anyone their whole lives >>> Here you go! 1| Half Hope, Half Love __________

My mouth stretched into a smile so wretched I could feel it cracking. "Vivian, do you remember how many chances are left? Aren't you afraid you'll use them all?" She stopped, then slowly turned around. Clearly, she thought the question was absurd. Still, she let out a dismissive laugh. "One hundred is a big number. It's not that easy to use them all." Yes. One hundred chances sounded like a lot. But in six years of marriage, Vivian had indulged Caleb far more often than anyone should.

​My name is Jamie, and I’m a single mother. That’s my title now, but it doesn't tell the whole truth. The whole truth is messy, and it starts with me, blinded by a selfish passion. I was with Larry, a man who was good, steady, and kind. He was my rock, but I was restless. When the baby’s father came along—he was fire, he was chaos—I burned my whole life down just to be near him . ​I cheated on Larry and became pregnant. I left him—the good man—for the baby’s father, convinced our reckless love was worth the wreckage. It wasn't. The moment the baby arrived, the father vanished, leaving me alone with the consequences and the crushing reality of what I’d done.

I lifted the glass of water in my hand and clinked it lightly against his. “Here’s to a successful partnership, Mr. Caspian.” Moonlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, stretching our shadows across the room. Each of us stood in our own corner, like two polite strangers sharing the same space. Outside, the city glowed brightly in the night. Only then did I truly feel that I had been given a second life. In this life, I only wanted one thing: to use the Falcone family’s resources to earn enough money to stand on my own and then walk away from all of this for good.

He said as he motioned for me to follow him. Caleb took me to the basement of the packhouse where a few cells were for holding prisoner. In the last cell on the right a bloody battered Chance laid on his side. He was naked and completely covered in dried blood. “He is all yours.” Caleb said as he left me to go back upstairs. “Did you come to kill me?” Chance asked trying to sit up.

Next up was going to be Holden’s portion of the presentation, so it was going to be important for me to pay attention to the proposal and not the one who was making it. I always knew that Holden was smart but I never truly realized his potential until her started his presentation. He had designed a building that was more than I could have ever expected. The design was staying true to the existing architecture. The outside matched the buildings in the surrounding blocks. It may be a new structure, but once it is complete it will match the older buildings in the town. Chance, in its day, even though it is less than ten square miles, was a very busy place. Main Street in the afternoon’s parking