Hyper Luck 소설 & 이야기

not like this. To Be Continued...

"It's not funny. What if the lights go out? It'll be hell to go up." "We have solar panels and a generator Charlotte. I'll never have to take the stairs." "But what if they fail too? Then you're screwed." She said. Prince Lucas could see she only said that to see his reaction. "They won't fail and if the do, I'll just stay there." "With no food or water?" He bit his lips, thinking of a situation like that. "That'll be bad wouldn't it? I guess I'd need someone to bring me food."

He'd talked about the heiress of Howard Group with envy, saying, "Gina, how is it that everything we work for our whole lives is just the starting point for her?" Back then, I'd tried to console him by telling him that life wasn't just about wealth. Happiness came from cherishing the present and being with the ones you loved. Looking back now, I realized how foolishly naïve I had been. I continued, "So, I'm guessing you wouldn't know what it's like to live in a basement where your clothes get moldy, or consider instant noodles a luxury meal, or clean up after a bedridden elderly woman when she soils herself…"

My father, Hector, and Benjamin had shared the transaction slips of the money they'd transferred to Jennifer's account. I curled my lip mockingly while looking at the birds that flew past my window. It turned out everyone remembered Jennifer's birthday despite forgetting mine. My father, Frank Monroe, shared his transaction slip. He also wrote, "Happy birthday to my darling Jennifer!" Hector wrote, "I hope you'll always be happy, Jennifer!" Benjamin wrote, "No matter what happens in the future, Jennifer Robinson is the only woman I'll ever love."

His innate luck was clearly labeled as "Great Luck." In "Wild Valley World," luck is divided into four categories: Bad Luck, Average Luck, Good Luck, and Great Luck. The majority of players have Average Luck. A very small number of players have either Bad Luck or Good Luck. As for Great Luck, it's extremely rare, like finding a needle in a haystack. Of course, Great Luck doesn't mean you can get epic items by randomly killing a chicken; such situations are only possible in the legendary game endorsed by Da Shu.

Eni asked in disappointment and they shook their head'No' James and Hilda went to the backstage as they went on break. "Olamide, I'm sorry okay? What I said didn't make sense at all. Everybody even I can tell how much you love her. I am sorry for being a hater you know that's not me. I truly am happy for you, you are out here making a name for your self in the hospitality industry and you have a beautiful woman by your side. You are a one Lucky mumu,you know that?" Hilda expressed sincerely and he chuckled lightly. "Thank you." He thanked her and she smiled. She stretched out her hand for a hug.

Flashy Eyes Is there something you want to tell me, BABE?] Oh sh*t…

I say shyly, blushing red, we haven't talked until last night, and I was fighting until now. "Alexie" he says pulling me into his arms, hugging me, kissing my lips. "You won" I say happy for him, he worked, they all did worked so hard for this. "We did, it's all because of you" he says making blush red. "M..Me?" I stutter? "You, you are my Lucky Charms Alexie" he says landing a tender kiss on my lips. THE END. Hope you enjoyed this story. Love Cinderella.

The Oracle could not accept my presence yet, that much I knew. I'd better get going. Yes, my legs slowly lifted backwards. Feeling that it was not enough, I turned my body quickly. Run! That's what my brain told me to do. But my movement was halted by a greeting from behind. "Hello, Mommy Bri." Mommy Bri... My head echoed at the Oracle's call. He called me mommy. Wasn't I wrong? "I love you, Mommy." I unconsciously shed tears. Euphoria instantly filled my chest. I quickly turned around, unable to hide my happy smile anymore.

Dale cut me off before I could finish. “Lisa, it seems you still don’t understand your place. Kimmy is our human good-luck charm. I brought her in for a reason. The fact that she even graces the production floor should be considered a blessing. And you dare upset her? If her energy turns sour, the entire company’s fortune could follow. Are you prepared to be responsible for that?” I was aware that most successful executives harbored their own superstitions. However, instead of worrying about hypothetical bad energy, we should have been trying to fix the disaster right in front of us.