I'm Loser Novels & Stories

I'm working the overnight shift at a convenience store, restocking shelves, when a female live streamer bursts through the front door at 2:00 am. She holds her phone out in front of her, broadcasting live to over 600 thousand viewers online. The camera sweeps across the store before zeroing right in on me. "You're still working the overnight shift at a convenience store at your age? Are you just not planning on getting married?" I don't even bother looking up. "Not really interested." She gives me a knowing smile. "Oh. I guess your income doesn't really allow for it, huh?" The comments in the live chat explode instantly. [A night shift clerk talking about marriage? How absurd!] [He'

his work bore raww emorikss, he waguer every tongue that talked down on him talk good for him. "I know you are return, I appreciate that, u have ended gh money for us to live, I don't care if anyone think. Isrroer a loser, you won't remisin a loser forever. i just want you to know that we are in this tivreg," hearing those words from her, he felt relief

They just clattered off and fell to the ground. After a moment, a slow, sad smile touched her lips. A smile. As if I were a toddler throwing a tantrum in a supermarket. She said, “Stanley, you know what? You are a loser, and losers have no place in the world.” Then, she turned again, and this time, she walked away. She didn’t look back. She just disappeared through the door, leaving me alone with my echoing screams, my face pressed against the unbreakable glass, a monster in a cage, completely and utterly powerless. The beast was roaring, but the world had stopped listening.

I declare firmly before smirking. Josh, as the biggest loser, would have to come in second because he can't be the winner of losing, so he's still a loser even at being a loser.

He lost all of his endorsements, and his fanbase literally disappeared overnight. I was friends with some of his fans. In the past, we used to work hard and advocate for Mitchell's success. They knew how much effort I'd put in to bring Mitchell to where he was. One of these fans sent me a text message that read, "I feel honored to have walked a similar path as you. We'll be going our separate ways on our new paths now. I wish you all the best for your future." She then released even more dirt on Mitchell, sending him straight to the depths of hell and giving him no chance to redeem himself.

"Don't bother. I have a car picking me up." His brows furrowed with disbelief. "A car? Maisie, there's no need to put on a front with me. If you need help, just say so. You don't have to act tough." I was genuinely amused. If anyone was putting on a brave front, it was him. Damian must have felt awkward when I did not respond. He shook his head and explained, "I-I didn't mean it like that. I guess you really don't look like someone who needs my help anymore."

"Freya, I'm sorry. I know I was wrong. I thought you and Vidar were putting on an act, so I didn't visit. I swear I've learned my lesson. From now on, I'll listen to every word you say. I'll never neglect you again." I wasn't falling for it. "One was your Luna, the other your childhood friend and guard captain, and you couldn't trust either of us? We were in the same hospital, and you took Bella's doctor's word over seeing me yourself. The mate bond is broken, so let's just end this. Don't contact me again." I hung up before he could respond. A second later, my phone blew up with messages—pleas for me to stay and desperate declarations of love. The constant buzzing was giving me a headache,

Now you standbyyere and deny me! How could you deny your best friend, How could you?” she scolded in a mocking tone, making her friends laugh out loud as they all teased and mocked me. It hurt to know that I was once that pathetic loser who depended on this arrogant bitch for love and support. I’m a pathetic loser, I was such a fool.

“This is exactly why you can never be as good as Adriano. You’ll always be nothing compared to him.” Everything hurt, but her words made it worse. This was what happened when I failed. This was what I got for trying. “You’re a failure.” She wasn’t done hurting me yet. “I wish I never had you.” “Stop!” I screamed as loud as I could. “I don’t want to hear anymore! Please, just stop!” “Why should I stop? You need to know that a loser like you will never do anything good in life.” She smiled like she enjoyed hurting me. “Nobody wants to be around trash like you.”

Raymond immediately scooped her up into his arms like a baby, spinning her around like she was the love of his life, well she is. I stood there, frozen, my grip on the trophy loosening as humiliation washed over me. "Well, I guess Aurora doesn’t need a crown if she doesn’t even have a mate,"** someone joked loudly from the crowd. Laughter erupted again, spreading like wildfire through the room. Another voice chimed in. **"Maybe I should step in as her mate. What do you think, Aurora?"** The laughter grew louder, the mocking tones cutting deep into my chest. My wolf whimpered inside me, feeling the same humiliation I did.