Lady Luck Fate Novels & Stories

Really. Can time be restarted? I want to turn things around. Maybe if Axe and I hadn't made the decision so quickly. Oracle wouldn't have stayed away from me. God! He's afraid to look at me because he thinks I want to keep him away from Rose. No, he didn't. I'm not that bad. Of course Rose and Oracle could still see each other. But fate would have it that I had to part with Oracle, not Rose. That's okay, it's just my bad luck. "What are you thinking about, Bridgette?"

He disgraced our entire family that night by picking a random whore over his fated mate. I could never forgive him after that, I had been planning to leave for a very long time. The dark moon just made it easier than I thought it would’ve been. I went and sat on the homemade bench and began to formulate my next move. 'How could the moon goddess curse me with a demon spawn like Kya? She may not be her mother but she's the blood of a traitor. Your cruel moon goddess, plain cruel!' I thought as tears filled my eyes. Having my fated mate stand by me was a dream of mine, I did not want to be a disgrace like my father.

I am no longer unable to comprehend it. The night before, she was present at the blackjack table. And she had completely triumphed. I had informed her that Good Fortune was on her side. There was a possibility that she was the Lady herself, incarnate. I just adored the way that made her eyes sparkle. They had a green color. This color is emerald green. While I was watching her spend a significant amount of time winning, I referred to her as Lucky and referred to her as the color of money instead.

She ranted. Mina smiled. “Fate, maybe?” She asked, quite teasing. Patrice rolled her eyes. “Fate? I don’t really believe in those kinds of things.” She replied. “Maybe my luck is pretty fouled up, don’t you think?” She asked Mina. Mina shrugged. “I don’t know. But whatever it is, maybe it is what is supposed to be.” She replied as she punched the remaining orders. Patrice sighed and took the tray of orders. *Fate? Yeah right.* She thought as she delivered the orders.

Noah pecked his nose. Just then they laughed as Benjamin's stomach grumbled. "Come lets eat. And then i will make sure to wreck this cottage at every surface". Noah winked pulling him into his arms. "I will be waiting". Benjamin winked too. Yes... It was their beginning of a new life. Happy. Wild. Full of love. And yes lots of poundings... This was their Fate that they wrote... ---- Tabby

He had a vaguely cynical brand of humor, but he kept it light. He put down a card that he affirmed to be a six and continued. "So, are you often lucky, My lady?" "I might have been, but what does that matter now?" she rejoined. Two sevens joined the pile, from her hand. "Luck resets all events. For example, the contest, the winner needs skills as well as some amount of luck to win." "Yes, I suppose that's true. A coin isn't more or less likely to land on heads after a streak of nine tails."

"Maria, I will avenge you. What he did to you, his wife will face the same. And then I'll ask him to replace her, just like he asked me to and then he'll know that fame means nothing but destruction." Fate sat on the top of a tower and wrote something in her Grecabulum, the book of fate and destiny. Her pen shone light blue as she wrote down the Fate of people. Then, she flew up and reached a balcony. She passed through the closed doors and looked at a new born baby sleeping in a cradle. She touched his hands and the fate lines appeared on his palm. "May you get what you deserve" She smiled and walked out. She flew up and climbed at the terrace of a building. "Let's see, what's next," She lo

What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines we draw aren't the lines we wanted. That is life, isn't it? Fate. Luck. Chance. A long series of what-if's that lead from one moment to the next, time never pausing for you to catch your breath, to make sense of the cards that have been handed to you. And all you can do is play your cards and hope for the best because, in the end, it all comes back to those three basics. Fate. Luck. Chance.

What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines we draw aren't the lines we wanted. That is life, isn't it? Fate. Luck. Chance. A long series of what-if's that lead from one moment to the next, time never pausing for you to catch your breath, to make sense of the cards that have been handed to you. And all you can do is play your cards and hope for the best because, in the end, it all comes back to those three basics. Fate. Luck. Chance.

The one who loses it's his destiny, and the one who wins it's his luck. The End. ©️ Okeke-Eze Ifeoma Isabella (Omaisabella) Thanks for reading to the end.