Loser From It Novels & Stories

I've been secretly dating Liam Burnett, my brother Julian Elling's childhood friend, for five years. On my 23rd birthday, Julian suddenly tells me, "Liam rented out an entire restaurant. He's proposing to the woman he's been seeing for five years. Bring your boyfriend along. We're going to help him pull off the perfect proposal!" Liam promised me that once I turned 23, we'd finally stop hiding our relationship and he'd propose to me. So I get dressed up and head to the restaurant, convinced this is finally the night I've been waiting for. But when I arrive, Liam is already down on one knee in front of another woman, sliding a ring onto her finger. Everyone erupts in cheers and starts urg

Luna realized that in her moment of weakness, she had shown her team that it was okay to be vulnerable and that they were all in this together. In the end, Luna and her team were able to use the loss as a learning experience. They analyzed their bid, identified areas for improvement, and vowed to come back stronger in the next tender. Luna realized that it was not the end of the world, and that failure was just a temporary setback. Her team's support and resilience had lifted her spirits, and she left the meeting feeling empowered and ready to tackle the next challenge that came her way.

It was a rattle in his chest, like a loose screw in an engine. "His engine is wearing out," Cale said softly. "He's still purring." "Yes. He is still running." Cale looked at the cat. He looked at Elion. "We will lose him," Cale said. "Eventually." "I know." "And we will lose Atlas." "I know." "And I will lose you. Or you will lose me." Elion gripped Cale’s hand tighter. "That's the deal, Cale. That's the contract." "It is a harsh contract."

He held his head in agony, a sound like a trapped beast wailing in his throat. He finally understood. He had completely lost his treasure.

The overall loser ended up being Amanda. "Sadly, this activity of gaming has come to an end and unlike we expected, our dearest Mark finally redeemed himself, leaving his title of a sore loser to our very own, Amanda West" Alan announced and Amanda scoffed, annoyed at the turn of events "And we just can't let a loser go free, so Miss West you will have to drink 2 shots of vodka in 30 seconds," he said and stepped aside to reveal 2 shots of vodka on the table; which wasn't there previously.

Lieve heard him uttering to her. “I couldn't hurt her, let alone taking her life,” His words made her dig her nails more harshly against her own palm. “If you know you have already become a loser then destroy the winner, Zace,” Lieve's words made him snap his eyes in her direction, where he found her rigid gaze already on him. “It's not always about the winner or a loser, sometimes, it's just about….. ruining the game to tackle your loss,” she said to him, peering right into his intoxicated, reddened eyes.

“Oh, come on. Let’s go to Lucci’s. If it had been the pre- Elena you, you would have called a stripper right here and would have gotten a lap dance. But now….” “Well, then maybe I have changed, but I am not…” Aslan was trying his best to defend but Jodi had an upper hand tonight. “Let’s go then.” “First you give me my million. Here we go.” He threw his cards on the table and everyone groaned as they lost. “We will, but you will have to collect it from Lucci’s. Left my wallet there.” Jodi was giving him a hard time. “I am not going to Lucci’s.” Asslan fired.

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Be punctual. Christine then turned away from him and came over to us, gently saying, "Aubrey, Aster, let's go home." Tristan looked ashen as he knelt stiffly on the floor. He knew his life was over. He would have nothing to his name now. Just like that, Tristan's life had been reduced to shambles. Shock ran through the entirety of Centuria's upper-class social circle for the next few days. Ad Astra Inc. publicly announced that Tristan had been removed from his position and that Aster would take over as the company's CEO.

I learned how because you left. I wanted to pull her into my arms. Wanted to tell her she didn’t have to do this alone anymore. That I was here. That I’d always be here if she’d let me. But I didn’t have that right. Not anymore. “I’m sorry,” I said instead. “For not being there when you needed me. For all of it.” She nodded. Pulled her hand away from mine. The loss of contact felt like a physical ache. “We should get back,” she said, standing. “In case the doctor comes.”