Losers Novels & Stories

” Damon ~”Hey it got me this girl, didn’t it? Once everybody has had a round, she looks at me very confused. Skye ~”But who is the looser?” Damon ~”Baby everybody is losers.” Skye ~”Oh that sucks.” Damon ~”I can pull one more then we can decide who the loser is really.” Skye ~”Ok.” Damon ~”Last one. Has sex while watching TV.” Skye ~”Damon.” Amber ~”Mason.” Mason ~”Damon.”

“You know what’s pathetic? You two losers sitting here trash-talking a woman who just kicked your asses in a race.” They turned, surprise flickering across their faces. “What did you say?!” the first guy sneered, trying to regain his composure. “I said you’re both losers,” I shot back. “You should be embarrassed to lose to someone you think is just a ‘widow’ playing the grieving card. Clearly, I’m just better than you two.” Their expressions soured, and I could see the anger brewing. “You think you’re tough, huh?” the second guy spat. “You’re just a sad little girl looking for attention!”

“Just… wondering if you even know the meaning of ‘take it easy.’” She smirked, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “Not in my dictionary.” Brinn groaned, rolling Lily off him with a grunt. “We should have a real match. You, me, Aya, and Sari. Teams. Winner gets—” “Dinner?” Lily chirped hopefully. “Dinner’s not a prize,” Sari said, dry as old parchment. Aya tilted her head. “Losers have to do the winner’s chores.”

For someone who fed off other people’s fear, being ignored was the worst punishment. From the corner of my eye, I noticed a smirk tugging at Tricia’s lips. She leaned into it, taking in the scene like she was watching her favorite movie. “That is what you are. A… looseeeeeerrrr.” She dragged the word until it sounded ugly in my ears. Adrian’s tone heightened, sharp and mocking this time. “Loser. Loser. Loser…” He gestured on the students with his hand, and, like sheep, they joined in.

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.

"Better than Ryan." I frowned slightly. "So if we compete against them, we're definitely going to lose." Ryan laughed. "Not necessarily. Maybe you'll have beginner's luck today." Ethan nodded. "And my game's been off lately anyway." I bit my lip thoughtfully. "How about we make it more interesting? Losers have to go up to a stranger of the same sex and say 'I love you.'" A breeze blew my hair into my face, and Aiden gently brushed it away. "What do you think of that challenge?"

“Ex– excuse me?” “Look Marlon Gustave in the eyes and tell him that he is a pathetic loser.” Marlon was staring at me intensely, as if daring me to do it. “You're a loser, Marlon.” The words roll off my tongue very easily. Too easily. A dry laugh comes from Marlon’s lips. “Thank you, Wayne. Have a wonderful day. Same to the rest of you, losers. Except for Marlon, he is the biggest loser here.” He leaves the class with as much haste as he came with.

“I was thinking they might take that out a few years ago because it’s not PC or family friendly, but as far as I know, they’re still going to do it.” “What is it?” He wasn’t sure he wanted to know. Memory sighed. “All of the losers line up, and the winners stand across from them, about six feet away. Then, when the signal is given, the winners launch a snowball into the face of the losers. It’s... painful and humiliating. Unless you get a nice person who doesn’t aim for your face or throw it as hard as they can.” “That sounds brutal. And your grandma participated in this?” “Not for years. No one ever beams the elderly in the fac

No matter what happened to the loser, they would not hold the winner liable for damages. There was also a supplementary clause about the ten million dollar bet. The loser would have to pay up in three days, and they were not allowed to renege on their promise. If they tried, the winner could use all means to forcefully collect the debt, even if it meant destroying the winner’s family and life.

¨ It´s okay, but you could have waited for her to get out¨, he reasoned and once again,and there was silence. ¨You know you could just tell them¨, she said silently, a hint of grievance laced in her voice as she looked at him in the eyes. Mr Larson stood up and began pacing about, ¨I can´t¨ he mumbled the words out and Lila turned her face away. ¨You don´t know how it feels like being labeled an imposter, I loved Amy equally and it hurts me too that she isn´t here,¨ she paused and looked up at him with pleading eyes