Losers Part 2 Novels & Stories

But I'm sure I'll be fine as long as I'm far from that two faced cheating bastard. "Take care of yourself ok?" Jeremy hugged me and walked back to his car. Once again it's just me, myself and I. ****** "I lost them all but guess what?" Sylvester grinned cheerfully. Raring to spill out the good news. "What?" Catherine paid rapid attention. "They've finally been separated without any harm done to them" Sylvester spilled the beans. "Are you serious?" "Hell yeah.... I told you it would work" Catherine squealed in excitement, it was all coming together, everything they had worked for was finally achieved. There was no need for bloodshed, murder or kidnapping to seperate those two.

The constant buzzing was giving me a headache, so I blocked Grayson and Vidar. At last, silence.

At that instant, the corner of her lips lifted to form a smirk, and running her hand through her hair, she stated in a complacent manner: “Loser, every single one of you! Hahaha! Goddamn, weaklings! And on top of that, all of you’re sore losers who looks fucking ugly. Might I mention that your breath stinks as well. This is so nauseating. Damn! This place is disgusting, just like all of you. Bunch of lowlifes. Coming here to lick each others wound. Too pathetic I swear. You shouldn’t even be coming to gambling since all you do is lose. Is it fun to earn consecutive loses? How does it feel like? Since I never got to experience it, I am curious. What? What? What are you glaring at? Someone lik

Barbara spoke but Nancy immediately cut in. “How long..." Barbara and Boris didn't dare say a word. “How long has this been going on?" Nancy asked once more, this time her voice was thunderous. “Two years," the words escaped Barbara's mouth before she could comprehend. Nancy burst into a hellacious laugh, but before she could speak, the system's voice cut through. “Time elapsed." The arena fell deadly silent. "The losers are Gavin and Melissa."

~This life like a war I'm always the loser You were my savior (No doubt, no doubt, no doubt) On the edge of the cliff your light leads me Making me a winner (So right, so right, so right)~ -(TXT) Loser=Lover ---- ---- ----- ----- --- ------ ------ --------- Stefanos:

One drunk night with my best friend's brother, Eddie Sutton, and I became his secret girlfriend. Eight years later, my family finally snapped. They gave me a deadline and lined up a guy for me to marry. "Eddie, my family gave me a deadline. I have to get married this year." He went quiet, then kissed my forehead. Same old answer. "Just wait a little longer." Not long after, I found a post from his intern, Gina Yapp. The photo was of her and Eddie's marriage license. Caption: [CEO secured.] What I couldn't get in eight years, she got in three months. I swallowed the bitterness and hit Like. Then I commented: [Congrats. Wishing you both a happy life.] After that, I accepted the w

Nelly said. Crown I didn’t want to show my face on the video call because it would bring up too many questions. It surprised me that Nelly still had Orion’s number. They did have a fling back in the day, but they both didn’t dwell on one night. Maybe she harbored feelings for Orion, whatever the case, I didn’t want her to see me on the screen. From the little footage I could see, those people moved too precisely. They had an objective and a target. Was this all planned? It was originally just Shan and Lara. Nelly invited herself and she called Orion. Coincidence? Possibly, but I don’t have the impression that Nelly would do this. When I arrived at the scene, Doc Punk-ass Cameron w

“You didn’t!” He shook his head, “I did.” “What was it like?” “It was in a rough area of the city but it was clean. There was plenty of food in the cabinets. They shared a bedroom. There were photographs of the two of them on the refrigerator. I took them, thinking he might want them someday.” “Can I see them?” He got up and went into the office. I heard Cassy crying before he returned and he shouted, “I will get her.” They came back into bed.

I wanted to fight, to scream, but my limbs wouldn't obey. Tears spilled down my cheeks, blurring everything. I'm sorry… my pups… Just as despair swallowed me whole, a voice cut through the darkness—cold, sharp, and laced with deadly rage. "Let her go!"