Luck Turns The Tables Novels & Stories

“Do you guys lube the cups or something?” Luke, aka Mr. Tall Montana himself, was already doubled over laughing. “Blue, you’re either cursed or you’re hustling the hell out of us.” “She’s cursed,” Sadie called from across the table. “And tipsy.” “Don’t even look at me, Sadie. You flipped your cup backwards during slip-and-slide flip cup. You’re on thin ice.” Luke leaned in close, a playful smirk on his face. “You know this game only gets more dangerous the worse you are at it, right?”

Soon the man came marching out, all the women on the table stood up and those who were low ranking behind us were enthusiastic but what was about to happen now was only for those at the luna's table. "Harley ladies we have to wish the men good luck," Carla looked at me with a sly grin, "indeed some people here will need it," If Sebastian did not come back with the best flooring game today I would have to lose a huge sum of money. That was already enough of a risk but I had to admit that seeing Carla smile like that really got to me. "Well you know if I don't support my mate who will?" I said, throwing my own jab at her. Her face paled with shame and her teeth tightened. "How about we make th

"I won't let you rob me of what's rightfully mine! I'll show you that luck can't be bought." Alpha Nathan, sensing the mounting pressure, reveled in his victories. His smug grin painted a picture of arrogance as he reveled in his ill-gotten gains. "Lady Luck is on my side tonight, Ryder. Your fortune pales in comparison." At the very end, Alpha Nathan confidently placed his cards on the table, showing off a winning combination. "I won again! Time for you to give up," he taunted with a smirk. Alpha Ryder, boiling with anger, clenched his fists on the table.

In my past life, my memory had worsened after I'd lent Whitney my luck, and misfortune had followed me everywhere. Even though I still had some of my luck, half had gone to Whitney. That left me with only half. Indeed, my luck wasn't unlimited. Once it was gone, it was over. That was what the fortune-teller had told me, looking deadly serious. So I could only rely on hard work. It didn't bother me because I didn't regret lending my luck to Whitney before. She'd deserved it because she'd given me the warmth I desperately needed at that time. From that moment on, though, we would walk our separate paths.

he muttered before licking his lips with his tongue, Nate's eyes moved to his lips and he swallowed before quickly looking away and back up at his face How was he so sure he wouldn't lose, he has never been on the good side of luck, and a game like this that is based off luck, he might lose even before the game starts. "Don't think about it too much, just relax and let your luck do all the work, think of it as an already closed business deal" he muttered as he faced the table again, shoving his hands into his pocket, Nate followed suit and looked at the table, his eyes moving up to look at the man watching them both with a smile on his face.

Luke glanced at everyone's suspicious faces, a grin making its way to his lips as he replied, "Just the luck of the draw, my friends. It seems the cards are in my favor tonight." Liam, faking frustration, said "Well, I hope you're ready to share some of that luck. My wallet's not feeling too generous tonight." Karen chuckled, joining in the talk, she sarcastically said, "Luke, if you keep winning like this, we might have to check your cards for special markings." Liam glanced at Karen, nodding in agreement as he sarcastically said. "You know what, that's a good idea, let's check his cards, I bet they have special markings."

I could feel the panic starting to take hold of her, which only increased my irritation with the guys at the table. "Lucky, you c#!," another growled, pushing his chair back. "Either you explain how you're winning everything, or you'll regret coming here." "Calm down, guys," I tried, keeping my tone diplomatic. "I'm out of the next round, okay? I won't even touch the cards." I looked at Davina, who whispered, so low that only I could hear. "How are you doing this? All that money..." I smiled, trying to keep things light.

When she noticed the ticket in my hand, her face contorted for a split second before she forced a strained smile. "Oh, really? Speaking of which, I've had such rotten luck lately, so I was thinking of scratching a few tickets myself to turn things around. Evie, could you give me that one?" With that, she actually reached over to snatch it. I knew that I'd watch another million dollars fly out the window if she got her hands on the ticket, so I quickly dodged her, put some distance between us, and scratched it in a few quick strokes. A second later, my phone chimed with the notification of another million dollars deposited into my account.

They kissed as soon as they hugged each other, rejoicing in their win. The other party was shaking, but he managed to accuse the winner of cheating. The winning party didn’t stay quiet either and opposed his accusation. They stopped as soon as the croupier declared that the man didn’t cheat. “Ugh!!!! My two million!!”, shouted the man who lost. He left the table crying while the other person told the croupier about another deal. It was the same scene on other gambling tables. Some were the winners and others were the losers. This is the life of gambling because it has only two sides: Win and lose. The main player here was luck and people’s strategy, but mostly luck.

Everyone around us went silent as they shot me sympathetic glances. In my past life, though I hadn't humiliated her like this, I had given her a card loaded with five million dollars the moment the redevelopment compensation was deposited. This was so she could try to build a better life. Looking back now, my kindness might have seemed like the ultimate show of arrogance and mockery in her eyes. I looked at her calmly. "Mina, have you ever wondered why all this good luck is suddenly coming your way?" Mina blinked, then burst out laughing like she had heard the funniest joke.