Lucky Charm Novels & Stories

he asked the goddess, who was watching him with a satisfied smile. "My blessing," she said simply. "Now my magic is in you, Simon." "But what does that mean?" he asked her. "What does your blessing give me?" "Well, quite a lot of things actually," she said breezily. "You are now permanently immune to all STDs. You cannot get a woman pregnant unless you specifically want to. But those are just bonuses, really. The biggest blessing -- the one that is really going to change your life, Simon -- is that I have cast on you a very powerful charm of luck."

"Honey, I bought this for you. Here. If I gamble, I'll definitely have good luck, won't I?" I smiled as I took it. "Of course. You'll have all the luck in the world." Then I added, sweetly, "And Honey, you want your parents to be healthy and live long, full lives, don't you?" Clutching the locket and bangle, lost in fantasies of wealth, he replied carelessly, "Of course." That night, I bought him a ticket to a casino notorious for its shady dealings. Through the barrage, I watched it all unfold in real time.

I rubbed my stinging neck and met her gaze with serenity as I replied, "This is my lucky charm." "Absurd!" Betty's cheeks turned a fiery red as she thrust the lucky charm at the onlookers. "Take a good look, everyone. This charm has 'Clark' etched on the back. It's obviously the treasured heirloom of the Clark family!" She turned the charm over, and there it was: the name 'Clark' handcarved into the metal. "Aria, you didn't steal from my husband, did you?" Betty questioned. The relatives around us burst into a frenzy.

For me, it was a small stuffed elephant Ryan had won for me at a fair when I was four. It was ratty, but clean, and the same good luck charm I’d had with me throughout every single phase of life, from the day he proudly presented it to me at that fair. He was eight at the time, missing a few teeth, and when he handed it over, his chest was swollen with pride for having won it. “Okay, everyone.” Craig’s voice boomed from the front of the massive office—bullpen, I corrected myself mentally. “Insert your name as a username, and a computer-generated password will pop up. You’ll need to change that password to one you’ve chosen yourself before you continue.”

He was young then and a jerk too. Sarah rose to her feet. “You're at the beach. Why not have some fun, relax and forget about him. You've got a lot of things going on in your life already. This would only make things more complicated.” She chuckled. “You'd probably end up using him as a rebound.” Rebound. That word felt like a slap because Sarah wasn't exactly wrong. The whole point of her coming down here was to find a distraction and Anthony looked like the perfect fit for her type of distraction.

Seven years with Luke Bates, and he still can't remember that I have a seafood allergy. Yet he treats that faded lucky charm locket in his car like a sacred treasure. Inside lies a note that says, "May God bless that specific someone with top marks. If it works, I'll go vegan for three months." Luke calls it a prank by his high school buddy and tells me not to get jealous over nothing right before we register our marriage. I believe him, happily pouring my heart into planning our wedding. Then comes today. I accompany him back to his hometown for a banquet, only for a woman in a floral dress to burst through the door with tears pooling in her eyes. The e

Should the offering incur the most disfavor from the Lord, the offerer will be executed on the spot. [The banquet commences in the evening.] Cassian's eyes twinkled with excitement, just like a hunter that had found his prey. Still, he said calmly, "Interesting. This is our chance at victory!" "Chance? What chance?" Elara asked. Cassian's voice was at once enthusiastic, "Find something the Boss likes, and we get the right to make a wish. And I shall be the one who leads everyone to victory." Everyone's eyes lit up, suddenly regarding him as their savior.

she pleaded. “I have to go. I have an appointment.” And for the first time, she left the orphanage without looking back. Karen took a long, relaxing bath, letting the hot water wash away the weight of the day. She applied light, almost imperceptible makeup and put on a strapless dress that revealed the birthmark on her skin—as well as the tattoo on her arm. She remembered how, at the orphanage, the other children used to say that mark was a sign of good luck. For the first time, she believed it.

She thought about the husband who had unhesitatingly taken the fall and was handcuffed for her, the man who had once looked at her like she was his entire world and given her all his devotion and loyalty. If… If only she hadn't done what she did, the woman standing under the sky full of fireworks now, wearing a ten-carat diamond ring, and enjoying the envy of the world and endless devotion would have been her! Two lines of turbid, bloody tears rolled down from her ulcerated eyes. Her heart rate monitor emitted a piercing, long sound as the squiggly line representing life flatlined into a straight line. … Meanwhile, under the dazzling lights, golden confetti and flower petals drifted down fro

"With me at the table today, winning's a sure thing! I'm basically a lucky charm. Who'd pass that up?" Regina Wade said, gazing at everyone confidently. In that instant, I realized I had been reborn! In my previous life, Regina kept claiming she was a lucky charm. Everyone who took her advice and joined the bet struck it rich. But I was the only one who lost everything. I thought once I paid off my gambling debts, it would be over, but things only got worse.