Lucky Charm Novels & Stories

I'll be here waiting for that day. I really hope you won't mess it up. Pearl. I looked at the letter dumb founded. My world crushed as I came to know that she liked him where I was crazy for her. I took the box out of my pocket and opened it. There was a charm bracelet in it with three charms. A heart, to show her that I love her. A ring charm to let her know that she'll be my always and finally a house for making her understand that she is my home.

So never expect things to happen because the best things in life are the ones you didn't expect the most. Who knows, you might accidentally swap phones with a celebrity and you'll just get lucky? ~ FIN.

I whisper inside, you have to keep going. Evelyn stands at the front, talking about confidence and power. Her words are sharp, and they hit me straight. “Charm is a tool,” she says. “So is your mind. Use both.” I write it down even though I already know what she means. She doesn’t talk about luck or chance. She talks about choice, and I want to believe I still have that.

They were going to look for Taji, but now they had to make sure they found him. They knew Lucky always felt like it was her fault that Charms didn't have a father. She wished she had never left home to do some secret mission. She promised herself that she would never have another baby without the father being around. She would look at Charms with sad eyes, even though she couldn't see, Charms could hear all the children talking about their dads and all the things they did when they went home. Her daughter would walk away and focused on her computer because couldn’t join the conversation without a dad. Charms would always blow it off like it wasn't a big deal and that having an awesome momma

I mumbled, holding the bracelet out to him. He looked at me, his forehead crinkling in confusion. "What's this?" "It's a lucky charm," He laughed suddenly, a rich sound that filled the car. "A lucky charm, huh?" "Yeah. Don't you believe in those things?" "Well, not really. I mean, who needs a lucky charm when you have yourself, right?" I rolled my eyes. "Well, I believe in them," He looked at me with amusement. "Did you just roll your eyes at me?"

she said, putting her hand on the table. Kaspar held the woman's hand and looked into her palm. He noticed the lucky charm bracelet made of plain-looking beads made from a stone and smiled brightly. Nice! Another one of her overpriced products was sold today. “I see, you finally bought the lucky charm bracelet. From now on, your life will change. After being loveless for five years, this year you are going to meet the one guy that will sweep you up on your feet and propose marriage to you in just three months of dating...” The desperate woman smiled, pleased with what she had heard from him. A clear confirmation of her lifelong

"His fated person. Since you're his girlfriend, it should be you." "Me?" Lauren forced an awkward smile. She was barely keeping her own job. How was she supposed to save Aaron's entire company? After thanking the fortune teller, the two of them got up to leave. Before they left, the teller handed them each a charm. "Give this to someone close to you. It will bring peace and protection." They took the charms and walked out. Lauren muttered, "This whole thing is definitely inaccurate." "Fortune readings are more for peace of mind," Serena replied. "Don't take them too seriously."

“Have you ever heard of ‘lucky charms’?” Hearing that familiar voice, I couldn’t help but shiver. In my previous life, I thought my roommate, Rachel Young, was asking about jewelry or trinkets for good luck, so I recommended a few stores to her. But she simply smiled and shook her head, her expression turning mysterious as she revealed, "The 'luck' in these charms comes from pregnancies." I stared at her, utterly baffled, but Rachel leaned in closer, her smile growing even more enigmatic, and whispered in my ear, "I’m pregnant."

“Maxine might. If I can get past the front gates without her hexing me into ash.” “You still have that amulet I gave you?” It wasn’t an amulet that did anything. Mostly, it was a good luck charm I had given to her a while back, and I thought she would look good with it. But it had become a bit of a lucky charm for Lia. In tense situations like this, I would quietly mention “Of course I do,” she said, tapping her chest. “Not exactly subtle, but it does the job.” “Good,” I muttered, pouring coffee into a mug and sliding it her way.

I say, because — well, it is. He shakes it, the keychain swinging between us like an accusation. “This!” He jerks the charm toward me. “What the fuck is this?” I’m not sure if it’s a trick question or if he really doesn’t know. “I — it’s —” I stammer, my mouth moves faster than my brain. “A keychain. For … keys …” “Where did you get it?” He’s clearly trying very hard to keep his anger intact. “A nurse … she sold them to raise funds for a little girl’s artificial leg.” I manage. “I bought one for Leyla, and she gave me this one for free. Said I should carry it with me … it’s a good luck charm.”