Lucky Loser Book Review Novels & Stories

Jayden looked up from the file in his hand. "Yup!" lucas popped the P. "We've got a prime piece of real estate in the downtown area, ripe for development. With your company's resources and expertise, we could turn it into a luxury condominium complex. The profits would be astronomical." he said, leaning back in his seat. I frowned at his carefree attitiude. 'who was this?' I thought, curious. he had a typical mafioso vibe to him. Scar on his right brow, tatoos peeking out of his unbuttoned shirt, ring covered fingers.

“I didn’t. Not until I caught them. He called me bad luck, Liz. Said ever since he married me, everything went downhill. Like I was the reason for his gambling, his debt, his pathetic life choices.” “He’s projecting,” she snapped. “He knows exactly what he is - a coward looking for someone to blame.” I stayed in the guest room that night. Curled up in a bed that wasn’t mine, but felt safer than anything I’d slept in for years. I stared at the ceiling for hours. Sleep didn’t come easy, but the silence was different now. It wasn’t hollow-it was healing. Time moved differently at Eliza’s penthouse.

“Right! Miss Cast said anything she wanted, she already packed and took. Everything left in the apartment is trash we can throw out.” She said it casually, almost cheerfully, and tossed the entire box outside. All those memories, every soft, stupidly happy moment between us, tumbled straight into the trash. Adrian walked away like a man who had forgotten how to breathe. The streets were empty on New Year’s Eve, except for couples leaning into each other, wrapped in their own little worlds. But to him, every pair of lovers blurred into— Me and that man in Miami.

I let out a cold laugh and hailed a cab. Instead of going to the company, I headed straight for the lottery center. "Hello. I'm the winner of the 800-thousand-dollar prize from this morning. I'd like to have a notarized certification of my winnings, please." In my previous life, I had been so anxious to pay for my daughter's surgery that I never got around to having the prize money notarized. By the time I was framed and tried to come back for it, a staff member at the lottery center had already been bribed by Russell and Kristen.

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“Who would’ve thought this loser of her has been very faithful to her throughout these four years…” “Moreover, the loser is willing to do everything for her. He would never abandon Claire even if it means to be despised by the world.” “What’s more, the loser has turned over a new leaf and become a reputable Master Wade who is respected by all the Aurous Hill VIPs. Isn't he a powerful potential market stock?” “Look at Charlie. He’s your typical kind of reliable man…” “As for Gerald, what’s the point of being rich?” “He’s just another selfish coward who has slipped away in times of darkness.”

When I looked up, Zara's sly smile made me shiver. Suddenly, the bedspread beneath me ripped right where I sat. Everyone gasped. I slipped off the bed and hit my head against the wall. My forehead throbbed, and my elbow burned. Zara, tears streaking down her face, pointed at the ripped bedspread. "It's fine if you don't want to bless us. But tearing the bedspread? Are you trying to ruin our wedding night?" The sycophants around us jumped in. "She obviously did it on purpose! Breaking the bedspread on the first night is terrible luck for the couple. She's so evil!"

was a brief, beautiful illusion, a moment of calm before the storm that would decide the fate of the three cities. The "Loser Heir" was coming home to Townsville. And the world was waiting to see if she would truly become the queen she was born to be.

"Do you think everything in this world can be bought with money? Apart from being born lucky, what do you have?" He looked down at Elena, who was crying her heart out in his arms, his movements as gentle as if he were protecting a rare treasure. "Elena is a woman with a soul, a noble woman. She's different from a Mafia viper like you, who reeks of old money!" Mafia viper? Hearing that term, I actually wanted to laugh. In my past life, to help him gain legitimacy, to turn him from a killer in the shadows into a legal business elite, how much blood did I get on my hands? How many bullets did I take for him?

Hi Everyone. I hope you are enjoying the second volume of the Who's The Loser Series. I will be taking the rest of the year off to celebrate the holiday season. Rest assured, I will be back at the new year to continue writing this book, among others. There will be more twists and turns along the way. And as always, your support, comments and feedback are always appreciated. Please leave a comment to let me know how I am doing with the story and how I can improve in the future.