Lucky Loser Book Review Novels & Stories

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“You think you’re the only one who knows how to play games? You’ve used me for your little power struggle, and now you want to cry foul because I’ve finally turned the tables? Spare me your smelling outrage, Raymond.” I clenched my fists, fighting the urge to lash out. Lillian was cunning, ruthless even, but I had underestimated the lengths she’d go to. “If you think this changes anything, you’re mistaken,” I said, my voice hard. “A child won’t make me love you, Lillian. It won’t make me forget Aurora.” Her face twisted in fury, but before she could respond, the entrance door flew open. Lucas, my Beta, rushed in, his face pale.

John was her husband who was playing with her hard-earned money. Aslan smiled to himself. The moment arrived sooner than he expected and she entered the hall like an innocent deer lost in the woods. Her asshole husband had already lost his money and was overdrawn by $5000. At this point, he would have kicked anyone else out, but Aslan let the guy play. The more he plays, the more fun Aslan will be having. His friend Jeremy owned the place. Aslan was not into casino business and until now the idea had not visited him, but now, playing opposite this bastard, he was thinking about it. And why not? After all, the house always wins. Just like it was gonna win tonight.

Guys, please read it before jumping towards the story. Book 2 of “Her Bidder,” For a better understanding, I’ll suggest reading “Her Bidder” first. This book is a stand-alone. However, few things are there whose proper detail mentioned in its 1st book.

“They destroyed everything else. This is it. Whatever this is, Ursa’s going to need to be one hell of a storyteller.” Aisha looked down at the book, a suffocating feeling creeping up her lungs. But not for herself.

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And checkmate," Bryce states when he knocks over my King. Dammit! I begin to hand over his lost pieces, our fingers brushing, and a current shoots through my arm, causing me to pause. My heart speeds up, and desire sweeps through me, but I force myself to keep returning the chess pieces. I avoid his ever-watchful blue-green eyes when he says, "Is there anything you want to tell me, boy?" Oh shit! My heart is pounding in my ears. I'm sure that Bryce can detect the rhythmic thundering. "My lord?" I ask, trying to keep my tone smooth. "You are an extremely unusual and bright person, Page. For someone who comes from a lower-class family, I am surprised at the amount of knowledge you contain in y

Charlotte insisted on doing it herself. “I thought you might like this one,” she said as she handed me the book. “It’s about a man who loses everything. Then…he tries to get it back together little by little.” I glanced at the cover. The title was dramatic. So I said, flatly, “Sounds dramatic.” She let out a short laugh. I never heard someone laugheed like this before. She looked so innocent and pure. Well, she was a budding she-wolf and perhaps still figuring out how the world works.

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The case swung slightly ajar. Kael looked at the clasp on the floor. Then, at the open case, he saw a book. He picked up the book titled The Luck Bearers Vol. III, carefully opened it to the first page, and read the first line. The Luck Bearers are not mages. They are not warriors. They are not chosen by gods or blessed by divine hands. They are anomalies. Errors in the system. People around whom the laws of probability stop behaving, bending, warping, and rearranging in ways no one can predict, measure, or pull back under control.