Lucky Loser Book Review Novels & Stories

After five years of marriage, Gabrielle Jamison stumbles upon her husband, Morgan Quilton, with his mistress. He's even brought their son, Casper Quilton, with him. Casper pretends not to know her, and Morgan doesn't even bother to hide his contempt. Gabrielle looks around at the room full of impeccably dressed guests. She twists the hem of her wrinkled shirt, then looks at her own haggard reflection in the mirror. The brilliant golden girl she used to be is gone without a trace. In that instant, she loses all hope in Morgan and Casper. So, when Morgan tells her he wants a divorce, she quietly says yes. From then on, every outrageous demand from his side of the family gets a hard no. Si

“ okay, Lena, you got this. Breathe, breathe nice and slow. “ while I'm breathing, I'm so overwhelmed that I fall to my knees. The sun glazing over my face forces my eyes open. I look around, not knowing where I am or how I got here. I slowly get up, looking around my surroundings. “ hmm, that's weird. How did I get here? “ I located my phone off the ground with only six percent left. I quickly downloaded Lyft so I could get home. Once the Lyft arrived, I felt awkward because I did not have shoes, my clothes were dirty, my hair was all over the place, looks like I'd been in a fight. I get into the car, trying not to look directly at the driver. I face the window, but my eyes are sore, so I a

This book has found you for a reason. Or maybe fate has led you here. So buckle up, sit back, grab some popcorn and relax as I take you on this chaotic ride that is going to change your life forever. I will tell you how I became a trillionaire, got revenge on my enemies and had the most eligible and richest bachelors chasing me at the age of eighteen. Only a complete nincompoop will dare to close their eyes and shut their ears as I tell my story. Don’t do that.

HE said. Patrice gave him a sheer look. “What do you mean?” She asked. L smiled. “You are an orphan. You grew up in an orphanage. You were released when you are legal. You were able to stand up for yourself. You were able to send yourself to school. You are even excelling at school even if you have a job. You made it. Don’t you think that’s luck as well?” He asked. Patrice was shocked to hear all those words from L. He was just too sensible today. Or at least this time. He says the right words. Those right comforting words that she ever badly want to hear. Just awesome.

"Damian! Since when do you invite strangers to eat with us? Did you ask me first?" I gave a dismissive shrug. "No thanks. I have things to do." Honestly, I did not know why she still acted so smug. Clara had already filled me in on their situation earlier. Apparently, after I left, both Damian and Waverly had been fired from their jobs for 'improper conduct' and the negative attention their scandal attracted. Since then, Damian had been selling boxed lunches on the street to support their family. Waverly was, as always, a handful. Clara said she fought with Damian every other day and threw full-blown tantrums whenever things did not go her way.

Exhaustion is taking over, and I am having trouble keeping my eyes open. Right before my eyes close, the last thing I see is Braxius's blue-green eyes filled with love and sorrow. Except, I somehow know everything will be all right with him. That only thought is making my leaving easier, and I stop fighting the darkness. I am floating away towards total oblivion. I am having a few brief flashbacks of my short life of twenty-two years and growing up in New Jersey with Meena, my younger sister of nine months. I accepted my entry-level position at a prestigious marketing firm and graduating from college with honors as a business major with a minor in history.