Lucky Master Novels & Stories

She doesn't know how and what happened but she can only wait. "My Master is the most handsome man in this realm! The strongest! He can scare God's in just one look! No, he can kill them in just one look! No one can defeat my master! Beauty? Master has it! Riches? Master has it! Master called himself as TYCOON! The strongest among the Strongest! Master has it all! Master is an Immortal!" Butt proudly made an introduction. "....." "HAHAHA!" Luis Park laughed proudly.

The middle-aged man snorted as he continued holding the compass in his hand before speaking arrogantly, “I am Master Lennard who comes from twenty-two generations of Feng Shui masters! Do you really think that something as trivial as this will be a challenge for me? You are just a young kid, but you actually dare to call yourself a Feng Shui master? I am afraid you are nothing but an arrogant liar!” Charlie smiled as he looked at the black and red aura lingering around Master Lennard’s body with a bloody scent. He then said, “Master Lennard, since you are a Feng Shui master, why didn’t you predict your own fortune today? Don’t you know that a bloody disaster will befall you today?” Master Le

In my past life, my memory had worsened after I'd lent Whitney my luck, and misfortune had followed me everywhere. Even though I still had some of my luck, half had gone to Whitney. That left me with only half. Indeed, my luck wasn't unlimited. Once it was gone, it was over. That was what the fortune-teller had told me, looking deadly serious. So I could only rely on hard work. It didn't bother me because I didn't regret lending my luck to Whitney before. She'd deserved it because she'd given me the warmth I desperately needed at that time. From that moment on, though, we would walk our separate paths.

The system voice suddenly appeared in Lucas' mind, "Beep! Congratulations, master, for obtaining a chance for a random lucky draw." ... Lucas was stunned. It has been a long time since he had the chance to win the lucky draw. Without thinking too much, Lucas used the lucky draw this time. Suddenly, the virtual pointer needle in his mind kept spinning in the roulette. A few seconds later, the pointer stopped. "Congratulations, master, for winning the super Berserk x1." "Super Berserk: It increases battle strength by a thousandfold after usage." Lucas secretly smiled, thinking that whatever he wanted, he would get it.

"What's mine is yours. Take these—you can pawn them and start over. So you lost your job. You're a capable guy; you'll land on your feet." A greedy glint lit in his eyes as he snatched them. "You're right… you're right! With capital, I can turn this all around." I feigned sudden concern. "I've heard stories… they say one big win at a high-stakes table can set you up for life. But, Honey, promise me you won't gamble. We just don't have that kind of luck." The moment I said it, a dangerous hope ignited in his gaze. He fumbled in his pocket and pulled out a crumpled tissue. "Honey, I bought this for you. Here. If I gamble, I'll definitely have good luck, won't I?"

Then they’d watched, certain little Ruan, who’d christened herself Lucky— the Killer, Lucky the Devil— at the not-so-tender age of ten, would meet the same fate as the infamous Goddess: a life of struggle and sadness followed by an early exit at twenty-four. But why think about that now? she wondered as she ignored the ghost whispering from the shadows, another cigarette shoved between her lips, the phosphorous flame jumping as she struck the match. Lucky the Shadow, said the thing snarling from the corner.

Lucky ran over to Larissa when she gestured at him. "This guy is the person in charge of the mining area, and he's the leader of the people who have been torturing you all. "He's in your hands now. You can do whatever you want to him." Her words ignited the flicker of rage in the clones. Their blood was boiling now. Lucky glared at Bob. Bob shuddered in fear, shrieking, "You said you wouldn't kill me! You didn't keep your promise!"

Then my first blood came at twenty and within three weeks, the Master requested me, just like that my freedom ended before I even understood what freedom was. “You should be thankful your curse was corrected,” Mother Ruth continued sternly. “The Master sees purpose in you.” I stared at my reflection silently, purpose, that word sounded beautiful inside the Sanctuary, it was sacred and holy, but lately purpose felt too much like ownership. A knock sounded at the sewing room door before one of the guards stepped inside. “Mother Ruth,” he said respectfully, “the Master wishes to see the bride during supper tonight.” My chest tightened instantly. Mother Ruth smiled approvingly. “Of course.”

He would talk to Kales after he was found they needed to recruit and retrain people here "Do you think he can find him?" "We've tried everything besides the best have tried and couldn't do anything" "Third master is a computer wizard I'm telling you, he was the one handling everything they had to do with internet until he left with young master, he's super fast and ranks second in the hacking world check it then and don't try to compare him with little techs it's an insult to his achievements" They kept muttering amongst themselves causing Tonio to bang on the table, how could they still talk when someone, no their leader was in danger... wow the nerves

How many other high-ranking figures would show such respect to Grandmaster Burrey? Lucy felt most fortunate for having steadfastly followed Liam. However, soon, her face showed a trace of disappointment, and that was because Lucy felt as if she was drifting further and further away from Liam. Liam's voice rang out. He looked at Lucy with confusion and asked, "What are you thinking about? Why are you standing there motionless?" The next moment, Lucy raised her head, her beautiful face breaking into a radiant smile. Nothing! I was just thinking how lucky I am to know you, Grandmaster Burrey!"