Lucky Me Novels & Stories

She hesitated feeling like she’d intruded on something. “Oh lisa!” Mira said spotting her and jumping up, holding the stringlet awkwardly in her hand. “This is Ridley, Lord Ridley.” “Hi, it’s nice to meet you.” lisa said as the man got up and smiled at her. “We’ve already met actually. I was part of the retinue that brought you from Lord Ghosh.” He replied. “Oh yes I remember.” lisa replied smiling. That whole journey had felt like a lifetime ago. Before she believed she was Fate. Before she’d started to accept her fate she realised.

me : oh mehak : what happened lucky me : nothing mehak : say truth (I explained everything to her her expressions changed) me : this is what happened mehak : I never thought you're this kind of person lucky me : what do you mean mehak : how can you speak to a girl like that I'm really impressed by her character now but angry on you because you hurted her me : what I can do you know about mehak : shut up how many days you'll be like this yeah I know everything so what I want someone to change you I want someone to be your soulmate but you never cares about others me : should I ruin her life mehak : who asked to do that

"He's coming!" Suzanne glanced up from her tablet to see an excited looking Yvonne Long squealing like a little girl. "Good, then you'd better give me the lottery numbers," Suzanne stuck her tongue out at the ghost. "Alright, listen carefully. I'll only say this once. 32-8-56-17-9-94." Suzanne smiled. "Got it," she said as she quickly typed the numbers into her tablet. By was she going to go on a shopping spree after all this was over.

“Erm... yeah sure. I think I want a fruit punch.” He nods and begins to walk away, “One fruit punch coming right up.” Suddenly all the lights switch off and there is just one spotlight to one side focusing on Melissa. I see her holding a microphone and she once again flashes an evil smile at me, making me realize that bad is about to happen. She says, “Hey everyone, I am Melissa as all of you know. Today I want to give Liam his birthday present and I am going to give it to him right now, right here.”

I'm a good luck charm to my wife by nature. After marrying me, Heather Seymour, who's crippled because of a car crash, miraculously stands up on her own and gets to ditch the wheelchair. On top of that, her business is booming as well. In less than half a year, she successfully establishes her own company. After Heather's company goes public, she tells me with a smile that she wants to give me a huge gift at the celebration party. I'm filled with anticipation, thinking that Heather finally wants to fulfill her promise of having a child with me. But instead, Heather is seen lacing fingers with her subordinate, Lucas Mallard, at the celebration party. Not only does she announce her relations

Perhaps I looked too calm. I was so calm that Josie couldn't ignore me. Her eyes kept drifting back to me. When it was her turn to take the stage, she dragged Alex along. She was smiling brightly. "The reason I'm standing here today is because of my brother. During the earthquake years ago, he was abandoned and missed his chance to be rescued. Although he survived, he was never able to live like a normal person. "I'm grateful that I became a doctor and was able to achieve this medical breakthrough!"

"Honey, I bought this for you. Here. If I gamble, I'll definitely have good luck, won't I?" I smiled as I took it. "Of course. You'll have all the luck in the world." Then I added, sweetly, "And Honey, you want your parents to be healthy and live long, full lives, don't you?" Clutching the locket and bangle, lost in fantasies of wealth, he replied carelessly, "Of course." That night, I bought him a ticket to a casino notorious for its shady dealings. Through the barrage, I watched it all unfold in real time.

When you have a tattoo like that fused to your skin—the indelible mark of the orphanage—no words are necessary to show that you are not part of the family. It doesn’t matter how much money you have. It doesn’t matter how many casinos you own. You’re still the abandoned kid. “Want some company?” a female voice interrupted his obsessive thoughts. He looked up. It was Lily, a high-class escort he knew and used the services of. “No.” “Sebastian, you’re always so kind,” she said sarcastically, but there was a smile on her lips. “And you, always inconvenient.” “I’m just doing my job... When I see a rich man getting drunk alone, I’m sure I’ll get a lot of money out of him.”

Lucky " I'm meeting with Dave so I don't think I can go with you today maybe tomorrow since it's weekend" Cristina said, Lucky frown and clear his throat " Your male friend " " Yes " " I thought he was in New York " " He came back yesterday " " Um.mm " " What's that " Cristina said and look at him " So, just like that you are going to choose him over me " " Don't start please Lucky I thought we are fine now, tomorrow is Saturday I will go out with you , I already promised him i can't cancel now "

On the first page, hand-written in gold ink, were the words: Three Wishes. Below it, my signature. A promise. “Anything you want,” I said quietly, “Three wishes. I’ll fulfill them. No questions asked.” Silvia’s brows lifted. “Even if I ask you to stop the sun from setting?” I smiled. “I’ll buy it time.” Her lips parted, eyes shimmering, and for a moment, she looked at me like I was the only real thing in the world. “You’ve worn jewels,” I added, voice soft now. “You’ve had photos, gowns, flashes, and flowers. But this... this is me giving you something real. Anything your heart desires.”