Lucky Romance Novels & Stories

Lucky mutter and left the classroom. After preparing the evil speech, Lucky knock at the teacher's cabin. "Come in" The teacher said and Lucky entered the room. "What is it? Is your parents here?" The teacher asked her. "No teacher. But I want to talk with you about something important" Lucky said. "What it is?" The teacher said and Lucky sat down in front of him. "I heard you have a beautiful mate" Lucky said. "What do you mean?" The teacher asked her. "What will happen if your mate got gang raped in front of public?" Lucky said evilly.

So it has been a year, and I have fallen for the club prez. Lucky is a really handsome guy. He has a heart of solid gold. He isn’t bad to look at either. He is tall, built, strong, tattooed he even has a nose ring. His hair is dirty blonde and his eyes Christ on a bike. His eyes are like a turquoise colour. The scruff on his face makes him more handsome, and I can see why the ladies love him.

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.

He told her about the first time he stayed here alone during a storm, and she listened, memorizing the small details in his voice. At one point, Anthony reached over to the small table and grabbed a deck of cards. “We’ve got nowhere to be. Want to play?” “You’re going to regret that,” she teased, sitting up. “I’m competitive.” “I know,” he said, smirking. “That’s why it’ll be fun.” They played for almost an hour, the fire burning low and the rain still steady outside. Lila won most rounds, but Anthony claimed it was pure luck. At one point, their laughter overlapped so perfectly that she realized she couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt this light.

All she ever wanted was a simple life with Chuck. Lorrie had been the one to fasten the protective charm around him, whispering, "I don't care if you're rich. I just want you safe, happy, and free from worry." He should've realized it sooner. Lorrie didn't stand out because she was meek. She stood out because, all this time, she was the one his heart had been searching for.

Lora turned to look at him and said, “Are you kidding me? You brought me to the city of love for a short trip! This is so sweet, baby.” Before Ryan could tell what was happening, Lora jumped on him and crashed her lips on his, her legs wrapping around his torso. “Thank you…” Lora said in between kisses. “I love this surprise so much.” Ryan placed Lora’s back against the window and kissed her fervently. He placed his hands under her ass for balance before slipping his tongue into her mouth and rolling it with hers, tasting her flavour. The two kissed like crazy in the luxurious room which was draped in soft, warm light. They forgot about the champagne in the bucket of ice and the candlelight

His warm hands on my face and his closeness set my body ablaze with my feelings for him, coupled with the soft words he was uttering. “Sandy,” he said softly and rubbed my cheekbones with his thumb. “I… After understanding what my heart is feeling… Sandy… I…” My heart hammered faster every second. Blood rushed through my body at a speed that my head started to get light. I was anxious to hear what he had to say. A part of me dreaded separation and the other part of me remained positive. “I know I’m the worst at romance, but this is me pouring my heart out.” He gulped. “Sandy… I… I love you.”

into his mouth, the cheese powder staying in his finger then it licks its one by one, his eyes never leaving The volleyball game on the television. "When you met your meet, how.....how does it feel?"he asks me. "I don't really know how to describe it,"I said. It's true. I don't even know how to put it into words, all I know is that Rebecca Thompson is my mate and no one else. I guess I could use the romantic statements, or what, found in most romance books. : Sing the love of your life is going

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Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.