Lucky Stars Novels & Stories

Neo bites down hard on his bottom lip, fisting his palms on his thighs. "Great call!" Odette cheered, "Lucky is like the hottest guy who has ever asked you out. I'm sure he'll be more than happy to attend the party with you and potentially meet your brother. But seriously, Star, do you like him? Lucky is a great guy—" "He's trying to use you as a rebound," Neo snapped, "don't fall for it!" "Well, I'm not planning to love him, just lose my virginity," she shrugged nonchalantly. Neo opened his mouth to object, but Odette smacked his shoulder.

And if being lucky enough means looking for the answer for eternities, I’m not going to do it. I might rather stay unlucky forever.

By this time, Lucky had fallen asleep while watching her cartoon. While Luke excused himself to go to his friends, Camila took Lucky to bed. Despite the day’s sad beginning, it seemed that God planned for other good things as now she was the owner of a big house. This should call for a celebration but sadly she was all alone, so alone with no one to share this day with.

"So I was thinking starbucks , we can have donuts or something? " "yeah , sure" We go to starbucks and order our stuff. I order myself a chocolate filled donut with chocochips and coffee with creamer ,while harry orders himself a croissant and a black coffee. After eating , we go to my place so i can change and then we leave for the show . when we enter the set i say,"thanks haz, i had lots of fun " "That's not how you thank someone" "What are yo-" harry cuts me off by smashing his lips onto mine, not caring if someone gets a picture of us kissing or the people staring ,so i do the same , i kiss back.

We humans were more, so much more than they gave us credit for. I raised my arms. Spread them wide as I lifted my palms to the heavens. "I am a Star Mistress. I call upon the power of my circle. My birthright. My place among the stars was set before I was knit together in my mother's womb." The stars brightened as if each of them were small suns. I felt each one's power deep inside me. As if every single star was connected to one of my cells, I called on their power. As it rose within me, my body lifted off the balcony. Matilda had said my magic would lead me true. I was banking on that.

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.

Seven years with Luke Bates, and he still can't remember that I have a seafood allergy. Yet he treats that faded lucky charm locket in his car like a sacred treasure. Inside lies a note that says, "May God bless that specific someone with top marks. If it works, I'll go vegan for three months." Luke calls it a prank by his high school buddy and tells me not to get jealous over nothing right before we register our marriage. I believe him, happily pouring my heart into planning our wedding. Then comes today. I accompany him back to his hometown for a banquet, only for a woman in a floral dress to burst through the door with tears pooling in her eyes. The elders pulled her over, their fac

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

On the night of my 30th birthday, I waited until the early hours of the morning, but my husband, Theodore Hawk never showed up. Instead, I came across an Instagram post from his childhood sweetheart, Emily Gallagher. [What romantic is not the starry night, it's having you by my side.] In the picture, she was wearing a delicate, sky-blue camisole that revealed just enough to charm and seduce. A man stood close behind her, his hand firmly gripping her waist.

" Silently, I looked at her angry expression. "He's gone—gone with the baby." The nurse covered her mouth, looking apologetic. "I'm sorry." I smiled and shook my head, but my gaze fell on Chloe Bennett's latest social media post. In it was a man with a cigarette between his lips. He was shirtless, his sculpted abs illuminated under dim lighting. His head was lowered, one hand unbuckling his belt—impatient, almost desperate. The caption read, "When the earthquake struck, he rushed to me without hesitation. The fireworks in the sky bore witness—from that moment on, we belonged to each other."