Lucky Titles Novels & Stories

Grandma had pointed at her and screamed, calling her a self-righteous lunatic. "You either love a child, or you don’t. Why are you hiding behind this lottery nonsense? If you don’t want Silas Vale, I’ll take him back to the countryside right now. Otherwise, throw away that damned lottery box and love both children together!" Mom had sneered back coldly. "How I love my children is none of your business. I love both of them, of course. But there will always be bias. That can’t be controlled. "That’s exactly why I bought the lottery box to truly be fair. If they want something, they rely on their own luck. Their father and I won’t interfere. If he can’t draw the long stick, that just means he’s

Raina I stared at Evo's face, which was very serious, and then my gaze fell on the red box he took out from the pocket of his coat. It's a white gold wedding ring. A heart-shaped ring with an amethyst stone in the middle, which is my birthstone. It's very beautiful and obviously very expensive. But the question is, am I ready to enter into a marriage of convenience for the sake of my baby's safety? What if after I give birth, Evo divorces me and takes my child away, just as I fear might happen?

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

This was the lesson of six times giving way. That night, I could not sleep. I opened my phone. At the top was Iris Nightingale. "I will return to the Blackthorn territory next Wednesday." Her words marked the start of the sixth time I had to give way. I opened another message. A conversation between Silas and his brother, Nolan. "Calla is really good to you. Don't let her go this time." "For what this time?" Silas' reply was simple. "Iris was attacked. She needs protection. Without the Luna title, if she moves into the main house, people will call her a third party."