Misfortune Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

All because I believed I was better than everyone else. I was rude, arrogant, and I treated everyone around me like little dolls I could manipulate and make to do my biding, but I made one fatal mistake.... I crossed the wrong woman and for that I believe I have sealed my fate. From her I took her husband, her three children, and her sanity. I created the psychotic monster she would soon become. She completely lost everything and when someone losses everything what does that person do? They seek revenge of course. Now if you came here for a love story or a happy ending you came to the wrong place. If you did I suggest you close this book and walk away now because the only thing you’re going

The only question now was: how long could he keep smiling? Adrian came from a poor family. His mother worked as a housekeeper, scraping together enough money to send him to a respectable university. After entering the workforce, he started at the very bottom and clawed his way up, step by step, to earn his current position. He believed that marrying the chairman’s daughter would launch him to success, but he didn’t realize that the title of "son-in-law" was just a convenient label. To the heiress, he was nothing more than a plaything to kill time with, and to her brother, a mobile organ donor.

"You're looking for a First Unfortunate?" A First Unfortunate? I recall a lesson about First Unfortunates. They handle most of their Fortunate's errands, attend most parties, and complete anything their Fortunate requested, both in and out of the bedroom. No other Fortunate can order a First Unfortunate around unless permitted by the owning Fortunate.

her mom said, while tears dripping down from her eyes, “mom, stop this you are doing, am not blaming you for my misfortune but blaming my destiny and my creator that creates me not to be lucky as others were lucky to come across fortune and secured a good life, but look at me, I thought I have secured a good life when I met Fred the son of a billionaire, and he also Is a billionaire, and after a while what did he do to me, he abandoned me because of my background and upbringing, mom never mind, I will sailed through” Fathia lamented,

I held both novels in my hands as I thought about my recent incident with that rude lady. “Is this fate?” I asked myself. “Do I really deserve a new beginning? Is this what the moon goddess has install for me? Maybe I wasn’t the one offered a new beginning. Perhaps I was granted a new beginning because I had just given birth and my child doesn’t deserve to suffer for my sins. If it wasn’t for him, I’m sure I would’ve been punished by the moon goddess for all my sins. Maybe my life is just like this sad novel. A tragic ending…is how my life would end. I should quit trying so hard to find happiness.”

It bewildered me how he had managed to discover my hiding place, especially since Felix had assured me it was foolproof. "What terrible luck! This is nothing but bad luck, Gosh!" I muttered angrily, my gaze fixed on the path ahead. Disappointment flooded my heart as I realized that, despite the risks I had taken, misfortune continued to haunt me relentlessly. Even at a time like this, bad luck found its way through. I felt I was in no way meant to get off the debt on me which was more frustrating than I ever imagined. I had believed that the moon goddess was on my side, supporting my escape, but it seemed that fate had decided otherwise. Bad luck was already beckoning me, ready to pounce on

Still, he'd been the only good thing in her otherwise miserable young life as it had been filled with hardship from the very beginning and the bonus of not only being unwanted by her parents, a harlot, and a sailor but the entirety of society as a whole due to her lack of status at birth. The mind of the drunken lad had not been on the redhead despite her moaning beneath him and the softness of her warm body providing the much-needed distraction from his ails as she had beforehand, his heart thought broken in the wake of a most unfortunate revelation had still belonged to the lass Noreen McCrayson who had been set to marry his elder brother Casimir DuChaine.

“I’ve hidden from many truths because I didn’t want to hurt my miracles. My family is the only lucky thing I’ve ever accomplished in all my years of living. Yesterday, I went to visit my best friend at her cabin, your godmother Gretchen, only to find her dead, and trafficked here by that Alpha Lucifer. Today, I’m still locked back in the old neighborhood that gave us the chance to start from zero. I bring nothing but bad luck to the only miracles I treasure. All I can hope is that one day I can live without suffering our survival.” Her confession weighed heavy. It wasn’t just about my pup’s death. It was the countless deaths she’d lived through, the guilt she carried like a second skin. She

Evening, it was snowing, Mr.Ralph called Mr.Peku on phone to come see him at home, Mr.Peku was still at his office when Mr.Ralph called, one hour later, he left his office to see Mr.ralph who was at home waiting for him to come, "dick dong" {the door bell was ringing}, Mr.Ralph opened his door, he saw Mr.peku standing outside, "Come in" Mr.Ralph requested, Mr.peku entered the house and sat down on a brown couch, "I have something to tell you" Mr.Ralph said to Mr.Peku "what is it sir?" Mr.peku replied wanting to hear Mr.Ralph, "What can we do to get Jude out from the police custody" Mr.Ralph told Mr.Peku, "sorry sir I don't know what to do, it seems the police have enough evidence to throw Ju

I came from a family of witches. When we came of age, every woman in our line awakened a gift. I could siphon my husband's luck through marriage. The rule was simple. After we married, each time he betrayed me, the universe paid compensation. A portion of his fortune slipped away from him and into my hands. Outside the window, bright fireworks filled the sky. They burst and stitched themselves into a name. Kimberly Swan was his mistress. When I did not explode the way people expected, Jasper Prescott grew even more entitled.