My Lucky Encounter From The Game Turned Into Reality Novels & Stories

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K: I'm sure she was a very lucky girl. E: Or I was just a lucky guy. I rub my neck for a moment before quickly pulling my hand away. I look down and see a streak of concealer on my fingers. I turn on my phone camera and examine my neck. The red marks are visible again. It's been two days and they have barely faded. Dammit. I pull my hair over my shoulder, braiding it and resting it against my bitten neck. K: Damn you. E: Why's that?

I left there without seeing the face of that person our luck mam didnt entered the class after we reached the class mam entered and started class my cheeks still hurting due to that blush after continous class we both are exhausted and hungry like hell so we decided to go to cafeteria we met lucky and her gang she introduced us to her friends they were so cool just like my lucky soon

I replied and left the house to go there. I reached there in ten minutes. I can see that everyone is inside so the ritual must be going on. I made my way until I am totally infront of Lucky. “Hey!” He said looking at me. “Hey! So is it over?” I asked him. “Yeah! Here it is.” He replied showing me the bowl. I smiled and about to pick it but then I heard someone calling me. I turned to see the person who I thought I never will. “What are you doing here?” I asked him.

This is straight-up fantasy! [Photoshopped. I don't believe it.] [I just passed by that alley. I saw Tyson running with the money like a maniac!] [Oh, my god. The Goddess of Luck actually works!!] Tyson's post was like a massive rock thrown into a calm lake, sending waves everywhere. Before anyone could recover from the shock, that afternoon, a second miracle arrived.

"Okay so I was at the Starlight club the other night, playing games against Gods who wanted favors. I drank alittle to much and started to wander around. I decided to walk instead of teleport and ended up lost. So I decided to open up a Vip room door to ask someone for help. Note I was wasted so I didn't think to just teleport home. As soon as I opened up the door something hit me. It felt Like magic. Then pain came and I fell backwards passing out from how strong the pain was and from the collision." "When I woke up I had all these new memories and all the memories that I thought were real turned out to be fake. Everything came back to me." The God of Fortune said as he was being cut off by

I just stood there, frozen, staring at the number on the screen. Two hundred and fourteen people. Dead. I felt something claw at the inside of my throat, but I swallowed it down. My hands were shaking, my nails biting into my palms. The Game Master’s grin faltered for the first time. It looked… disappointed. “Oh, come on now,” it said, voice softening to a mocking pout. “Where’s your enthusiasm? You’re still here! You’re the lucky ones!” Lucky… Lucky to be breathing in this godforsaken place, lucky to dance for our lives, lucky to watch people explode or crumble while something with glowing eyes clapped like it was watching a talent show?

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

"Welcome players, to the Enchantrix Game!" Hmm? Players? Game? That's when I realized... "I think I got the wrong turn..." _______ E N D of P R O L O G U E

I swapped my steady stream of income, employment that is, in exchange of the prospect that better opportunities are outside or that there is none at all. In the end, because of the nature of the game, what we really get is a surge of candies, falling from the top of the screen, minus the cavity. The trait that is developed in the context of the game anchors not on how fast you advance but rather on the kind of decisions you make. Just like in real life, whether our decisions bring about sweet memories or otherwise, it should never be hasty.