My Lucky Numbers Novels & Stories

Every paper we got had numbers on it, and the one I got was number three. “What's your number?” Lie asked me. “Numbers three. You?” I asked her back. “One.” “You, Oba, what number do you have?” I asked. “Number four,” she replied. Until the match started, the first to be called was the number one, and Lie immediately stood up. “Lie, be careful,” I reminded her and hugged her “Thank you.” She kissed my lips at the same time. “Good luck!” my whole group said to her.

The lucky draw this year still employed the same drawing number system as the previous years. Caroline received the number 8. In the initial rounds, she didn't win anything, but in the final round, she struck luck and won 5,999 dollars. Her colleagues couldn't help but envy her as she ascended the stage to claim her prize. Paige grabbed Caroline's hands and yelled in excitement as she came down from the stage. "You're so lucky!" Caroline instinctively glanced over at Evan, who was seated at the main table. However, she quickly averted her gaze when she noticed Daniella serving him food with a smile.

" I followed Olivia's finger to another group of men at the casino, making bets and playing games. "Those are the number eight on the list. The 'Lucky Rich'. These are regular people who won lotteries or giveaways unexpectedly. They spend their time trying to be lucky once more by spending their money in the casino hoping for another chance at luck. They are stupid if you ask me. Life's a cruel bitch and no one's ever lucky twice" I nodded in agreement, tugging on my outfit when I felt it rising up again. And noticed a group of girls at the bar, wearing too much makeup and crawling their fingers up the chest of a group of men downstairs.

“Thinking about what?” I pause. “How lucky I am.” There’s a beat of silence behind me. Then, softly: “Say that again?” I tilt my head back against his shoulder, letting my voice drop to something that’s only for him. “I’m lucky. That I found you. That you’re the Alpha I got paired with—even if none of it was supposed to happen like this. I don’t know how the universe works or if it’s just chaos most of the time, but... I got you. And that’s a win.”

She was grateful when the light turned green and his attention was once again, fixed on the road. "Two," she continued, totally ignoring his comment and holding up a second finger. "You shouldn’t impose your plans on a lady. While most ladies love surprises, others don’t and it would be nice if once in a while could be considerate enough to actually ask them before concluding." "Noted," he replied wistfully, "What's three?" "How do you know for sure there is gonna be a three?" she countered, gazing at him with interest. "Well, they say three is a perfect number and it also happens to be my lucky number," he responded, turning into Fifth street, the street that held most of the commercial sho

LUCA I've never felt so good in my life, the fulfillment I felt after having sex with Laura my maid can't be compared to anything else in the world and I couldn't wrap my head around why I felt that way. It was only a game and I have to get my money from my friends for winning. It's not like the money was my problem, I just wanted them to know I always have things under control and women won't hurt me ever again. They'll surely ask for evidence and that they will get.

“Liz, have you changed your boyfriend again?” “Yes, my beautiful friend, in the variety is the pleasure; I don't know how you complicate yourself by suffering for just one when there are millions everywhere; you cry for a goldfish when the ocean is full of these, I know that each one is special; that's why I will search until I find my jackpot, as in the lottery, the trick of buying several tickets expands the chances of winning the draw.” “Liz, you're crazy, a freak, or better, something combined; you sell yourself wrong. Remember that princesses are rescued by knights who fight with dragons.”

The emcee opened the slip and announced, “And tonight’s last lucky number is… 19! Who holds number 19?” Tonya’s breath caught. She looked at her ticket and saw the number. It was her. Sydney shrieked, clutching her arm. “Tonya, it’s you! You’re 19! You won!” Pushed forward by her friend, Tonya stumbled toward the stage, her head spinning. She hadn’t dared dream she’d be chosen. Heart pounding with excitement, she mounted the stage, eager to see what prize awaited her.

Lindsay replied, "There are a few dark practices that can steal or exchange luck, or even swap life forces. But cases like Brandon and Olivia’s are rare, and you’re unlikely to run into something like that. "The most common thing you might encounter is finding an envelope with symbols, numbers, or even a birthdate written on it, and it contains money. If you pick it up and spend the money, you could end up giving your luck—or even your life force—to someone else. "That’s called 'buying luck' or 'buying life.' So, if you ever come across an envelope or money wrapped in red or white paper, it’s best to leave it where it is."

Who would've thought that he turned out to be the future richest man in Shell City? Having received the wedding favors from Nathan, the villagers began giving us their blessings. "May you live happily ever after! You will be blessed with children of your own soon enough!" "We wish you a lifetime of love and devotion! May you hit your silver and golden years together!" Nathan accepted the blessings with a smile on his face. He took my hand before slipping a gold bangle onto my wrist that seemed to sparkle on its own. Then, he admired my wrist, clearly satisfied with his choice.