One Piece Of Luck 2 Novels & Stories

Once she brought back the supplies, it was time for all business and forget about everything else from earlier. “Alright guys, let’s get started. Just open up you presentation deck to the first slide. Project Second Chance is ready to start.”

He asked. “Easy, Alpha. Lucky is hooked on Coke. Laced, of course. Makes her too weak to fight. But she is also bonded to me and does anything and everything I ask of her, especially when I wave a little white bag in front of her. Would sell her soul if you waved it in front of her. Especially when I keep it for when she is a real good girl,” I said, smiling. “And what of the other?” “She is a bit harder to appease. But she has a bond of sorts with Luc… Lucky” I said almost slipping up and calling her Lucy. “She sticks around to protect and look after Lucky. But I also tend to keep her bound with silver bracelets.”

"Tadashi, give it up. I don't think there's anymore Deathtraps." "No, I feel like there's one here..." "But nothing's springing up." "Oh, let Tadashi-kun be already, will you? Just earlier, didn't you say that Lady Luck has taken a liking to him?" Aimi lightly chided Isamu. As they continued their bickering, Naoko messaged Tadashi. "The leg's probably not working anymore. Let's just focus on gathering the yellow gemstones before the Deathtraps with only a leg to digest resets."

Sebastian called the lawyer for an urgent meeting at his home. He couldn’t wait until the next day; he was too excited, almost vibrating with the adrenaline of his discovery. Richard entered the office, adjusting his glasses. “You sounded anxious on the phone.” Sebastian smiled slowly, like a predator who had finally caught the scent of victory. He filled two glasses with a whiskey he rarely took off the shelf and handed one of them to his lawyer and accomplice. “Luck smiled on me,” he confessed quietly, trembling that someone might hear the secret.

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As soon as Emma's words were out of her mouth, Oliva squealed, "It's pulling, it's pulling, look!" The family immediately returned their attention to Lucky, staring intently at his butt, waiting for the results. "God bless our Lucky for pulling the chip out soon..." As Emma prayed, Lucky finally didn't disappoint and pulled out a big pile of diluted shit. This time it didn't even need a small wooden stick to pick it out, and a glance revealed the shiny golden chip. The family cheered and high-fived each other as if they had hit the jackpot. Randi immediately took out the chip, cleaned it, and handed it to Oliva.

Round-faced woman giving advice. The beautiful woman's right hand began to take a red wine glass. Without waiting any longer, as soon as possible, Abby took a sip of its contents as a form of diversion from the pain that was about to burst out. Mila did not have the courage to push her best friend, so she continued to eat the lunch that had been delayed.

Luck. My lips curl upward into a satisfied smirk as a funny thought comes to mind. “The thing about luck,” I raise my eyebrow, shaking my head. “Is that it can be good or bad. If your device is real, why didn’t it protect your family?” I snort. “Can’t you see, Adam, it wasn’t a lack of luck that killed you and your family, It wasn’t even Livy who killed you…it was just your stupidity and bad choices that a stray bullet found its way into your gut.” Adam’s face turns sheet white, all the blood draining away at once as my final words hit him like a second bullet.

“Ninian, why are you being so difficult? I told you before when we first got together that I won’t ever marry you.” “I know,” Ninian said coolly. “Of course, I know that.” “What’re you trying to pull, then?” “It’s nothing. It’s just that this is the third exact same handbag I have received, and I am sick of it. So, I don’t want a third one.” Conan was stunned. Did he really give her three of the same handbags? Those were the newest, limited-edition handbags, and they were all expensive. Though he bought them without putting any thought into them, he still thought that she would like them.

I want my happiness in full. As I drift off to sleep, dreams of the two men plague my rest; man and demon; the proverbial two sides of a coin. One, sweet and passionate, the other… dangerous, possibly deadly, yet exhilarating. I had thought that changing my fate would be simple, but between the competition, Allegra, Aster and Arlo…. I’m beginning to think I may have bitten off a little more than I can chew. But gods…. The taste promises so much more. Loic's POV