Second Chance Scratch Off Novels & Stories

“Is this Miss Shayne? Hello, the reason we’re calling you is to tell you a piece of great news. Didn’t you buy the couple phones in our shop with Mr. Sandler? “We’re having a lucky draw in our shop. Mr. Sandler and you both have a chance in this draw. “The first prize is a phone of the same price. “This means, if you get the first prize, you’ll get the same phone as the one you bought last time. “The second prize is a cash voucher of 88,000 bucks. “The third prize is a three day trip to Bali. “There’s also a special prize, which is free of charge! “If you get the special prize, we’ll pay you back in full for the phones you bought last time.”

The store manager hurriedly put the lottery box back and said to Elaine, “Madam, you can scratch it off and take a look!” Elaine nodded and stretched out her hand to scratch off the coating of the prize redemption area with her fingernails. When she saw the words ‘grand prize’ before her eyes, she was ecstatic, and she blurted out, “Oh, my God! It’s really the grand prize! Haha! It’s the grand prize! My goodness! I’m having some really good luck! I’m not dreaming, am I?!”

“Mr. Jones is one of the two who won first division, a twenty-five-million-dollar-prize lotto this weekend. Do you have the other winning lotto ticket? If you do, please come in to claim your prize.” The video ended there, and Chan and everyone around the table just sat there, dumbfounded. Finally, Soriya said, “Chan? You still have that ticket, right?” Chan nodded. “Yeah.” Dara said, “Then go get it.” Chan did, and as she headed up to the master bedroom to get the lotto ticket, her head was spinning. When she returned, Dara checked the ticket and then double-checked it and triple-checked it. “You got the winning ticket, Chan,” she finally said.

And without further ado, she took a trip on a social media platform on her phone and somewhat her prayers to raise the down- payment for the lawyer was answered. A message popped in her inbox reading: "Congratulations, you have been awarded a free spin on the wheel. You stand a chance to win great prizes." Mrs. Jackson could not believe her eyes. She sunk in her chair. Could it be true? If so, miracles surely do happen. She Thought to herself. After a deep thoughtful moment, Mrs. Jackson pressed on the link provided in the text. She was redirected to the wheel in a split second. Amuzed. She quickly perused through the instructions. And they were simple, 'click on spin and win whatever the ne

I narrow my eyes at the man. "It's simple. Buy tickets and wait. The winners will be randomly chosen in an hour! The big prize is ski lessons! The second prize is a tour around the town in a real slide with reindeers! And the third prize is a dinner for two at our restaurant. Are you interested?" "How much for two tickets?" I start digging in my backpack for my purse. "Ten dollars," the waiter shrugs. "Perfect, give me four!" I clap with my hands and hand him a twenty-dollar bill.

But I got a second chance to live. ****

"So… Are you thinking about coming back?" I hesitated. "Go on. Go. Get back out there and write." I turned and saw my parents standing behind me. "Your dad's got a few more decades in him. Don't worry about us." I smiled, lighter than I had felt in a long time. A year later, I stood on a stage, a trophy in my hands. "Let's give it up for this year's Blackwood Novella Prize winner, Kobi Gibbs!" Petals drifted down from above.

I called, gesturing for her to come closer. She came right behind the desk, beside me. I moved my fingers carelessly on the screen granting a general overview. "What do you think?" "Of what ma'am?" she said, eyes scanning the screen of countless houses. "Which house do you think I should get?" Her eyes flickered to mine in confusion for a brief second before focusing on the screen. I pushed the laptop in her direction and told her to scroll if she wanted. "Do you want a big or small house ma'am?"

She breathed. "And his posh accent?" "That had me weak in the knees too. I need to cool off." She fanned herself with her hands. "But you are still going on that second date right?" "Yeah going to give him a second chance to redeem himself and knock me out with an orgasm or two." She winked when I made a barf face. "And when that happens, please remember to keep the details to yourself." I scrunched up my face. "I will definitely be telling you just to see that expression again. Now enough about me, how was your lunch date with Kyle's mom?"

Father repeated as he got closer. I gently opened the button, and clicked the usual button I clicked; a folder which was labeled 'Xn'. I usually pronounce it as 'Sin'. One of the things that drew my attention to the file. One might think it contained sexually explicit information or data but it was a different thing. It was live stuff. I saw a number chart and the numbers kept knocking off each other. Right below was a board showing the rise/fall of the total amount. The way the numbers spin on their own and knock off each seemed like two children playing for a pot which looked and sounded entertaining to me.