Taking Chances Novels & Stories

she retorted. "Arah, I don't want to be anywhere but with you", though incredulous, he tries to be calm. "I could hurt you along the way of loving me" she desperately counters. "Everything is a gamble. We are all taking chances every day of our lives. That's how we all live. So what difference does it make if we will take chances with each other?" he tries to placate her. He could see her battling with uncertainty and he could do nothing about it. He could try to convince her but she was so set on her ways he doubt she will even listen.

Somewhere out there, untouched by consequence, the culprit carried on. Still watching and still waiting. Here it gets risky. That moment stands out. Everything shifts then. The risk shows up clearly. Danger becomes real right there. Fingers from their last move still tingled in the air.

“Anything can happen. The fact that a drunk driver could just swerve out of their lane and kill you on the spot doesn’t stop you from going out every morning, does it?” Lucia frowned but looked away. “You know it’s not the same thing.” “Maybe it’s not but my point still stands. I’m willing to take the risk. I’ve never felt this way toward anyone and I’m not going to let the opportunity to be happy slip up just because there’s a chance I might get hurt.”

Maybe he'd stop trying to tear us apart. It was a gamble. My uncle had never been one to back down from a stance he had already taken or the thrill of a good challenge.But I had to try. If I could make him believe I was still weak in other ways—still crippled, still dependent on my chair—he might let his guard down long enough for me to move. I wheeled past Cassian, not waiting for his response. "We're not done," I said. "There might be more rogues to deal with. Better take a look around."

And I sit with the knowledge that in six weeks, my entire life changes. New city. New job. New chapter. With Damien. Actually with him. Not long-distance, not scheduled visits. Together. It's everything I wanted and everything I'm terrified of. And I'm doing it anyway. Because some risks are worth taking. Some leaps are worth making. Some futures are worth choosing, even when you can't see how they'll unfold. I'm choosing this. Choosing him. Choosing us. And hoping like hell it doesn't destroy me.

I had proposed to the chairman of the Werewolf Council, Tyler Kingsley, a hundred times. Each time, I stood at the entrance of the Office of Werewolf Mate Affairs, waiting for him to show up. He would always randomly show up with his lover at a dating hotspot. Sometimes, it was Magic Moon Amusement Park, sometimes the Blood Musical Theatre, and even the Office of Werewolf Mate Affairs. They would be bonded today and have it broken tomorrow, allowing them to experience singlehood and the thrill of quickly gaining a temporary mate.

He sets his glass down deliberately, folding his hands on the pristine white tablecloth as he leans in once more, voice dropped to a husky murmur. “Chances can be exhilarating...but also risky. One must tread carefully lest they burn bridges or strain relationships beyond repair. Especially when it comes to matters of the heart. Or so I've learned in my years.” meets Damon's intense gaze unflinchingly, a faint smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. “Oh, I'm well acquainted with risk, Damon. After all, fortune favors the bold, doesn't she?” unconsciously licks his lower lip, drawing Damon's gaze briefly. “Besides, the greatest regrets in life often stem from the chances not taken. Imagine

he said finally. “I’m risking something.” “Everything.” “Something,” I corrected, my chest tight. Silence. He softened slightly. “If you lose the baby, you’ll never forgive yourself.” “If I lose Clara, I’ll never forgive myself either.” “That’s not guaranteed.” “Neither is the worst-case scenario.” “You’re gambling.” “I’m choosing.” “With a life.” “With a life.” I felt my legs shake, a mix of fear, adrenaline, and determination pulsing through me.

he replied. He relaxed back into the chair he was seated on. "Well, there's always a first time for everything, isn't there, Mr. Jimmy Hariggan?" He took his time to reply, rubbing his chin softly, "As for me some things have never happened before and I will prefer if it stays that way" "The chances that it will remain that way is high but that doesn't mean you should disregard the chance that it won't remain that way, no matter how low it is. After all, a chance is still a chance, irrespective of how little it is,"

He had been here for so long after several trials to escape that he was now very scared to take this leap too. “That's the thing about life. It's very uncertain, you just have to take a leap of faith.” I said to him. I knew inwas in that position to talk to someone about taking a leap of faith. All my life, I have been so afraid to take steps or make moves that would change everything for me but then recently, I have been taking risks that I didn't know how it would turn out. Why be afraid now, when it was the risk I took that brought us here in the first place.