The Chance Novels & Stories

It is definitely a one in a seven billion and plus chances. “There is always a possibility. Who knows? She will come out of that dense forest”—Jek pointed the thick forest on his side—“running and—” His pointing finger remained raised on air, pointing to the forest. His eyes grow wide with his jaw dropping almost reaching to the ground. It is shaking in disbelief. He could not give Viller a glance nor he realizes his expression. But he felt two pairs of feet dramatically halting. Who he saw is totally a one in a billion and plus, unexpected chance.

This was a low blow. "Chance, please... I don't think this is the right moment." I mumbled to Chance and begged Chad to stay calm. Chad has a possessive attitude about me when it comes to Chance. At this time, I know, Chad doesn't like Chance. And Chance has no idea. He sends me flowers and cards and asks to meet me.

On social media, however, Cedric was in a hot air balloon, and Tiffany was right there in his arms. I glanced at the time. My flight was leaving in four hours. The divorce agreement would take effect in two. There probably wouldn't be a chance to tell her in person. There were three hours left, and I stood in the mansion Tiffany had given me, looking out at the river beyond. Dozens of hot air balloons floated in the air. I had no way of knowing which one was theirs. Thinking of the promise she had made yesterday, I couldn't help but laugh. If she knew this was the last promise I would ever wait for her to keep, would she come back right now?

My mouth stretched into a smile so wretched I could feel it cracking. "Vivian, do you remember how many chances are left? Aren't you afraid you'll use them all?" She stopped, then slowly turned around. Clearly, she thought the question was absurd. Still, she let out a dismissive laugh. "One hundred is a big number. It's not that easy to use them all." Yes. One hundred chances sounded like a lot. But in six years of marriage, Vivian had indulged Caleb far more often than anyone should.

Chance was leaning against the doorframe, still wearing nothing but a pair of low-slung grey sweatpants, watching her with a look of quiet fascination. “Do you need something, or are you just auditioning for a romance novel cover?” she asked dryly, refusing to let her gaze wander down his abs. Chance chuckled, walking over and kneeling right on the floor in front of her. Now they were completely eye-level. It was too close. Close enough that she could see the golden flecks in his eyes. Close enough that the scent of him was making it incredibly difficult to think straight. “Just wanted to see if the expert needed any help,” he said, reaching past her into the heavy cardboard box. As he pulle

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Massimo tried to calm the other person down, while a woman with blood type A was too lazy to extend the conversation because she felt it was pointless. "Okay, if you say so. What if there is already lunch or dinner time? Is there a restaurant there too,too, or at least a food court?” The girl with thin eyebrows even thought of food. She did not seem to be taking any risks if later they might be faced with difficulty finding places that provide food and drinks.

Megan raised her voice and glanced at me through the rearview mirror. "Megan, your home just burned down. It wouldn't be right for people to see you partying at the event as if nothing happened. They will definitely question your presence there. Wouldn't it be better if they believed you were preoccupied with what happened at your residence?" Philip explained. I could see Megan's face sour. She was clearly dismayed, but Philip made sense. Unfortunately, Bronn had already invited me to the event because Langston is a major sponsor of theirs. The event would take place in the neighboring city of Highland Hills, and since Bronn knew I was in the town, he had already informed me.

Caspien danced, letting the music take him wherever. He couldn't see Arkin anymore. Just a while ago, he was surrounded by several women, including a famous actress. Caspien didn't notice he was drifting away. He just kept drinking, grabbing whatever was on the trays that passed by him. He didn't even know what he was drinking. All he knew was that there was a sweet, burning sensation in his throat.

He went to Lily and said, " You didn't ask party when i won the match? I'm surprised. Anyways i'm happy that my money didn't get wasted." " No, i'm not gonna let you go. I want it." " Then i will give you only for today. If you want party from me then only today i can give you." " Suddenly, you became so generous. What's the reason? " Lily looked at him suspiciously. " It's nothing especial. I was just giving you chance." Lily laughed and said, " I know you very well. Now tell me what's the reason? " Parth told her about the get-together. " Okay, don't worry. I will ask permission for you from him but it should be your last. After that you will not go anywhere before examination."