The Loser Novels & Stories

Hye Jin added. "Like, what kind of things?" I asked. "Well, stuff like kissing, touching boobs or ass, or some other intimate body part, and...you know...other stuff," Soo Min answered with a bright smile. "That's a lot of stuff..." I mumbled. "If people lose, then the winner gets to decide how much of something they want to do with the loser. You know what I mean? When you lose, you're basically saying, 'Do whatever you want with me,' and you gotta follow through with it. But the loser has to do whatever the winner says," Soo Min explained.

he spoke softly but the gravity of his words were fierce. And yeah, he succeeded in stopping me. With so much hesitation, I dropped my arm in defeat, tightening my folded fists afterwards.. “Loser.." Ethan smirked and I bit my lower lip hard. Was I really a loser?..

She would ignite a war no one could control. But when she looked across the river at Alexander, she saw a future. A fragile, terrifying hope she couldn’t let go. --- As she walked toward the bank, time slowed down. The icy, relentless water splashed against her boots, testing her strength. Lucien’s hand darted forward, seizing her arm. She sensed the anguish underneath it though his grip was harsh. "Please fight this," he murmured, the anger laced with a deeper emotion. “I lost your mother to their lies. Must I lose you too?”

A dark figure lunged from the shadows, tearing into the Rogues brutally. He was massive, his razor-sharp claws slashing across their faces without mercy. His fangs sank deep into flesh. Soon, blood stained the ground. The Rogues knew they were outmatched. They fled like beaten dogs, tails between their legs. Only once they were gone did I finally get a clear look at my savior. It was Vidar. I didn't know if it was just a coincidence, but every time I was helpless or danger closed in, he was the one who showed up.

a lone tear rolled down my eye as I buried my face in his hair. I lost everything. My parents. The contract. Selena. Liam. I lost everything and everyone because I was a loser. I was such a fucking loser. My father was right, I would never be enough for them.

“You know what’s pathetic? You two losers sitting here trash-talking a woman who just kicked your asses in a race.” They turned, surprise flickering across their faces. “What did you say?!” the first guy sneered, trying to regain his composure. “I said you’re both losers,” I shot back. “You should be embarrassed to lose to someone you think is just a ‘widow’ playing the grieving card. Clearly, I’m just better than you two.” Their expressions soured, and I could see the anger brewing. “You think you’re tough, huh?” the second guy spat. “You’re just a sad little girl looking for attention!”

“What?” “Freshman year. Business law. Failed it completely. Had to retake the module.” Something moved at the corner of his mouth that wasn’t quite a smile. “I told everyone I’d switched electives. Nobody knew.” “I didn’t know that.” “Nobody did. That was the point.” I considered this. Jamie Grayson, who ran a company worth more than most small countries, who moved through rooms like the laws of gravity had been written specifically for him — failed a module and hid it from everyone for years.

I won. And now, I am here to enjoy my victory. My heart has never healed after all these years and I still hate her for breaking up with me. I nearly lost my sanity after she broke my heart, but today, I am so glad that I am no longer the only loser between us. In fact, I don't think I am the loser anymore. She is now the loser. And I believe I am the winner here. “On your knees pet,” I command, still watching her.

I'm working the overnight shift at a convenience store, restocking shelves, when a female live streamer bursts through the front door at 2:00 am. She holds her phone out in front of her, broadcasting live to over 600 thousand viewers online. The camera sweeps across the store before zeroing right in on me. "You're still working the overnight shift at a convenience store at your age? Are you just not planning on getting married?" I don't even bother looking up. "Not really interested." She gives me a knowing smile. "Oh. I guess your income doesn't really allow for it, huh?" The comments in the live chat explode instantly. [A night shift clerk talking about marriage? How absurd!] [He'

Finally, across the construction warning line, he spoke, "Ophelia… I made a huge mistake." I froze mid-step. A few seconds passed, and I kept walking. His voice followed me, still behind me. "I regret it. I was wrong. I thought I could just marry her… but I ended up losing you forever." His back, usually so straight, seemed weighed down by the moonlight, his shadow stretching long and thin. The entire man looked crushed by the light. I took a deep breath and looked at him, no longer seeing a hint of the person I once loved.