The Lottery Novels & Stories

Daisy took a deep breath and looked back at her daughter. “I just won the grand prize from the lottery, therefore I shopped so much.” “What? Lottery?” Jo replied, as if he couldn’t believe what his mother had said. “Yes Jo, I just won the lottery. What’s wrong with buying all of this to please myself?” Jo shook her head in disbelief. She knew her mother and father loved to gamble and made their fortune through the lottery. “Maybe it’s time for mom to win the lottery, because so far I’ve only bought lottery coupons, but never won. It’s true that effort will never bet

"Me? I'm unemployed. I was just lucky. I bought a lottery ticket for Dad, and unexpectedly, it hit the jackpot." "Won the jackpot?" The three members of the Tahalea Family were astonished. His luck was simply unbelievable. Winning even hundreds of millions from the lottery was already extremely difficult, yet Sean had bought a single ticket for Bambang and won the grand prize. This young man was unbelievably lucky. Seeing that Sean didn't want to reveal the truth to Emily, Bambang smiled and nodded. "That's right. Sean's luck is truly extraordinary. He's the lucky star of the Sudarsono Family."

The lottery would continue, random chance determining who lived and who died. And Hart hated every second of it.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Phoebe screamed at the top of her lungs, causing everyone nearby to look over. "Those winning lottery tickets belong to me! That multi-million dollar jackpot is mine! What right do you have to keep it? Give it back to me this instant!" I smiled faintly. "You think it belongs to you? Is your name written on it?" "Why, you!" Phoebe was so furious that she was speechless as she glared at me intently. "Those were rightfully mine to begin with! You shouldn't have taken those winning lottery tickets with you since you've chosen to come back here!"

“Stop right there!” Lily grabbed my arm. “We’re settling this today. Where did you get the money? Did you take out some kind of loan?” Her face was full of urgency. I understood. She wasn’t worried about me; she was worried any debt would drag her down later. “Relax. I didn’t borrow it.” “Then where did it come from?” I looked at her, pausing on purpose. “I won the lottery.” Both Lily and Marcus froze.

However, good news arrived the next day. When Charlotte woke up, Liam stood by the bed, his forehead creased, and his brows met. "What's wrong with you?" Charlotte asked. Liam showed her his phone. He said, "Today's winning lottery ticket is 0726." "What?" Charlotte asked in shock. "Today's winning lottery ticket is 0726," Liam repeated. "Oh, my god! I knew I had a gift of foresight!" Charlotte rejoiced. Then, she turned to Liam and asked, "You didn't call in a favor to make that number win, right?"

That sounded better now. “What’s the occasion, what is happening today? I can feel you are all so happy and excited.” “It’s Lottery Day.” “What is that?” I walked to the bath to brush my teeth. “Don’t tell me you forgot all about Lottery Day? I think it’s the reason why Lord Alaric asked you to come sleep here. They are always busy a day to Lottery day. People go to other packs and other packs come here. We are picked at random and just one person gets to be extremely lucky today.”

Fikayo said with a snarl and Aaron crossed his arms as he leaned backwards in his chair. “It’s you who is not understanding here. A lottery has different meaning to different people” Aaron said and Fikayo turned to him. “What do you mean?” Fikayo asked. “A lottery naturally means when you win something, maybe using numbers or a pin or anything but lottery can also be something else. For someone who has been trying to gain admission for a while, getting an admission letter might be that person’s lottery” Aaron replied and Fikayo nodded surprised at his thoughtfulness.

The old Taoist priest panicked and said, “Young lady, wait. Wait for me to take a closer look, and I’ll tell you about it when I’m sure it’s right.” Sienna shook her head. She was not worried about this matter at all as she went to wash her hands at the sink not too far away. The old Taoist priest held the lottery and looked at it carefully. After confirming that the lottery was correct, he stood up and muttered, “It’s such a pity since she’s such a good young lady.” What did he mean when he said that it was a pity? Harry’s eyes widened. He took the lottery from the old Taoist priest. The text on

This was more like those monks who would spend three days to craft a good-looking letter Q. What it said on the flyer was to play the lottery. Big prizes could be mine. Those prizes consisted of cash money (in coins — win a million, get a hernia), a chair with rods people could carry you around on (their idea of a luxury sedan, I suppose), and tickets to somewhere called Marlon Gardens. There were palm trees drawn around it, so I guessed it was some kind of luxury resort. “Excuse me,” said Maurice to one of the Shriners. “What is this queue for?”