The Lucky Introvert Novels & Stories

She bowed her heard down while he chuckled, “ Did you hear what I say, hah? I'm asking you to assist him, do you get it? ” She raised her head as she said in excitement, “ I will love to do that, Sir, ” Krish sighed as he added, “ Okay.. You may leave now, don't forget to show this boy his place and help him introducing to others, he is.. he is a bit shy, ” “ Oh.. No problem, Sir. I'll help him. Lucky, right? Come with me, I'll show you your desk, ” Marry said while looking gently at Lucky. He greeted her with a smile as he nodded,

We were inseparable since primary school and college will be the very first time we will be apart from each other. Melody is the most serious one in our group. She always sticks to schedule and hates wasting time. Therefore, she always gives me lecture about how precious her time is and for me to be considerate and be early for once. Which I tried but unfortunately failed always. Jasmin on the other hand is the happy go lucky one. She smiles a lot and always brings positive vibes to us. And I am the introvert one who hates parties and wants to just stay at home all day and read books in the comfort of my room.

He shook his head with a smirk. I closed my eyes, praying this was just a dream. I opened them and saw he was still staring at me. I felt disappointment flow through me. I definitely just gave it all away. I sighed loudly before holding out my hand. He raised an eyebrow and stared at my outstretched palm. “Hi, nice to meet you. I’m Clover Thompson, also known as the model, Lucky,” I introduced myself, making the situation one hundred times more awkward. “This is gold,” he said, shaking his head. “How on earth are you pulling this off?”

HE said. Patrice gave him a sheer look. “What do you mean?” She asked. L smiled. “You are an orphan. You grew up in an orphanage. You were released when you are legal. You were able to stand up for yourself. You were able to send yourself to school. You are even excelling at school even if you have a job. You made it. Don’t you think that’s luck as well?” He asked. Patrice was shocked to hear all those words from L. He was just too sensible today. Or at least this time. He says the right words. Those right comforting words that she ever badly want to hear. Just awesome.

It was simply too good to be true! She never thought something like this could make her feel so disturbed. Linda’s eyes flickered and she laughed, “Look at me, I forgot to mention it to you. Our company is currently running an event. A lucky person will be selected by a lucky draw, and that lucky person will enjoy the highest privilege from the company.” Cecelia pointed at her own nose, “So what you’re saying is that I’m that lucky person?” “That’s right. You’ve been chosen, and that’s why you’ve been enjoying such privilege,” Linda smiled graciously. “You’re so lucky to have been chosen on your very first day!”

"You can count on us on everything, okay?" Lucky isn't what its called, it is being blessed. She nodded and went her way down. It was now quiet and no men with big rocky figures in there. People seemed normal and calm. She went to the counter and ordered a drink, waited and when she has her drink in her hand, searched for an empty table. She chose the one in the corner, near the window. Drinking her tea was peaceful until somebody just made his way to sit in her table, in front of her without even asking her permission. The boy has a cup of tea and even though she is glaring at him, he doesn't seem to mind.

I replied. "Okay then. Just stay close to me once we get there. Trust me when I tell you the parties are always wild and crazy and I think it's a good thing you didn't tell your husbands because I wouldn't be a man and be happy that my wife is going to a party full of horny youth," she said and I chuckled. ***** I was blending in more than I expected and it was a surprise to me. For an introvert like me to he having fun at this party and talking to other people is new to me.

Besides being afraid that someone might recognize her with her different identity—her other name, she had another reason she couldn't tell anyone. She didn't like being in a crowd. She felt uncomfortable being the center of attention, and... she felt exhausted when she had to stand and talk to people she didn't know. Her introverted personality made her expend a lot of energy to stay in the middle of a party crowd. And when she dropped the glass, everyone looked at her in surprise. There was no judgment in their eyes. No one even blamed her for causing the party to stop for a few seconds because of her mistake. Yet, all of that surprised her... and she reacted in a way she had never shown to

My girlfriend, Loretta Summers, is an introvert and quiet by nature. Even our daily conversations are limited to things like, "Have you eaten?" or "Are you asleep?" Then, at a New Year's class reunion, I see her chatting animatedly with a guy, Ivan Lane. That is when I realize— it is time for us to break up.

During the three days after I left my old home, while I was trying to crack the phone, the company I had established after my release from prison fell into crisis. Investors pulled out one after another. A video of me hitting Ronald started spreading like wildfire throughout the industry. The headline screamed, "Felix Suffers Violent Mental Breakdown, Assaults Innocent Bystander!" Then the paid internet trolls struck next. They spread rumors that I'd gone to prison back then for stealing and selling company secrets.