The Lucky Introvert Novels & Stories

She was the complete opposite of Alice and her monotonous energy when it comes to socializing with people. “Clubs need five members to be official. We thought we’re going to close until we got lucky with you.” Olivia touched Alice’s cheeks and pinched it with both hands. “You’re our little lucky charm!” It was too much of interaction than Alice could handle, but what cringe her the most was being called ‘lucky’ and ‘little’. She was a lot of things, introvert, geek, stuck-up, and goody-two-shoes, and yes, she was a bit short for her age, but she was not lucky. Never ever in her entire life.

I couldn’t see the faces of most of the recruits in the room as the lights had been dimmed for the presentation, but I heard a sharp but low collective intake of breath. I smirked. My reputation had preceded me. Craig continued as he moved to the light switch. “Please join me in welcoming Mr. Marx to our orientation. It’s an honor to have him here on your very first day.” An unexpected smattering of applause rang out. I stepped forward as the lights became bright again, making eye contact with a few of the wide-eyed recruits sitting nearest to me. “Welcome to Marx Inc., everyone.” I had no idea what to say, and I obviously hadn’t been given time to prepare, but I could shoot from the hip as

He left the room after giving the fake ass Tomb Raider the evil eye, she rolled her eyes then glared at me, like I was supposed to be scared. I can already see that bitch is going to be a fucking problem. I sat furthest away from everyone so I could get some insight on who I'm up against. “So who are you? We haven't seen you on any other jobs before? Where are you from?” One of the men asked looking at me strangely, I guess trying to get a feel on who I am. “My name is Lucky, respectfully the rest of your questions is none of your business.” I responded looking the man in his eyes. He looked at me for a long time, before he smiled and nodded. “Smart.” Was all he said, before turning away to

The case swung slightly ajar. Kael looked at the clasp on the floor. Then, at the open case, he saw a book. He picked up the book titled The Luck Bearers Vol. III, carefully opened it to the first page, and read the first line. The Luck Bearers are not mages. They are not warriors. They are not chosen by gods or blessed by divine hands. They are anomalies. Errors in the system. People around whom the laws of probability stop behaving, bending, warping, and rearranging in ways no one can predict, measure, or pull back under control.

I’m not falling for him because that would be just stupid. Anyway, Lucky got his road name after he crashed his bike and narrowly avoided death as he rolled under the semi-truck that he crashed into. He told me he only had minor scrapes and was unharmed. I wonder where his mother is? But never mind that, I know I am being moved tonight and I hope that when the master of ceremonies takes one look at me with my Moretti traits and runs for the hills. If not, then well, I will have to do what my momma trained me to do. Cause mayhem.

she added. "Well, look at you... You're nailing this discomfort," I said, gesturing to the surroundings. There are quite a lot of people now. Just like me, I know Taylor is an introvert who gets uncomfortable when a lot of people are around, especially when we're supposed to talk. Her, doing all these talks about her painting to other people is such a brave thing to do, a huge step.

I just followed her. She enters through a small door that you wouldn’t know had a club in it. "What kind of place is this?" I asked. When we went inside, a wide and illuminated area opened up to me. "What is this, Ales?" I asked again. “Lucky hangs out here with his friends, I ordered someone to follow him once and once I followed him myself but when he saw me, he let me accompany him here so I know this place. Most of the people who came here are the same age as Lucky. ” her long explanation.

“You don't have to explain yourself to me. I'm not judging you.” “I just feel so stupid,” I mumbled. “Don't be. Lots of people are introverts. Lots of people keep to themselves and enjoy their own company…” Lucy replied. “It's normal. But you can't overwork yourself, ya know? It's about having the right work-life balance.” I let out a deep breath, my heart hammering against my chest. “Spend time working and making money, but also spend time enjoying yourself and relaxing. Does your husband not take you out?”

Sad to say, this is probably as Christmassy as I'm going to get. Oh let me introduce myself, my name is Evangeline Snow and am just a simple boring girl, who spends her nights and days indoors. I'm kind of like an introvert, it's just not in my personality to be too rash or hasty. Am the kind of girl that likes to think things through before rushing into anything. Or at least I thought I was! Until that one night which changed everything about me and my prospective about life. That day literally changed everything and I had no idea what bombshell was coming my way..

Jane's gaze seemed enchanted as Arianna lifted her face. "You..." "Allow me to introduce myself, Mrs. Voleta is my pen name. I'm a writer." Jane nodded and accepted the girl's outstretched hand. She started to feel a sense of unease when their skin touched. It was a feeling reminiscent of when she used to hold Gregory in the past. Arianna's face also felt familiar to Jane. It was as if she had known this girl for a long time, although it was difficult to understand where they had met.