Unlucky Synonym Novels & Stories

I think I misinterpreted some of your feelings. She is both sympathetic and bullying at the same time. Sympathetic because I had almost crapped my pants, and bullying because...she is just a bitch. ‘Lucky, slut! You don’t have to face the vamps out there.’ I cursed under my breath. I am just trying to pick up ruminants of my dignity off the floor.

Grayson laughed, “He was pissed at you, but he never said anything. He bought another but said it didn’t feel the same. He had called it his lucky sweater and bitched for months after about a string of bad luck.” “Luck is merely a concept invented by man with no scientific data to support its existence. It was merely coincidental that Adam had a series of unfortunate events occur following the loss of the sweater he equated as a token of luck,” inputted Elton dryly. “We’ll make a believer out of you one day Elton,” said Karim, “if I recall Adam broke his arm at that Lacrosse game with Valley Vista, lost his wallet, got stung by a bee, and had his car stolen all within a month of me destroyin

From bad to worse. I enter the office and sit in the chair in front of him, separated by a light wooden desk. Maybe he won't strangle me with the desk. I start talking before he does. "I'm really sorry, sir, but bad luck is attracted to me like a moth to a flame. You know when you walk, step on a gum on the pavement, and when you lift your foot, the gum sticks to both the sole of your shoe and the street? And you know when you try to remove the gum from your shoe, but it won't come off even with a miracle?" I give him a moment to picture the situation. "Well, I'm the person who steps on the gum, only instead of gum, I stepped on bad luck at birth, and despite all my attempts to get it off th

She told me to go to the mystic arts street in an old neighborhood to seek help from her fellow junior practitioner. Kylian Slade held a magnifying glass and carefully examined the rune symbols I had drawn. "Where did you see this, Lavender?" he asked solemnly with a very grave expression. "It was on a friend's protective charm," I lied. Kylian shook his head and said, "This is no protective charm! This is a very malicious transfer spell. It is also known as 'the misfortune substitute.' It can transfer one person's bad luck, illness, and fatigue onto another.

“Edward, do you know? The moment I wore it, I knew I’d be the one laughing at the end!” In the visitation room, Hugh laughed and cried at the same time. “But why… why did the backlash hit me? It was supposed to help me!” Listening to his almost deranged confession, a ridiculous thought flashed through my mind. On boring days, I’d read plenty of comics. Hugh’s strange intuitions, his unstoppable streak of “good luck” that even included having a dean as his aunt… Could it be that he really was one of those lucky protagonists from the comics who was blessed with luck? And I? I was just the bitter side character, feeding him experience and artifacts, only to be trampled underfoot in the end.

"Rainie, are you targeting me on purpose? Why am I the only one who can’t get pregnant?" She turned to look at her husband’s memorial portrait and broke down in tears. "Zane, I’m sorry. I’ll never be able to give birth to your child…" People rushed to comfort her, all while hurling insults at me, calling me a fraud. I stared at her steadily. "I’m not a fraud." One of the supporters stepped forward and pointed a finger right at my face. "You are a fraud. You said anyone who eats your fortune cookie can get pregnant, and that even a dead tree would bloom because of it. But Mara can’t. What, is she not even human?"

His frown deepened, his expression turning serious. "This isn't something ordinary," he said. "It's a binding curse. A very vicious one. "It's usually used on people who are close to death. It can't transfer your luck directly to the caster, but it reroutes your fortune to others. By granting other people's wishes, it extends the caster's life. "When your luck is completely drained, and your life reaches its end, the life force that should have been yours…gets transferred to them." He paused, then looked at me.

And if being lucky enough means looking for the answer for eternities, I’m not going to do it. I might rather stay unlucky forever.

Really. Can time be restarted? I want to turn things around. Maybe if Axe and I hadn't made the decision so quickly. Oracle wouldn't have stayed away from me. God! He's afraid to look at me because he thinks I want to keep him away from Rose. No, he didn't. I'm not that bad. Of course Rose and Oracle could still see each other. But fate would have it that I had to part with Oracle, not Rose. That's okay, it's just my bad luck. "What are you thinking about, Bridgette?"

Love..we all heard about it..feel it...don't know how many stories we have read about this single word love...but what is common in all these stories are that.. Love is something which brings good to us..when everything is going wrong..it makes things right.. For someone..it is happiness... For someone.. It is pain.. For someone, it is that craving.. For which they can't wait... But what happen when this love become Your badluck... There is a saying..that badluck don't leave u easily..it follows you everywhere....oops..that's scary..