Unparalleled After Ten Consecutive Draws Novels & Stories

“Because my numerologist said I shouldn’t be exposed to too many decimal points, or it’ll negate my wealth-attracting energy.” Then, Kimmy slipped her arm through Dale’s. “You’ve said the floor’s margins are shrinking. But I’ve been here for so long, and everyone talks about how capable Ms. Turner is. It doesn’t add up. I think Ms. Turner has been exaggerating specs on purpose, adding an extra 0.007 mm to every screw. Multiply that by a million units, and that’s at least $7,000 right there. Over a year, that’s a lot of money.”

Hearing his motorbike, I quickly pretended to read my history textbook while secretly watching him. Behind Connor is his family's roofless army green jeep. Thann one of the triplets sat in the driver's seat; across from him was their beautiful cousin Kara, and at the back were the remaining triplet, Tanner, and Tant. I admired Kara's light golden hair blowing gracefully in the wind. She was like a model, tall and elegant.

"What's going on here, Ella?" "Well, there was a minor issue, sir; could you please explain it to them?" "Haven't you explained to them yet?" Ella smiles and nods "Okay, so we're currently understaffed, and two of the performers in our show won't be able to attend the festival. So, we're in need of replacements, so I tasked Ella and Maine with finding a couple that fit our description for their position in the play. And it appears that you are the greatest bet we have."

He carried her shopping bags, playing the perfect gentleman. When she grew tired, she invited him to dinner. He stifled a yawn and shook his head. "No, I'm exhausted. My burns still hurt. I should go home and rest." He didn't understand why, but ever since his mother's call, a faint unease had been gnawing at him—a strange, restless feeling he couldn't shake. Lina didn't push. In her mind, she had already won. Thor was hers sooner or later; there was no rush.

“Technically, I can, Kent. I am your grad instructor. For every time you fail to show up in my discussion session, I deduct five points from your attendance score. Your grades will be doomed if you missed the class for more than 8 times. Simple rule, easy math.” “That’s not fair! I have a medical condition, I have, emmm, AGHD.” “You mean ADHD? No, you don’t. Before disease-guilt me, you should at least try to get your excuse straight.” “Yeah, ADHD, whatever. Listen, Miss Irwin, you don’t get it: I MUST have an impeccable GPA. My life is perfect, always have been and always will be. The Hurons won’t tolerate any imperfectness in their lives!”

' Next morning, my phone blew up: [I've invited my friends tonight. Ready to apologize?] [If you're sincere, I'll give you another shot. You can still be my wife. I'll keep paying for your mom."] [8 PM. My family house. Don't be late.] *** By the time the clock hit eight, the Fletcher mansion was bursting at the seams. Everyone showed up for the same reason—to watch Jenna crash and burn. Whispers buzzed through the crowd. "Place your bets—what lame excuse is she rolling out tonight to win Mark back?"

Most of the participants had placed their bets on Toulson and Nilah this time, so their odds were the lowest. Ten minutes was almost up. The warriors on the stage were still working their hardest, but everyone in attendance knew very well that the chances of the beast falling this time were slim to none. If Toulson had been able to hold on, they might have had a chance at winning, but it was already too late for that. "Will it be a draw again!?" A draw meant a battle without any results, so all the bets would be returned. Even though it was better than losing, it was still a boring result. Those who participated in bets like these were always after the excitement, so a lack of a result cause

Marianne came face to face with the most beautiful man she had ever seen, he probably in his mid thirties, at least six foot two, chiseled features and a well built body structure. So fine you could eat off of him, such eye candy. It felt wrong that she was drooling over a fine man while her daughter lay lifeless right in front of her, as she quickly sat back in the wheelchair Lucy addressed the man, "Mr Sorrell, is everything alright", she asked him as she walked to the door where he just froze as he watched poor Rose laying in the hospital bed with so many bandages.

There were still things in this world Austin could not control. As long as I checked the winning numbers for that draw, I could prove I was right. I rushed to the bulletin board, where the latest results poster was pinned up. I stared at the numbers, eyes wide. First number: 05. Wrong. It had to be a printing mistake. Or maybe this was the next draw. I checked the second number: 12. Still wrong. Third number: 16. Every single number was different from the ones I remembered. I grabbed the poster and tore it to shreds.

She had a pair of seven to eighty thousand, and this would mean that she would be able to win with a sixty or ninety thousand. Generally speaking, as long as the ten thousand and ninety thousand were in someone else’s hands, she would not be able to win. That meant that from this moment onward, as long as someone discarded a ninety thousand dollars, Elaine would win the game immediately! Under this kind of circumstances, she would be able to win at the highest multiplier! As she thought about this, Elaine excitedly arranged her tiles as she said, “I have a draw!” Linda asked in surprise, “Elaine that is amazing. You have a draw with the cards that you just drew?”