Lady Misfortune の小説・ストーリー

This realization pierced her heart with deep anguish. However, in that moment of reflection, Lillian identified a singular source for her misfortune: Wendy Forbes. If Wendy had not resorted to blackmail and sought to destroy her career, she would not be facing this grim reality. It was clear to Lillian now that the entire situation stemmed from Wendy's actions. All of it was Wendy's fault.

Lady Fitzroy spoke coldly, her words directly targeting Lady Croyso. Lady Croyso glared angrily at the maid who had reported earlier. After so many years of service, she had made such a careless mistake, reporting without checking what was buried under the soil, causing such a farce. She reprimanded sternly, "Do you know your crime?" The maid turned pale and hurriedly kowtowed, "I beg your forgiveness, I beg your forgiveness!"

The difference was that Xena’s features were softer, her demeanor more elegant, and her gaze carried the effortless confidence of someone born into privilege. “So that’s how it is…” Mia muttered under her breath. She let out a soft, hollow laugh, wiping away a tear from the corner of her eye as if brushing off something insignificant. Now it all made sense. Her life had always been marked by misfortune. Luck had never been on her side. Even her mother, the only person she had to lean on, had passed away on her birthday. She should have known better. Someone like her, cursed with bad luck, was never going to stumble into a fairytale ending. A chance meeting wouldn’t lead a wealthy heir to fal

Whatever was happening here was far deeper and darker than it looked. Luke turned back to Owen. "You mistreated my mother so badly you thought she was dead. Don't even try to fix this. I still know what happened". He said, his voice a threat. "And I won't stop until I get justice" "I didn't mistreat your mother," Owen said quietly. "Whatever happened, it happened without me knowing" "What do you mean?" Luke asked, confused. Owen laughed "Fate," he said. "Fate is a funny thing. You stand between two very dangerous women, just like I did. One day, you are going to understand me"

I hoped my mates never found out I was a twin. Because they still called me Lira. Still mistook me for her. Still didn’t fully see me. Still didn’t fully choose me. Outside, destruction spread before me like a battlefield. Smoke thickened the air. Buildings stood half-burned and shattered. Belongings littered the ground like broken pieces of lives that used to exist. My chest tightened painfully. When my gaze found Martha’s shop—still standing—I felt a flicker of relief. Until I saw her. She was on her knees, sobbing, shoulders shaking, looking small and devastated—

Another lady came in. "You see you see your life? That's what we were telling you. Auntie SPEC, always craving for young boys in multi-colored socks, cross bag, and iPhone. 'I LOVE GUYS WITH BEARDS' Just take a look at your aftermath. You said you wanted to 'chop' life. I hope you have enjoyed it to your fullest. It definitely gave you more than you bargained for. Werey (Madwoman) You also wanted to feel among and 'oppress'. You finally ended up being the one oppressed. Do you think that a well-to-do guy would marry a liability like you? After living your life recklessly, you think you can lift the burden of your deserved consequences and put it on his head? No way! A man shall pay for his

Misfortune \mis-ˈfȯr-chən\ Noun. an event or conjunction of events that causes an unfortunate or distressing result. ******* CELINE WESTWOOD POV. I groaned in agony, at the misfortune that I had just allowed myself to be put into. Dropping my head onto my desk. Like a rabbit being taunted by a tasty carrot under a box, I had unknowingly let my guard down and put myself in a position to be trapped.

The diminutive manservant went to have the short-armed maid speak up. “It’s all her Empress’s fault those good men died.” “Damn-ignorant girl.” The man shook his head, and the big nose went on. “No good comes from a woman on the throne, they say,” “Should it be any surprise? I mean, look at her mother.” All three crossed themselves to wave off the bad luck before continuing. “But, thank god for Lord Mykhol’s quick thinking.” The big-nosed maid gushed. “Yes, thank god for him.” The second maid agreed.

"Astra...but..." "He's the worst. He...he betrayed us, all of us, right after dad died...on top of that...and...and we all had to fight in our worst moments because of that...and he is the reason you ended up with that stupid curse...to protect us all, you took all the burden on your shoulders and ended up being cursed by...by the moon goddess...and...and you won't find a mate due to that..." she said, hardly being able to stop herself from sobbing. She was shaking badly. I went and patted her head.

His tail unintentionally escaped and wagged submissively at the lord. “Oh, my lord. Please quell your anger. Oh, my lord.” Shadow shut her eyes and let out an exasperated sigh. “What did I do to deserve this betrayal? Not once, but twice.” The first one happened inside the book. With her personal maid who is already dead. “Midas.” She sounded defeated, her voice carried the greatest disappointment. Midas was a person she handpicked. She was proud of him. Midas sobbed. “It’s not what you are thinking, Your Holiness.”