"The Lady Luck" is a romantic suspense novel, written as an epic poem that has a mix of love, mystery, and a shocking twist that will leave readers guessing until the very end.
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The story follows Richard, a driven college student on a relentless pursuit of success. When a mysterious woman named Alia enters his life dressed with millions of diamonds, offering support, his world turns dramatically. As he ascends the ladder of ambition, he grapples with unforeseen challenges and confronts his inner demons. A fateful night unfolds, revealing the truth behind Lady Luck's motives and forever altering Richard's destiny.
Now when in life he starts climbing the ladder of success, many disturbing situation arises where his rivals start pushing him into the well of failure, and some try to send a ghost designed with a frame of a hippie girl to raise conflicts with his lady luck. Honesty and dedication are all that he had in him which made him dedicated towards his goal, and loyalty screaming inside his veins protected his love towards lady luck which resulted in getting rid of all the negative energies wandering on his head. After trying multiple times when he had nothing with him except to accept his failure, the lady luck who placed her hand on his head filled him up with immense energy and motivation to repair his ladder, he again started with everything from the first step and a women on his side tuned his nights with millions of stars and the bright moon in between. After a lot of hardships, he became successful, the brighter days came and there came the unexpected turns where multiples of blood flowed, which included the blood of his lady, looking at it with a microscopic lens of nature all those deaths turned into a murder—a criminal with a mask on who is been searched by every lens around the city.
In the mid of the chapter, some mysterious foot entered with shady eyes and a hat ruling the head, who showed him the right way to address all his situations perfectly and helped him sketch a blueprint to face reality.
“What happened in the end?”
“Who was the murderer?
A politician whose son was a rival in his early times, sensing the failure of his child made all his people take a bath in blood in an urge to take revenge.
A twist comes’
When the whole book opened in front of his eyes, when he was a lonely soul with no one on his side, a picture followed its way towards him’ a snapshot from the 1970s where his late father was standing with a priest and a woman. The same woman who was his Lady Luck, the same who supported him. And the same priest who was considered as a mysterious foot, who showed him the perfect way.
The one who romanticize love through their illusions and crave for some unexpected turns & mysteries.
I have been weaving tales of fantasy and romance through my poetry for the past seven years. My words are raw, passionate, and unapologetically edgy. With a heart that beats for love and a mind that dreams in magic, I’m on a mission to create a book that will captivate readers and leave them spellbound. Get ready to dive into a world where love knows no bounds and dreams come to life. From the early age of my life, I have been fantasizing about a story that is diluted with love and romance, with some unexpected turns and an unbelievable end. Writing it with all the blood of my heart I have reached finishing my own first romantic-suspense story that will keep you interested till the last word.
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Prologue
“Happy hour” wow so I will be getting an extra drink’
Yes, sir the bar is boozing everyone with some extra shots, the bartender told me sitting at the Irish café Colaba, Mumbai; resting my legs at the long chair placed on the edge of the bar I ordered a mug of beer with a five-spice chicken,
A solo trip to a new destination the gateway of India or commonly known as the west coast of India’
“Glug-Glug” the bartender poured chilled fresh beer into the mug, “Enjoy your drink sir” with a wide smile he put the mug in front of me,
Polishing my lips with the intoxicated drink I felt an urge to lighten up a cigarette,
Taking out a pack of cigarette from my pocket I walked towards the open area to enjoy salty smoke with my drink,
Enjoying the warmness in the weather, I got noticed by a beautiful girl’ noticing black cloak in me or a quite neighbor personality as the mysteries in my charismatic were shouting loud, she walked towards me all alone “Do you have a lighter?”
Quickly I handed over the fire machine to her; “Hi, this side Kirti Chopra”
Oh Hi, this side Dhruv khanna’
She lightened her stick and stood next to me to enjoy the vapors’
“On a solo trip?” she asked me with a Monalisa smile on her face;
“Yes, on a two-day vacation then I will be heading towards Nashik” I replied visioning towards her;
Diving deeper into the ocean of conversations, she told me about her profession as a cabin crew working for domestic airlines and coming towards me a corporate worker working with edtech, taking an off for a couple of days I had come to this place to enjoy with myself’
“A corporate employee is fine, but what you want to become in the next phase of your life, means I don’t think so you are meant for a 9-5 job, your personality speaks a thousand artistic words”
With in a single meet, within the first hour of a conversation she got to know the secrets of my heart with the help of dizziness of my frame;
Astonished me; took the conversation to the next chapter’ “I always wanted to become an Author, even I have a story diluted with immense love and secrets”
Sounds good’ let’s pour another glass of beer and afterwards I would love to listen a short summary of your story;
Happiness flicked on my head “At least someone is interested to listen all of my rhymes”
Cheers! Clinking our glasses to one another I started explaining my story to her,
So, a love story involving thousands of hidden secrets, where a gorgeous billionaire girl falls into love with a poverty-stricken boy who was even longing for some romantic rhythms in his life, finding the treasury of his own life he fell into some unexpected events in the mid of the chapters, a deeper dark night where all the demons were dancing together gazing into the passionate souls, a night where everything turned upside-down and some mysterious foot walked into their life with a torch in their hands.
“Who was that girl?
What was her name?
Who were those mysterious foot?” Kirti curiously asked me with a mask of scariness on her face’
Damm! Can’t wait to read out this story,
“I’m approving you” write down this story as a novel and gift me a signed copy of it,
With a blissful smile on my face, I decided to write down those lyrics from all the blood in my heart”
THE LADY LUCK
(Where Destiny Falls)
Chapter 1
“A thunder cloud sweeps up the sky with its beam,
Giving birth to the rain,
Which started scraping off all the particles shattered in the atmosphere,
Offering a chance for weather to get diluted with cold ice,
The sun and the moon rushing towards each other in search of coziness,
Formed a large eclipse, showering their blessing to all the happy hearts”
“Richard get up, it’s the first day of your college” Emily the only parent of Richard said to him while ironing his clothes,
Richard a loner in his own life, laying down on his bed with a plan to mark his absence on the very first day of his lecture at New York University,
Emily rushed towards him the moment when her ears ringed with silence for couple of minutes,
Impatiently she stabbed into his room with the support of her knuckles,
And standing in front of him she saw; “Richard wrapped inside the blanket of laziness”
Gazing the view her face turned upside down adding a pinch of anger in it,
She shouted “The clock is leaving you behind, get up immediately”
Suddenly in the next tick of the clock,
A light thunderstorm took over the sky with its shine,
Emily walked near the window, to survey the weather out there,
The dark clouds governing the sky,
Releasing millions of tiny water droplets,
Making the streets dance in rain,
Witnessing this from the middle of her eyes,
She whispered; “The climate is in your support”
Richard pulled off his blanket from his face and told her; “If we had a car then I would have gone to college”
Emily ignored his words like a slow wind passing through a window and moved out from his room,
Richard made loneliness sleep by his side, hugged him like a pillow, and slept once again,
“Richard a school graduate who is longing for a home, an abode which is filled with all its complete fantasies, the one whom he has carved all his desires into the moon & the stars”
Late in the mid-night,
He got up from his bed,
The time when his eyes is no longer howling for a nap,
With its frame diluted with immense energy he walked towards his terrace,
A cigar got a spark at his tip,
That busted the atmosphere with a large cloud smoke,
Richard diving into the cloud with its thoughts filled with bucket of emotions,
Emotions which started filling up the cloud with his fantasy world,
“Holding a cup of trophy, where his guarding angels were clapping and screaming “You made it””
Where he won all the medals of his life,
Where he was winning all the time,
Securing a first place on every edge of his life,
Seconds later, when he was drowning into his own world of dreams,
The cloud breaks off, he immediately looked at his cigar,
And the giant monster cancer stick was counting his last breath,
He threw it away like a bone in chicken lollipop,
And the laid down on the floor of his terrace,
With the moment of his fingers, he started counting the uncountable starts in the beautiful dark sky,
While going through with one star to another,
His throat whispered all the wishes that was locked inside his soul,
A gust of wind travelled through his face,
Which forced his eyes to close its door,
“One wish, second wish, third wish” his throat didn’t stopped to whisper the dreams of his heart,
The next moment when he stopped whispering,
His eyes opened his eyelids to gaze the galaxy,
“The sky falls
A shooting star just blends his way
Which glittered his eyes, wide and long
That showed an amour story which is about to start in the peak hours”
The nature gave a sudden push to his frame,
Which let him leave the floor,
He rubbed his eyes several times,
To gaze the shooting star with a fresh note,
“Yes, yes, I saw a shooting star, hey Richard look at this even the moon was listening to all your wishes”
Confidentially he got up from the floor with the power of his legs,
And happily, moved to his room,
Walking inside his room from one corner to another,
Talking to his own spirit “Richard you have to do something, the star won’t give you everything sitting idle”
A light bulb just alarmed his head “Lets plan something big”
Something than can erase all my problems,
Something from which I can fulfill all my dreams,
Thinking like an Einstein for couple of hours that faded away all the darkness in the sky,
He jumped up twice ignoring the gravity,
Yes, yes, I got an idea “Talking to himself alone”
Let’s plan a startup,
Will open the gates of traditional market into online world,
“Struggle is what everyone starts doing but the road in the end of tunnel is in our favors or not that defines our destiny”
Working till mid night, his eyes got busy in plotting ideas that were wandering in his nerves,
Spending his nights working on an electronic device for next couple of months,
His mother observed him “seem busy these days, what’s going on”
His eyes into his screen, moving from left to right “Busy building my future”
Tight-lipped she, ignored his words & walked out,
He got so much involved in it,
Sometimes forgot to have his dinner,
Sometimes getting ready for his college without sleeping,
Treating himself sedulous,
Worked late & long nights,
Months passed away and he was ready with something,
“A big mysterious plan,
A plan then can turn him into a billionaire,
A plan that can change his life upside-down”
He has a blueprint in his hands to hold a billion-dollar cheque,
But to mark an execution,
He need an ample amount of money,
And once he looked at his pocket,
Nothing was there except old dust,
Everything needs money,
He forgot that this PDF won’t make him rich,
But the execution can,
“A new sun drawn in the clouds,
Making the sky clearer and more visible,
Washing up the clouds with immense heat,
Gifting the birds, a clearer vision to travel millions of oceans in search of gold nest”
From the next sunshine,
Richard get up early in the morning,
Tucked his formal shirt,
Fixed his collar,
Like a bond he walked out of his house to approach several investors,
The one who can invest their money on his future,
The one who can believe him,
But in exchange of his hard work nature gifted him with a lot of rejections,
All investors treated him a unmature kid,
Considering him as a small boy, who can’t even do his homework by his own,
Getting a bundle of negative feed backs,
Sadly, he dropped his plan like a paper in the bottle in middle of the sea,
And started sailing in the same ship in which he was before,
Chapter 2
“Looks like his destiny is dancing with the rhythms of lonely sea,
His ideas, his innovation is lost in the mountains of sands,
And the sun ignored the horizon to bless them with a shinning tone,
Following the flash of the moon, he saw his dreams sitting in a sinking ship”
“Bell rings” all the students left the class in a hurry,
An hour break is waiting for them outside under the open sky,
The last feet which slowly-slowly moved out of the class was of Richard,
The moment when he saw the heat boiling from the rays of the sun,
His tongue sparked & craved for an Ice-cream,
With a lazy soul he started walking towards the cafeteria,
Standing in front of the sweet-scoop cart,
A beautiful girl “Alia” stood next to him,
Fixing her hairs,
Tongue wandering on her lips, craving for a dark chocolate ice-cream,
Richard observed her with the corner of his eyes,
And like a stillness in the weather his eyes remained staring at her constantly,
Person at the counter, shake him “Do you want anything”
He immediately looked at him from the middle of his eyes,
Yes, yes, “One vanilla cone” with an uncomfortable tone he asked,
Vendor asked him for money,
Searching his pockets, first left then right, as usual nothing was there except dust,
He looked into his bag, searched for his wallet, “oh no, I forgot it at my room table”
in the next flick of wind, he pat his forehead with his fingers,
Vendor misbehaved with him “it’s not free” shouting at him like he is a beggar,
Embarrassment flourished on his face, his troubled eyes moved down on the floor,
Alia standing on his left, watching him closely “A boy with an innocent face” she felt pity for him,
Immediately she took out money from her pocket, gave it to the vendor “He is not a beggar, he is with me”
She turned around & walked,
Richard took his ice-cream, passed an arrogant smile to the vendor, ran towards her,
“Hey listen, who are you” & “why did you paid for me”
She turned around and moved her gaze towards him,
A silent wind just hit his face,
Which forced him to drown into her sea of pupil,
A vivid picture created in the center of her eyes,
And there he look himself dancing with the book of romance,
The nature showering a bunch of rose petals on him,
Suddenly she whispered “Hey, are you here”
Yes, yes, I’m,
She put her hand forward “Alia this side” I saw that bad man was torturing you, so I just saved your honor,
Stunned he, introduced himself to her “For sure will return your money by tomorrow”
She smiled bright “No worry” and walked away with a charming bright face,
“The magnetism in her eyes made him lost in the ocean of her affection,
His frame got intoxicated with the melody of her ringing soul,
The potent dose coursing through his veins transported him to a hallucinatory realm,
The world where he started picturing him with her”
Alia a gorgeous girl in the university with an introvert personality,
The girl is loved by all around her, every single guy in the university dreams to get tied in a rope with her,
She was a crush of all,
Spending her whole year in the university,
She was tired rejected multiples of proposals,
Whosoever tries to flirt with her,
Richard laying down on his bed with a happy face & beatific smile,
“He fell in love with the little things about her, the way her eyes looked at him, the way her smile rules her face”
“Old rotten bread met a butter cup cake”
He was really surprised that a stunning girl of college encountered him,
Does he consider himself lucky for it, or just a co-incidence,
He was himself puzzled, but this morning painting makes him sleep peacefully with a big smile,
Dreaming with closed eyes, he got a motivating factor to kill his absence in the university,
Excited he, tomorrow he will again get a chance to hold on a conversation with her,
A wind of luck coming on its way in a form of a lady that’s exciting”
Richard arose with the dawn, triumphing over the sun in the morning,
The first thing which he did, was to check Alia background through her social media account,
Going through with her social status,
Observing all her post closely,
A vivid picture got drawn in his mind,
“The girl is the daughter of a reputed industrialist of the town, carrying a voluminous lifestyle”
Looking at her lifestyle he lost his confidence to hold on a conversation with her,
His overthinking build a picture in which she already rejected him because of his poor lifestyle,
With a depressed facial expression, he threw away his cell phone on the bed
His imaginary negative world murdered his happiness with a burning flame of his heart,
Carrying the grave of bliss he walked towards his shower room,
Standing under the raining shower, he closed his eyes to listen the scream of sorrows,
In between hundreds of vocals, he heard a shout of his mother “Are you planning to miss your first lecture”
With an arrogant face he closed the tap of the shower,
And wore a regular attire, just like an ordinary person,
Carrying a bag of books & some cents he drove towards the university in a toned two-wheeler,
First thing which he did after entering into the university was to walk towards the cafeteria,
In search of Alia to handover her cash,
Searching her around multiples of faces he found nothing expect her absence,
“I should check her class schedule” curiously he went to the bulletin board,
“Oh, she is busy in her first lecture” till she get free from her classes he decided to roam around the university to witness every single corner,
The students passing through him noticing his toned bag and shoes and whispering “Is our university is welcoming students from backward cast”
“BELL RINGS”
He immediately walked back towards cafeteria,
Gazing again at every corner, his eyes caught her in the middle of the food court,
“There she is, sitting with her class friends”
But taking a foot forward he decided to meet her once she is free from all of them,
And decided to sat alone on the right corner, till the time her friends leave,
Alia gossiping with her friends,
Holding a laughter conversations,
She suddenly saw him from the middle of her eyes,
Sitting alone, sailing his bag on his lap,
Her intellectual nerves investigated by her own that he is sitting there to meet her,
And because of all other people out there he is afraid to meet her,
The veins of her feet decided to follow the route towards him,
Standing in front of him, she asked “Are you waiting for me”
Nervously he looked up towards her, and again the nature drowned him into ocean of her beautiful smile, that made him intoxicated with the alluring gaze of her eyes,
“Hey, I’m asking you” she mumbled looking constantly towards him,
His departed shadows came together in the next second,
“No, Ahh, actually yes,” here Is your money that I owe you “Big smile on his face”
She looked at the money, then on him, a mysterious smile formed on her face,
“Will not accept this, if you want to repay me then buy me a “Cold coffee”
“The sun sitting behind the misty clouds,
The moon busy dancing in the pouring rain within the milky way,
The weather surrounded by immense heat,
All together offered him a chance to serve others”
With a gust of wind, he rush towards the cash counter to order a cold coffee for her,
Alia seated there, in a crave to have a thrilling drink,
A couple of minutes later, he came back holding an iced mocha in his hand,
She welcomed the drink “I guess the brew will taste more sweatier than before”
Listening to this he got a blush on his cheeks,
But from the back of her, all of her friends passing on peeve faces to him,
Wondering “How come she is sitting with an underprivileged individual”
The nature over there let him ignore all the arrogant faces,
Using a focus lens of his pupil, he was constantly staring at her,
Fixating at her sweet cherry coated lips sipping the coffee,
Peering at her eyes, the way they are diluted with ethereal sweetness,
Observing how her straight lengthened hairs are bathing with the sun,
Suddenly Alia disturbed the working of his eyes,
And asked him “You don’t have any lecture for today”
A stammering voice took its place on his tongue “I do, means I have already attended it”
Noticing the tone of his voice, she felt curious, her eyes turned small like they are looking for an answer,
But still ignoring it in the next second, she asked him if he is free then she would love to take him out for a lunch,
Richard looking at the left-over cents in his pocket, a last coin which is left there made him tight lipped,
Alia who was noticing his every single movement got understand that his empty pocket made him shut his mouth,
She just simply stood from the chair and made him follow her footsteps towards the parking lot,
Exactly till where her car is parked,
A shining black Mercedes that signals of a cozy mysteries parked in the right corner that gave a spark on the eagle like eyes of Richard,
Whispering in his own lips “Oh my god, this Is far out of my status”
His bug eyes noticing every edge of the car like a curious explorer,
Alia took out her car, Richard sat inside it carefully and drove towards the best Italian restaurant in the city,
“The magical wind in the nature,
The castle at the end of the street,
The romantic flair in the atmosphere with a touch of sweetness,
All together let his heart savor the scoop of desert”
Late in the night, when the moon was dancing with the waves of the ocean,
Richard sitting in his terrace with a long giant cigar, thanking the stars for all the sweet things the galaxy offered to him,
All the abandoned corridors of his heart were celebrating the old school romantic date that happened in the afternoon,
“The time in the clock, kept on rushing on a higher pace then before and with the beam of the hourglass two different sea meet each in a hunger to get swamped in each other drops of love”
Month later, both become close to each other,
Ringing each other ears with all of their secrets,
And yes in between that late long night conversations,
Richard got to know that its Alia birthday month, a big celebration is near in the calendar,
As she decided to throw a party in an expensive club in the town,
All of her friends are invited included Richard,
He got excited after his ears ringed her invite,
In the excitement he decided to gift something to her, whatever his pocket allows,
From the next sunshine he started collected dollars in a jar,
All the penny’s which he used to get from his mother,
Late in the dark hour, while laying down on his bed, eyes gazing at the ceiling of the wall,
His angel soul craved to confess his feelings to her “Whatever the answer will, I will confess mine”
To fulfill his craving, he planned to confess it tomorrow.
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