A Life Well Lived Novels & Stories

'He has achieved success who has lived well, laughed often, and loved much; Who has enjoyed the trust of pure women, the respect of intelligent men and the love of little children; Who has filled his niche and accomplished his task; Who has never lacked appreciation of Earth's beauty or failed to express it; Who has left the world better than he found it, Whether an improved poppy, a perfect poem, or a rescued soul; Who has always looked for the best in others and given them the best he had; Whose life was an inspiration; Whose memory a benediction. Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You ha

Etta asked, fearful of what she might hear next. "No. My aunt and uncle on my fathers side live with another pack across country and my mothers brother was also killed during the rebellion. Once Beta James became Alpha he took me in. He was my fathers most trusted advisor and friend, I had no reason to doubt that he would care for me." Annalise closed her eyes as she thought back to her childhood.

His grip tightened ever so slightly. "Mom," I whispered and felt something warm trickle down my cheek. No. This wasn't the time or the place to cry. I needed to say this for her. So wherever she was, she would know just how much she meant to me and how grateful I was to have her as my mother too. "A life well-lived is like a powerful work of art. Beautifully created and remembered by all. You were that beautiful melody in the rhythm of my life. The music of your life lives on. I live on because I know it is something you would want me to do. You are probably in heaven but I want you to know that I love you and that...I'll never forget you."

Nathan lied without hesitation, Eric smiled shyly. "Where are you, didn't you just come here to bring crabs and fish." “I live in the royal capital, now the royal capital has nothing to do, so I just moved these things. Seeing how good it is to live here, I want to stay here forever.” Nathan is hoeing the ground behind for Henry, heard that this afternoon there is grilled chicken with garlic for them to eat. Should want to work to stay for lunch. "Then why don't you buy a piece of land in this village to live in forever, just like me and Henry here."

He knew very well that they both were meant to be together and that just meant that even if they were separated, they would still end up together cause that's what their destiny said. “I love you.” She said as she hugged him tighter, her eyes closed and a smile fixed on her face. She didn't want to leave him not now, never. “I love you more.” He said, placing his chin in the crook of her neck. She was his happiness and the one he loved the most. He realized that making someone his reason to live on was not right cause now his reason for living was going to help others cause that's what he liked the most and that's what gave him happiness.

My silence only angered Vivian as she sneered at me, "Jason put on a suicide act, so now you're copying him too? You're a grown man. Why are you still acting the same as before?" I still said nothing. Or maybe it was better to say I simply did not know what to say. I didn't know whether Jason had truly wanted to die, but when I couldn't reach my asthma medication, I had truly wanted to die. I suddenly felt there was nothing worth living for anymore. I had failed at everything; whether as a husband, a father, or a son. But now, I finally saw things clearly after Death's ice-cold hands brushed through my skin. I had spent my life thinking about everyone else, yet I had kept neglecting myself.

Not just survival, but the chance to actually live. And I wasn't going to waste it. Starting now, I would build a life worth living. Not just worth protecting. A life of creation and love and joy. A life where my daughter could flourish without fear. A life where my marriage could deepen beyond tactical partnership. A life where my company could inspire instead of just succeed. That was the real victory. And it started today. I gathered my sketches and went downstairs. Marcus was making breakfast. Emma was setting the table. Normal. Mundane. Beautiful.

After Dunley had had a few drinks down his gullet, inspiration struck him right away, prompting him to recite a poem loudly on the spot. "From our ranks the storm and cloud unfurled; one step taken into the martial world, and time like wind drives every boy to man. Empire and power? A laugh, a passing plan. For life itself is but a drunken blur, a fleeting dream no heart can hold for sure.

You have explored many depths, lived experiences, learned, and made mistakes; I was a researcher and a follower, I read and watched, and I came to grips with the great problems of my life . But how can you improve your life at this level? I think the only solution I have found is to live as high a life as possible, and to try to always remain unharmed; To treat everyone with respect and dignity. It is a goal worth dedicating my life to, and it has proven successful for me

Oh look at that, you've come again. It's so sweet of you. I feel like we are already best friends, I can feel us bonding. You come every week to read my dumb confessions and that's pretty amazing of you. So in the spirit of friendship, I will answer any question you have. And I really hope you stick with me through out my journey. “Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but