A Little Life A Novel Novelas e Histórias

Only good thing about all of this was, she had a whole month to write the essay, so she can research and find her words. Just like this, the bright day turned into dark night and librarian came to her, to remind her, that it was the time for the library to be closed. Sia sighed and got up to leave, but didn't forget to place every book back in its place. She guess, she will have to come again the next day and continue her quest to find the real meaning of life in someone else's words.

He still would not let me in the library though. It was my 22 birthday, and Amara (age 22), Blake (age 26. He had stopped aging 6 years ago.) , and Anthony wanted to take me out to watch a movie. They said it would be worth watching. It was a movie about a man who went to hell to save his wife. They said it was old, but good. The name of the movie was “What Dreams May Come”. It made me cry at the end of it. After the movie we all went our separate ways. Amara had to go to college classes, and Blake had a job as a bodyguard for a client. He wasn’t allowed to tell much about his job. Well he told Anthony, but not me and Amara.

tbh i wasn't planning a happy ending but changed my mind. For how much i made them suffer i think they deserve a happy ending so here it is. somehow i feel that this story is a little special for me as all the characters are somehow representing my personality. i just write for fun but i wrote this novel while going through some difficult phases like university entrance and starting a new journey this novel really helped me escape the exhausting reality and feel myself again. to all the readers thank you for supporting me and thank you kongfu team for the contracts and consultation.

I rushed my questions. “Let’s talk in my office please” He said calmly. I nodded and followed him. We got to his office and he asked me to sit down. “Just tell me what’s wrong!” I half screamed and the doctor finches. “Food poisoning” he said. “What?” My eyes widened in shock. “Her food was poisoned. The drug is really strong and it’s a miracle she’s still alive, the drug takes effect after two to three hours of use and it’s suppose to kill her immediately but she was brought in fast” he explained.

Only a little pup noticed her when she was sneaking out again. Now she's finally out of her pack and in a different pack entirely. She breathed in the air of the new place, spreading her hands wide. It was night already but everywhere was still bright. This joy came from her. Joy of freedom. She didn't even know how to start her new life but then, there's one thing she knows, she will survive and she will return home stronger than she had been.

Let's go" He ordered and I stood up. "When we come face to face with people, I expect you to compose yourself. Your name is Lauren Dennis, you're a software engineer from a prestigious yet unknown family and you schooled in Hamilton University. You lived a sheltered life. Your hobbies are reading, writing and violin practice. Are we clear?

**A Glimpse of Hope** The morning light filtered through the thin curtains of their small room, casting a gentle glow over the worn furniture and wooden floors. Lillian awoke to the soft sounds of the town outside—footsteps on the cobblestone streets, the distant murmur of voices, the faint clinking of dishes from a café nearby. It was a comforting contrast to the chaos of the last few days, a reminder that the world could still be quiet and ordinary.

A little sound of the door being shut lightly was made. Impressive, they got into it too. Without me hearing them. The book “The Little Life” was one of the best books I read when I got here but it was too sad to finish. I only read it when I want to cry but I never made it to the middle of the book. “I know you are here,” I said calmly. “Who are you?” Whoever was in the room with me chuckled. I picked a knife, turned, and hurled it straight for his throat.

She sat in the corner of her cell all day without sleep, murmuring to herself over and over that it was all her fault. "Zachary, I'm sorry… If there's a next life, I promise I'll make it up to you." Without thinking, I immediately responded, "That won't be necessary, Mom. I don't want to be your son in the next life." As if she could suddenly see me, Mom turned toward me and exclaimed, "Zachary, you came to visit me! I knew you couldn't bear to leave me." I was startled, but I tried speaking to her again.

Little does he know that it wasn’t a secret to me. I laughed wickedly, stepping on the gas as I drove to the tiny house farther from town. Better be in here, Lorenzo, and I might just spare your life. I parked my car, stepping out of the vehicle. I scanned my environment, my eyes darkened as it fell on a figure. Weren’t the heavens working in my favor? Lorenzo was seated right outside the hut with his head thrown back. A smile crept on my lips, reaching for my gun from the back.