A Little Life Book Summary Novels & Stories

" I immediately run towards her, and I was about to push her... But... It's too late. I found our body lying on the road with blood. I tried to reach out her hand even though I cant hardly move my body and my eyes are getting blurry. "J...J...Joy... Joy... Wake...up. Wake up. Joy... Wake up." I shed tears. I keep patting her hands, but she's not responding to me anymore. My eyes are getting blurry that I want to close my eyes now. However, before I could close my eyes, I saw... The door of the car opened. From inside a woman come out. I didn't have a chance to see her face because I lost my consciousness. --- THE END. SEE YOU IN BOOK 2 :')

21: Piecing All Together (1.1) AT THAT SAME MOMENT, Lei was chilling on a monoblock chair with a book in his left hand. On the book's front cover, says "Life is meaningless" with a majestic bold and italic golden font. Despite the fact that there's dust and cobwebs hovered all around him, he was able to maintain an elegant and graceful demeanor. On his face, was a slight, relaxing smile.

It was my favourite book. I smiled at the paragraph that was my favourite, before reading it out aloud, "They walked on, without knowing in what direction. There was too much to be thought, and felt, and said, for attention to any other object". Reading this paragraph I closed my eyes and the first thing, that came to my mind was Hardin. I broke into a smile unconsciously. When I realized it, I shooked my head and opened my eyes, sighing. I have been lost in the book for last few hours, but my watch suddenly started beeping. It was the signal that they were near here somewhere. I clicked on the watch to stop its beeping and continued reading, waiting for someone to show up.

"Aww a mini Lance. That's so adorable. And what's the book about." "About a girl falling for someone unexpected. The same guy that told her on her worst day that, one day a stranger will walk into her life and will flip her world upside down. And it will make her realize as to why it never worked out with anyone else but him." I smiled while looking at him in the crowd. "The book is called, My Personal BodyGuard. Based on true events." I smiled. Once my interview was over there was a meet and greet. I walked over there and there was a big line. It lasted about 2 hours.

"But life is a Rollercoaster, Liviana. It's a long, fun, and terrifying ride. And there's no getting off until the very end. So, you better enjoy it while it lasts." That woman had taught Liviana a valuable life lesson that day, and more than she knew, she had also given a young, hopeless girl her heart back. She had taught her of the rollercoaster that was life and had given her a new book to read from the cell her parents had her entrapped in. Only this book wasn't like the others. The words weren't the written form of deception and the book wasn't one where she was the side character in the story of her life. Instead, there was nothing. There were no lies, no loopholes, and certainly no g

DELIA I finally knocked on the door and when I heard a reply, I opened the door and walked inside. Levi's head was buried inside a book. I felt like crying. A few weeks back, he was lying almost lifeless but there he was, stronger and healthier. All thanks to the almighty for sparing his life. "Hi," I said. He must have thought I was a nurse or a doctor and that's why he didn't bother to check. But after I made my entrance recognizable by speaking, he looked away from his book.

That woman still lived inside her, but she wasn’t steering anymore. Jack came back, holding Nora’s handmade family scrapbook. He handed it to Elena. She flipped to the back page, added another photo—a snapshot from their beach trip last month. All five of them in the frame, blurry with motion and joy. Sand in their hair. Laughter frozen in time. Beneath it, she wrote in looping script: This is what it means to build a life. Not perfect. Not painless. But ours. Lila came out just then, barefoot and sleepy-eyed. "Mom?"

It was as if I was showing the living that death was not the end of life, but rather, the beginning of a new journey. My thoughts returned to the day of the accident. The surgery was successful, bringing an end to my tragic life.

Every one of his debts was tracked down, and everything in his name was frozen. No one knew where they had gone. Our old place became a target. An angry mob showed up at the door, yelling curses at the empty house and vandalizing it. Joanna's disappearance took me by surprise. I never expected her to vanish just as the police were about to move in. I never imagined she'd stay hidden for five whole years. Five years brought huge changes. My leg healed so well that I could walk without anyone noticing a limp. My pinky never fully healed, but it didn't bother me anymore.

Our book that would contain everything – the bar and the boy and the girl who wrote at 2 AM because writing was the only way she knew how to stay alive when the world said disappear. I’d start tomorrow. Tonight was the kitchen floor. Takeout containers and fluorescent light and the smell of charred garlic and his arm around me and the specific, irreplaceable quiet of two people who’d survived enough to stop being careful and start being real.