A Simple Life Book Novels & Stories

Being in this environment brought the book he had read last night to surreal life. To him, the novel was more than just a representation of a man struggling against nature and age. It was a kind of metaphor for life. Sometimes, thought James, we go after our dreams based on preconceived notions and ideals of success and life doesn’t always work out the way we intended. But like the old man, he figured you had to keep going no matter what. Because as is the case with real life, just as in the book, there is always someone watching and learning from your example.

I pray they become lifelong friends, and carry each other in the Lord's footprints. My savings account that I'm building up for my brand new Dodge Journey. All the erroneous things The Lord has blessed my family, friends, and I with. Coffee! Twizzlers! Pineapple! Jack's Blessings God and Country Family (Trace, Dill, my other boys Tyler, Jared, and Tony) everyone at church. Our jobs. The food, clothing, shelter, etc. we've been blessed with. The stupid cats. The colour blue Caffeine

“Never judge a book by its cover. Having a coworker like her is seriously the biggest stain on my life.” I ignored everyone’s mocking comments and simply smiled as I escorted Elijah and his group out. After everything I went through in my previous life, words like these meant nothing to me anymore.

) ᪥Salam lovelies ᪥ ᪥So here is the chapter ᪥ “Life is too short as we all know it to be. So why dare to spend it trying to live up to other people’s worldly expectations of you?” ~EDMOND MBIAKA ᪥Do share my story with your friends and followers ᪥ ᪥Do vote silent readers ᪥ ᪥I wrote this chapter in my super super busy schedule᪥ ᪥May God bless you all with a beautiful future Ameen᪥ ᪥Allah hafiz᪥ ᪥Love you all᪥ ♥️♥️♥️

It was crafted with care and a complete meal with a variety of tastes, textures, and colorful food: rice, meat, pickled vegetables, and egg rolls. “I can’t believe you prepared this!” I was in excitement. I do forget to prepare my lunch and don’t have enough cash in my pocket to buy lunch at the cafeteria. There is one time that I went to buy snack and almost cost half of my monthly wage from Mairin! And I was thankful enough that he came and made lunch for me. A truly work of a God. Food is life. I use chopsticks and shovel a few bites in my mouth. Oh, it was heaven.

Leon looked in my direction and gave a knowing smile. I quickly rolled up the window, not wanting to see the two of them any longer. As we neared the pack, I saw someone selling berries by the road. I told the driver to stop so I could buy some, as Sean loved these berries. Lucas appeared behind me at some point, his expression displeased as he said, "Mother, your memory is terrible. I only like meat—I don't like this kind of thing at all…" I quickly refuted, "These aren't for you."

*You have no idea what others are dealing with in their personal life so just be nice, its that simple! This book is a complete work of fiction, No name, event or happening in this book are real. If any is found common or same as real life event or happening, then it is coincidental and shouldn't be taken personally or seriously. I apologize in advance for any error you may find in this book. Please constructive comments are welcomed, (I'll reply) but any annoying comment would be ignored and deleted. 💛 Flourish Ruth Felix (also known as love_richie)

Just peace. When our eyes met, he walked over and pressed a kiss to my forehead. “You’re safe here,” he whispered. And I believed him. The wind picked up, carrying the scent of baked bread and honey. A little cottage sat at the edge of the field, smoke curling up from the chimney like something out of a storybook. This dream — this life — it wasn’t about wealth or titles or success. It was about love. Simplicity. Joy. The kind that didn’t demand. The kind that didn’t break you down to feel worthy.

I say calmly. She sighs with relief and when she speaks again her voice sounds calmer. “Well, honey. I'll wait for you at home, you have your dinner in the microwave, I made you pancakes with honey” I smile. She knows they are my favorite food and she always makes them to surprise me. She is the sweetest woman in the world. “Thank you mom, I love you. I'll see you.” “And I love you, honey.” I hang up the call and put my cell phone in one of the back pockets of my jeans and start walking back home with slow steps, while kicking a pebble I found on the way.

My life was so simple, so calm and so ordinary that I didn't think that one day it would all come crashing down. I mean, I didn't lose much because I didn't have the great life of a millionaire, but I did have my university, my scholarship and my dreams. Everything was so settled in place that when that horrible man came into my life to make my life better it also made me fall apart. Yes, I'm talking about Oliver Price. That monster, that demon dressed as a prince. It's bad, very bad.