About Life Story Novels & Stories

ETHAN A wise man once said that life was a collection of tiny, insignificant moments that would ultimately amount to the story of someone’s life. It wasn’t some sort of grand story that would inspire a generation. Just the simple, everyday things that stood out to you. And that’s what I always believed. My life could ultimately be boiled down to a few significant moments; at first, I wouldn’t even know that they were going to stand out. But then, thanks to the gift of hindsight, I would look back and realise that that single moment was a defining moment in my life.

Only a broken knows how deep those pieces cut.....ME ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Life is a beautiful tale to some people and for some, it's only a tragic tale with a sad ending. And stories of love have both, you have no idea, whether your love story will be a tragic one or a happy ending. The funny thing is everyone cares about the person around whom the whole story revolves, but no one cares about the love life of people who play a major role in their stories, no one cares about their broken hearts.

“When you tell a story you are setting a contract with your audience. You don’t say to them ‘Let me tell you something that happened in real life,’ you say, ‘Let me tell you a story.’ People look to stories to give them the things that real life doesn’t.” “Such as?” “In real life your problems are rarely resolved, you don’t get closure on the situations or relationships that have most impact on your life. Your father never explains why he didn’t say how proud you made him. Your ex-wife never apologies for cheating on you repeatedly. Bad people aren’t punished for their crimes and good people go unrewarded for their virtue. We look to stories to give us the closure and the resolution we so de

Her story was filled with struggles and triumphs, and I found myself inspired by her determination. In return, I shared a few stories about my life with Henry, the good times and the bad. It wasn't easy to talk about it, but I discovered that it was a way to let go of the pain that had been weighing me down. I had to open up before I would explode. Ashley listened without judgment, until I finished. “Can I say something, Nina?” “Why not?” I responded with a smile.

And he pulls me in for a kiss. In the tapestry of life, every thread holds significance. Whether it is joy, sorrow, laughter, or tears, we find ourselves interwoven with the extraordinary thing called life. I’ve learned in my decades, to embrace each moment, for it is the culmination of my unique story, to find solace in the beauty of shared moments, and to treasure the time we spend with family and friends because, in the end, it is love, resilience and the pursuit of happiness that makes life’s grand finale truly remarkable.

They say cherish the memories of your love one's that have died but remembering everything about that person and then you realizing that it's only memories and you won't be able to make more memories with them is the worst form of toture. It only makes you miserable. I once had a beautiful and peacefull life that wasn't full of death and misery. I was ready to start a family with the love of my life but unfortunately the universe didn't agree with it. Fate had decided to take him and our unborn baby away from me. I lost my mother and baby sister. My older brother Alessandro was killed on his way home. The only people I have left in my dark and misrebale life is my dear father, twin brother a

She cut me off in middle of words and snapped "Stop your nonsense lara....!! why are you saving that rascal?...are you that insane..He didn't showed a little concern for you all these years but you crazy... can't you see anything..?? are you that blind with him..??" I knew her rage towards Aiden. she was concerned about me, the only person who shows some care for me in this world. she is my one and only friend from my young age. she can understand me, my feelings well because she is an orphan and me too. I lost my parents at my young age of 10 in a car accident. I was sent to an orphanage after that accident because I lost my memory and no one came forward to help me. They didn't cared me be

“Our queen and king need to be replaced.” “Quite! I do not want to be food!” I listened to this conversation between two men. I did not follow. What did they mean queen and king? Did we live in a world where there was no democracy? Was this a monarchy? I just figured the people ruled. I do not know why I thought this, but it seemed like it would be the way of life. What happened to the world? This gut feeling could not be wrong. What did he mean by becoming food too? I was so confused. I listened to other people, trying to find other things I did not know about.

I said " mom I don't think history is like geography, history is about the past and geography is about the world and natural things you know " Bree said looking at me skeptical okay maybe I do need to go back to my books " you saying you got a dummy mom? - im hurt you kids I'm hurt, i'll live...call your aunty Dine shell help you out " I said, I am a bit hurt though that I'm not that much educated like I wish I was, and I hope my kids get to go to college and finish their masters and everything up coz I never got the chance to be who I really want to be, yes I did go to college but since my GED was not high enough I didn't really qualify to study engineering like I wanted I just went to the

2k words. Anyways tysm for reading this! And also i started writing this story when i was like 15 i think if im not wrong, im sorry for any mistakes i made or if anything is cringe. (Im currently editing this story, to make it better and add more details and fix the grammar!) please vote for this so it motivates me to write more:) And also comment! thank you