Book Choose Joy Novels & Stories

Shouldn't they put books on politics here? Out of curiosity, Karen Joy reached out to take the book and opened it. At the bottom of the preface, she saw this "If you love me, give your heart to me!" It was indeed a romance novel. Karen Joy continued to flip through the pages. After reading a few pages, she found that the male lead in the book lost his sight in an accident and wanted to give up on the female lead. It was the female lead's love that guided the male lead out of the dark and brought them together again.

It was getting dark outside. Joy stood up holding the manuscript her father just gave her in her arm, walking quickly through the coach towards her bedroom where she put the book on her desk. Then she thought of something, rushed to her bag on the coat hanger earlier and pulled out a clay figure. It looked like an ordinary small clay figure except that it would be too authentic. "Baby, I got a gift for you. Look, this is a present I received from Grandpa Gao yesterday. It looks just like me; you have my permission to play with it. "Joy displayed it proudly.

Joy replied with a huff. "Is that all?" Eden glanced at her, then pulled out a book from her sling bag—a treatise on alchemy written in an ancient language. Joy stole a glance at the book but quickly looked away, unable to understand a word of it. Eden was known for her eccentricities, so Joy thought nothing of her reading a book that others couldn't comprehend. "Aren't you angry?" Joy asked curiously, studying Eden. After spending time with her over the past few days, Joy had developed a basic understanding of her personality.

Anne's P.O.V The funny thing about life is we make plans and then it just happens, whether as planned or a completely different way. My current life may not have been as I had planned it, but if I had a second chance, I believe I wouldn't be changing one thing. After having heard the reasons why I wasn't chosen, I was happy that I had gotten amazing parents and that later on in life I had received an additional mother and father figure in Rachel and Harold.

It was a wonder she was still standing. Having finished her pancakes, Joy wondered if she should go back to her apartment above Mike’s general store—yes, a real general store, and Joy had fallen in love with it the moment she’d stepped inside it—but there was nothing there. She couldn't unpack; she couldn’t set up her new bookshelves; she couldn’t even cook something. She tapped her nails on the plastic tabletop, thinking. Maybe she could go for a walk? Explore the town? But at the thought, her body groaned. What she really wanted was to go take a nap, but that wasn’t really a great idea, given her bed situation.

Her manicured nails dug deep into my flesh in a spot where no one could see, and I shoved her aside from the pain. Sarah fell to the floor and clenched her palms slowly. She looked at me in disbelief, and her lips trembled. "Penny, you—"

"Riley, you've been asked to join the filming for 'You're My Joy'!" my manager, Monica Jones, cried. Her words pulled me out of my confusion and sorrow. I hurriedly checked the trending topics to see that everything was peaceful on the Internet. There weren't any hurtful words. It looked like… I'd been reborn. I'd traveled three years back in time, and Peyton Grant was still alive.

He didn't put it down the sink either. It simply sat there, untouched. Like a quiet placeholder for something, or someone was missing. A space not yet ready to be filled. He picked up one of the books Joy had left for him. The one with her initials written inside the front cover. He opened it to the page she had bookmarked and began to read. Slowly. Carefully. As if he could hear her voice between the words, steady and soft, guiding him forward. In the middle of the chapter, his phone buzzed.

' Blinking back the tears, I mouthed a quick, 'You too. Once the moon hit the highest peak, the chief made his way in front of the girls. "This year is the thirtieth year we celebrate The Choosing. I hope all of you know how brave you all are. I pray you all stay safe, and for the one who finds their beast... know you are blessed." As he moved away from the front, I took a deep breath just as the chief's voice echoed across the open field. "Let the choosing begin!" the sound of cheers came from behind us, as many of the girls eagerly made their way towards that forest. With each step I took closer to the darkness that awaited me, I couldn't help but feel almost lighter.

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