Novel & Cerita Book Choose Joy

"I'm content." "What's the difference?" "Happiness is a feeling. Contentment is a choice." She looks at me. "I choose you." "I choose you too." --- The second book comes out in November. The reviews are quiet — not the attention of the first, but that's fine. This book wasn't written for attention. It was written for the people who need to know that ordinary is enough. Celeste buys a copy at the local bookstore. "You didn't have to do that," I say.

he said, extending the book towards me. I took the book, my fingers brushing against the cover as I examined the title. "Little Women," I read aloud, a sense of familiarity washing over me. "Yes, it was Jacob's favorite book, and I think you will find it captivating too," he explained, his voice filled with warmth and nostalgia. "I'm sure I will," I replied, a soft smile playing on my lips, feeling a connection to Jacob through this shared love for literature. I ran my fingers along the cover, appreciating the weight of the book and the memories it held.

It looks like this is a place where he dumps whatever book he buys. I don't know that Jayden reads books. He doesn't look like one who reads books. Impulsively, I raise my hand to pick up a book from the shelf. I gasp in surprise, my heart swelling with joy when I see the type of book it is. A romantic novel! Wow! This is what I need. This is just the right hobby to find. This is what I need to keep me busy and keep me away from my troubles. Without taking a look at the others, I hide the book behind me, smiling to myself as I find my way out, praying that no one will see me as I enter the bedroom again, closing the door quietly behind me.

Robin continues eating, looking away from me, I wanted to smile but I suppressed it, not knowing I was in tears until it dropped on my hands and I felt it on my cheek. It wasn't sad tears, it was that of joy, I had thought Robin would curl on his bed and shut his door against the world or lock himself away, or isolate himself, but I was wrong, he was here, he was eating a meal he knows that was prepared by his mother, does this mean?...

Rosemary’s Pov “I will eat later…” I say softly , offering him a smile. He exchanges a look with Xavier , but I do not stay for the lectures that I know is coming. Instead I walk to the entrance and sit on the floor in a crossed legged position – my eyes fixated on the fiery red flames that almost touches the sky. I sit out there for a while , enjoying the peace of being alone. At this moment , all I ever want is to be alone. I would often feel my stomach kick me with hunger , as my nose smelt the food that was cooking but I easily turned my attention back to the burning kingdom.

The older lady patted her shoulder lightly while returning the smile then headed back to her business leaving Amy behind. "Where do I start from?" Confused Amelia whispered. "What kind of Christian books would be less boring?" She exhaled deeply while her fingers traced through the books on the shelf. “‘Ahaha!” exclaimed confused Amy as she picked out a book from the shelf. “What could this be about?” wondered Amy while she read the synopsis of the book in her hand. She read out in an undertone, “Filled with faith and inspiration, Break Out will challenge you to build a new prespective, let nothing hold you back…” Nodding her head in concurrence to the words she read, “ hmmmmm…. I certainly

Cela remains disappointed. "C'mon. It's not like they bought everything. They just thought of giving the books as Christmas presents apart from the corporate giveaways. You must know that your mother enjoyed your first book so much. Too bad that she passed before the second one is out," Nanny Rita continued. "You've always been loyal to her," Cela said.

She gave me one of her warm smiles and proceeded to turn on the coffe machine. "My name's Felicity." I gently corrected, massaging my temples. "And just so you know, it calms me. It's not as if I'm drunk." She laughed. "Still, I advice you don't drink, it's not good, especially if you plan on having any kids in the future." Not if Matthew keeps popping up in my head.

Her own little bump of joy. Seeing her belly grow considerably over the few weeks made her realise that she wasn’t really alone anymore. True, she was grateful for Janet’s presence in the house, but she didn’t really feel that acute loneliness that used to plague her when she first moved in anymore. She could spend moments alone, just talking to her child, telling it just how sorry she was, over and over again when she was in her feelings, and then telling it a lot more about her life, about Chris and how she had never felt confused in her entire life. She told it about Stylish and how after taking off smoothly during the fashion week, she was now in business…

Zayden As soon as I got done showering, I hurried and dried my body and hair, put on my clothes and walk out the door. I see my little mate sitting in the chair I left her in but with a book in hand. I slowly walk over to her and lean on the back of the chair. I notice she is reading my favorite book. Catch 22 by Joseph Heller. “How do you like it so far?” I startled her apparently as she jumped as soon as I asked the question.