Choosing My Happiness Novel Novels & Stories

I loved this. I loved them. And for once… That was enough. Maybe tomorrow would bring more questions. But tonight… I chose happiness. THE END

Without hesitation. She continued. I trust your heart. I trust your strength. I trust your ability to choose happiness when it finally appears before you. The words seemed to echo inside her mind. Choose happiness. Not survive. Not endure. Choose Happiness. The concept felt almost foreign after everything that happened. Then came the final section. The part that left her completely speechless. Regarding Raymond, I have spent considerable effort pretending not to notice the way both of you look at each other when you believe nobody is watching.

Shifting closer to her, I cupped her left cheek and told her, straight to her face. Nothing is worth one's happiness. Being happy is a choice. It's either you decide to take it or leave it. ~~ Keeping in mind that am stripping tomorrow, I have to put myself together. Firstly, I walked into the kitchen to make myself a mug of coffee. Ten minutes later, I held it tightly in my hand as I watch it brew. It's still as hot as hell. It's almost 5pm so I have to be fast with this and move to the next process.

Just a series of choices made quietly. Before sleep claimed me, Aria turned toward me. “You’re happy,” she said. It wasn’t a question. “Yes,” I replied. “I am.” She brushed her thumb against my cheek. “Good.” I closed my eyes, holding onto that word. Because happiness, I’d learned, wasn’t something you chased. It was something you built—slowly, carefully, with someone who chose to stay. This time, I wasn’t afraid of what tomorrow might bring. I was looking forward for it. I was ready for it.

"Sometimes I think I made so many wrong choices that I don't deserve happiness anymore." "That's not how it works. Happiness isn't something you earn through perfect choices. It's something you find in moments. Like this one." He squeezed her hand. "Are you happy right now? At this moment?" Crystal thought about it. The warm sunshine, the taste of chocolate still on her lips, Ahmad's hand solid and real in hers. The baby growing inside her, making its presence known with waves of nausea and exhaustion that somehow felt like hope. "Yes," she said, surprised by the truth of it. "Right now, at this moment, I'm happy."

He was imprisoned for life. Finally, we took our vows and he took me back home. We didn’t have a passionate night, but I did have a few vomits making me wonder about something instinctively. The next morning, the first thing I did was to go and buy a pregnancy test. I was scared, but took the test. Two lines. My happiness bloomed. I am pregnant. ---- Author’s Note:- Hello guys, the novel ends here. I hope you loved them and liked their story. Every story has a happy, or sad ending, but I think we have enough humanity in within that we can change almost all people who get affected by our words.

“Apparently, it is bad for my case. And I just thought… why is it always me? Why does happiness always disappear right when I think I finally have it?” He starts to speak, but I lift my hand to stop him. “I am done being sad about it, Julian.” My fingers find the tie of my robe and pull it loose. The fabric falls from my shoulders and lands on the floor, showing the silk of my nightgown that fits my body like another layer of skin. His gaze travels over me, slow and purposeful. I can see the muscles in his jaw grow tight, a fire starting in his eyes. I take a step closer, the silk moving against my skin, a cool feeling that lights a reckless feeling inside me. “I think I have finally discove

"Why are you so quiet lately?" I used to chatter nonstop even if he ignored me. I shrugged. "My throat is sore. Don't wanna talk." He snorted and left with the packed bisque, not returning until the engagement day. I placed that contract and the divorce agreement on the table. Suitcase in hand, I glanced at the house one last time and headed to the airport. Before boarding, Gideon called. I rejected it, tossed the SIM in the trash, and moved on to my future.

“I don’t want you to sacrifice…” “I am not sacrificing. I am choosing what makes me happy. I have never been so happy and all I thought about was power but after you came into my life, I realized I wanted happiness. I have had enough, Serena. Lusted for power, trained like a beast, and lived like my father wanted. For once, I want happiness. I choose you, who is my happiness.” I could not keep my emotions in check when I saw a layer of tears in his eyes. I hugged him letting out my tears and when he rested his chin on my shoulder seeking comfort from me, I realized HE WAS MINE, and I wanted to give him all the happiness he needed.

Drew said as he patted my head, "Fine," I grumbled and waved to Dime. Drew and I unpacked our boxes and sighed once the job was done, "Happy?" Drew asked as he collapsed onto the couch, me joining him seconds later, "I am," I responded as I sighed in comfort on his chest. Drew pulled me tighter into him, "I'm happy that I got you," Drew admitted as his heart picked up the pace, "I'm glad I have you as well," I admitted as I kissed his chest, sighing with happiness, happy my life changed from me being abused to me living with someone I love with all my heart, them loving me just as much.