Novel & Cerita Designing Your Life Book

In my previous life, Derick had his fling with his so-called 'sister' Jasmine before he ever knew me. All the while, unaware of the truth, I was running the mafia business and raising their child myself. They were busy dreaming about their love child and blowing through the cash I made, which ended up costing my son his life. I poured my soul into making their kid my successor, and they just sat back and enjoyed the spoils. My boy and I? We were just pawns in their perfect life! Fate handed me a do-over, and this time, Derrick and Jasmine would be dealt with a well-deserved retribution!

Charlotte had absorbed the message Seraphine had been sending. “Exactly. You and James are the most important.” Late April, Rachel sent the final cover design for approval. The cover was elegant minimalist design with the title “Good Enough: Confessions of an Imperfect Working Mother” in bold letters. Rachel: What do you think? Publisher loves it. Very contemporary, very honest. Seraphine: It’s perfect. Though seeing my failures documented in book form is surreal. Rachel: You’re documenting universal struggles, not personal failures. That’s the whole point.

There is no such thing as a circle of people or a lot of difference from grandma. After seven days, a parcel called Anushka arrived. Everyone is very surprised. She is very excited. This is the first time something has come through the post office in his name. Unwrapping, the book came out. Anushka read the name, 'Letters from a father to a brother.

Let me just start by saying my name is Sapphire, I live with my father, mother, and two brothers. My father is a well-known CEO, he owns Walmart; my mother is a well-known fashion designer, she created Chanel. My parents expect us to follow in their footsteps, they want us to be well known so their image doesn’t go to waste. My older brother wants to be exactly like my mother, while my younger brother wants to be like my father. Now, I want to be like myself, I don’t want to be like my father or mother, I want to do my own thing. I want to be an author, I want to create books and fill my reader’s minds with crazy adventures and characters that my readers can connect to. My father doesn’t l

Entirely my own. Later that night, alone in my apartment, I placed the first copy of Unbound on the shelf beside my journals and stood in front of it for a moment with both hands at my sides. The spine faced out. The title caught the lamplight in the specific way the designer had intended. It felt heavier than the physical object it was, carrying the weight of years and struggle and the long and specific work of reclaiming a life that had been systematically built around someone else's need for control. My phone lit up on the desk. A message from Elias.

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Back in college, we agreed we would see the northern lights together. He said the aurora symbolized eternal love. Ten years had passed. We still hadn't gone. I opened a job site and began filling out applications. I entered my awards one by one. I attached a link to my portfolio. Then I clicked submit. The next day, I began picking up all the skills I had once thrown away. Starting with making breakfast. Turn on the stove. Pour the oil. The beaten egg hit the pan, and hot oil spat upward.

Stan’s expression light up the moment I mention my book. "Wait, you were the writer of ’Live your life?’ That book was a philosophical breakthrough; it was able to speak the truth about the flaws of our society. It was a real eye-opener. I am a big fan," His confession makes me gleam. I didn't even know that he's a reader of my books. "Why, thank you. People always got angry at me because of how ’contradicting’ it was because I am a Christian," I explain.

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“Sit here beside me.” Sherry sat down as I pulled out my laptop. I had a desk top but for some reason, I loved my laptop for my creative needs. “I don’t even know where to start…” “Let’s start here.” Pulling up excel, I designed a quick rectangle with seven sections. There was a line for breakfast, Lunch and Dinner. After coping and pasting it, I had quickly designed a large calender. Hitting print, I grabbed a three ring binder that was empty and a pen. As soon as it was done printing, I put it in front of Sherry.