Exciting Life Novels & Stories

“Yeah, something like the fear of the unknown. I like the anticipation, the build up, the excitement and the suspense” “I see, I didn’t think you were that kind of a person” “Oh please” I rolled my eyes, “for the fact that I do not believe in the supernatural doesn’t mean I have no sense of excitement at all, I love my thrillers” “How about a real life thriller experience then?” A coy smirk was dancing at the edge of his lips. “What do you mean?” “In time” he replied, “I will show you what I mean soon” “Okay, let me just turn on the television and….

she asked, "your story Is pathetic but still, eat your food, and drink your juice," Zack said, "I'm waiting for everything and even death Is among what I'm waiting for now, because I sojourn In Johannesburg for more than three years, and going back with nothing" explained, "Is this life worth living at all?" she said, "yes, this life Is worth living because there Is lots of fun, hope, and enjoyment, though, this life is full of different experiences, I still love living my life to the fullest," Zack said,

~Ⓣ︎Ⓗ︎Ⓔ︎ Ⓞ︎Ⓣ︎Ⓗ︎Ⓔ︎Ⓡ︎ Ⓢ︎Ⓘ︎Ⓓ︎Ⓔ︎~ Chase's POV Saying I was excited would be an understatement. I was thrilled with nerves. Today's supposed to be my first day back to my previous life. Not the abusive one. The loving one.

“Not everyone gets to meet a rock star. Maybe it’s a sign.” “A sign of what?” “That you need something exciting in your life.” “I already have enough excitement—broken bones, crying patients, and caffeine.” “Still,” Audrey said softly, “you work too much. You should let yourself feel something once in a while. You deserve it.” Eva smiled, though her eyes stayed on the rain-streaked window. “Maybe.. someday.” “Promise me you’ll try,” Audrey said. “Try to live, not just work.” “Sure,” Eva replied.

I can almost hear the faint crash as everything begins to fall into place. Brandon leans closer. Voice low, certain. “They won’t see us coming.” I bite my lip, trying not to laugh out loud and wake Noah . The thrill of it all .. I can feel it in my very bones. I feel so Alive. Sharper than I’ve been in months. From here, from the comfort of the pack, I can watch it all unravel . The panic. The scrambling. The utter chaos. The excitement is immense ; it curls in my stomach .I can feel it building inside me.

I stood in front of the mirror checking out myself and dress, I touched my belly, a living soul growing in me, I could risk earth for it or better still protect it at the cost of my life. The sudden excitement of a baby? Yes, at least it was an additional company and after its birth I could finally feel the life of what it means to have a family. "Yayyy" I exhaled excitedly, my major source of excitement wasn't about going out with him, it all laid on the fact that I could feel the fresh breath of the outdoor, locked in since my arrival into his pack, I bet even the graveyard would be more lively than his highly acclaimed mansion with no hint of liveliness, even the paintings express sadness

Chaos erupted in the room as everyone swarmed the class leader. "Why don't we make this more interesting? Everyone should pick a random letter and read it aloud." "That's a good idea. I'll go first!" The most energetic student in their class, Thomas Dalton, squeezed through the crowd and grabbed a letter at random. The others rushed him, prompting him to tear open the envelope. He cleared his throat and unfolded the letter. "To Gabriella Candola five years from now, are you doing well? I'm sitting under the sun as I write this letter to you. Although I have no idea where you are, or what you're feeling when you read this letter, I still want to share my current thoughts with you."

The party wasn't as bad as Scar had anticipated, he found it was actually kind of amusing to watch all the older riders get a taste of the 20-year-old women. The music wasn't exactly Scar's cup of tea and the smell was atrocious but there was a first time for everything. Nothing was left un-imagined, from men walking around with their shirts off, to couples having a quickie in the corner. Scar wondered if this was what it was like to be young and free, not giving a shit if someone sees you getting laid, getting drunk until your paralytic. Scar's teen years were very different and Scar was still trying to figure out if that was a good thing or not. Everyone had near enough stayed clear of Sca

I crash, arms and legs wide open. Suddenly, it seems like we’ve been doing this forever-driving through empty, unchartered roads, falling in love with each other all over again, staying in dirty hotels and meeting new people—it’s like a new lease of life for us. I am beginning to love this. It’s addictive and it’s fun. It will be tough to get back to our routine lives after this ends.

Their customs, songs, clothes were parts of her daily lifestyle. Even tho she was a nerd, she still tries to watch two of her favorite Indian series every day. Lies of the heart, and King of hearts were those zee world movies that stay glued to her mind. One way or the other, it has taught her that life will always be filled with mysteries and difficulties especially when it comes to true love. It is good to dream, but not dream too much, because expectations postponed makes the heart bleed. Finally making her last move, raising her hands in the air and moving left and right, Rachael stopped on her track as she heaves a sigh of relief.