Girl Life Turns Around Novel Novels & Stories

About all the darkness they'd survived. Because that wasn't their story anymore. Their story was this. Morning coffee and scraped knees. Bedtime stories and circle of relatives dinners. Arguments and makeups. Laughter and tears. Life. Stunning, messy, ordinary lifestyles. And while Celeste became old and grey, sitting on her porch with Damien beside her and grandchildren gambling within the backyard, she could think again to that scared female who desired revenge. And she would be grateful. Grateful that she'd chosen differently. That love had won. That peace had been possible after all.

Isabella’s POV This was definitely the best moment of my life yet. Everything was going so well. TraceGuard had sold out. Mira was getting more beautiful and smarter. Life was so good, and now it was even better with my best friend, Nora, in it. Plus, I needed a bit of distraction and readiness before I started executing everything I had planned. She saved my life seven years ago. It wasn’t a bad idea to call her that. Or was it?

She writes to say that the fourth book — specifically the first movement, the description of the woman who was not unhappy and did not know that not-unhappy was insufficient — saved her life in the sense that the word is never quite right for but the only word available: it gave her the understanding she needed at the moment she needed it to begin her own second life. She does not say what her second life looks like. She says only: I understood the quality of what I was not choosing. And then I chose. Valentina reads the letter twice. She writes back the same day. She writes: I am glad the book found you at the right time. The book was written from fifty years of living what it describes. Th

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!

Petra said mid gossip, “do you remember when Lisa tried to make Ronan train our bodyguards?” “I did not!” I deflected. Eventually, they both retired to the guest rooms, leaving me alone again in the dim kitchen light. I leaned against the countertop, watching the last of the candle wax pool in the center of the table. Everything felt still. Warm. I placed a hand over my stomach again, thumb brushing the curve where life had taken root. This chapter of my life had taken a sharp, unexpected turn. I wasn’t sure before, but now I know I was excited to turn the page.

He turned his head away, the tips of his ears red. Everything felt like a twist of fate. Yet somehow, what destiny handed me turned out to be far better than what I had once pursued so desperately.

What happened to the darling heroine? [The male lead transferred her out of town. She probably won't appear again.] [So the male lead lost both sides?] [Serves him right.] The new apartment was small: one bedroom, one living room, and a kitchen barely big enough for one person to turn around in. But the balcony was large. On my first day there, I set up a small side table on the balcony, laid down a rug, and put out a beanbag chair. At night, sitting there, I could see the city lights.

GABRIEL With the weekend behind us, it was back to the grind; school, homework, grades, all the happy shit my parents pay attention to as if neither of them realized that the grown-ass man living under their roof had changed. I myself am not really sure why in the last year, things had become so drastic for me. It felt almost as if the clock was running out. Since the day I turned eighteen, it's like that thing that had been simmering inside since the day I first learned the truth went on boil.

Tears slipped through the gaps between my fingers. I felt so ridiculous. The love I had always been searching for had been right in front of me all along. Yet, I had turned a blind eye to it repeatedly… - I stayed in Southton City with my mom and accompanied her. I didn't know much about what was happening to Vivian and Nancy, but I managed to learn what happened from a relative eventually. I heard that six months after I left, Vivian and Jason had a huge fight. Jason kept making a scene about wanting to get married, but Vivian said Nancy was still young and that getting married now would make them look bad.

" I immediately run towards her, and I was about to push her... But... It's too late. I found our body lying on the road with blood. I tried to reach out her hand even though I cant hardly move my body and my eyes are getting blurry. "J...J...Joy... Joy... Wake...up. Wake up. Joy... Wake up." I shed tears. I keep patting her hands, but she's not responding to me anymore. My eyes are getting blurry that I want to close my eyes now. However, before I could close my eyes, I saw... The door of the car opened. From inside a woman come out. I didn't have a chance to see her face because I lost my consciousness. --- THE END. SEE YOU IN BOOK 2 :')