Happiness Falls Book Novels & Stories

She opened one album slowly. Then another. And another. The pages carried pieces of the past. A young Lucas smiling. Victor standing proudly beside business partners. Family gatherings. Holiday dinners. Yet the more she looked, the sadder she became. Because most of those smiles had disappeared now. Somewhere along the way, happiness had been replaced by expectations. Success had replaced affection. Control had replaced trust. Evelyn turned another page. Then froze. A photograph slipped from between the pages. She picked it up carefully.

"But why do you look even sadder, hm? Tell me, how can you be happy?" Hazel grinned bitterly, staring at the red stain on the tissue. "Exactly... I thought I'd feel so satisfied. I thought I'd be able to laugh out loud watching them all fall apart after my death. But why do I feel so empty? Why am I like this, Jo?" Jonah leaned over, wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of Hazel's eyes, then pulled her into a warm embrace. His large hands patted her narrow back in a soothing rhythm. "It's okay... it's okay. You feel this way because you're a good person. That's why—"

"I started Camilla's new one but it's, hmm, I don't know. I'm just not feeling it." "Ah, shoot. Really? I'm so bummed. Her last one was the same. I loved her writing but something feels so off lately." "Right. Everything up until the last few I've devoured." Camilla Hope is one of my favorite authors. Her words are incredible, out of this world. Her books used to wow me but lately they've just, underwhelmed me. It's sad but it won't stop me from continuing to read her. "I'm hoping it's just a stage and she'll get her groove back."

Along the way many more people join the story adding love, sadness, heartache and happiness to the lives of our beloved families. Follow along with Anne as we explore her life story of love, happiness, sadness and most importantly of all drama. Shedding tears along with her when she is sad and being happy along with her in times of happiness. Through the hardships and happiness bestowed by fate on to her path of live.

The tables appeared to be full, and I couldn't see an empty place reserved in our faculty that wouldn't attract any attention. Because my mind was wandering to where we should sit, I didn’t notice that I was about to bump into someone. It was all too late when I saw her and the two of us collided already. Because maybe we both don’t pay attention to where we’re walking on, the impact of our collision was so strong that I lost my balance and fell to the ground. While the one I bumped into, her friends seemed to have stopped her before she completely. I turned my gaze to Renjo and Mace, both of whom were staring at me with wide eyes in shock. “WHAT THE FUCKING HELL?!”

There were only a couple of other kids that chose to read over the computers. I browsed the bookshelf searching for a book to read, my step-father set fire to all my books in the wheel barrow when he first moved in with us. I picked a book up from the shelf, my father had bought me it before he died, I was surprised to see it in a school library. The Darkest Minds. I found my way over to a comfy seat in the corner of the room. Fishing out my glasses from my bag I made sure no one was looking before I put them on. "Hey." A boy interupted me three chapters in. "I'm Aaron." Peeking up from behind my book I saw a guy staring at me with a huge grin on his face. I had no idea how long he had been

We’ve survived everything: lies, fear, mistakes, heartbreak, and somehow… we came out stronger, crazier, and more in love than ever. I glance at Freya and Alan, our friends-turned-family-turned-extended-anchors in this beautiful storm, and think, Yep. This is it. This is happiness. This is life. And Viktor? Oh, Viktor is already plotting world domination, and I have no idea how to stop him...but I’ll try. And if I fail, at least I’ll be laughing along with him. A FINAL WORD ABOUT HAPPINESS Happiness isn’t neat. It isn’t perfect. It’s spilled cereal, mismatched socks, sticky fingerprints, toddlers running wild, kids arguing over the last cookie, parents tripping over backpacks, laughter echoi

I could still picture him. Nervous and sweaty. Pretending to be confident. He had dropped the ring box twice. I had laughed so hard I almost cried. "You've made me the happiest man alive." He had whispered after I said yes. Back then... I believed happiness lasted forever. Now I knew better. Happiness wasn't something you found once. It was something you chose. Again and again. Or neglected until it quietly disappeared. The waiter placed a cup of vanilla latte in front of me.

When I came into this country, I was full of dreams and aspirations, I was sure I would find happiness that never came easily to me back home, here. Soon, I discovered my happiness was quick sand. Every time I moved, it seemed to drown me. It kept moving, shifting, never stable. I thought once the code was complete, I’d get it, the thing called happiness. When Mackayla and I started going out, I’d find what’s missing. Then both of them disappeared, along with the fleeting thing I thought I’d found. The goal post shifted again. When I find them again, when I’m with my child, perhaps that quick sand will stop moving.

She said while scowling in front of me. "Money can't buy true happiness Candice, believe me! And those model? I mean I don't want to judge all of them but some of those working in extra time just want fame, money and luxury life! I mean getting paid for being a model is enough for a living ok? Because they partied a lot and buy those luxury items which I don't have! " I explained to her.