Novel & Cerita Happiness Fiction Book

He kept promising to put me through hell over time in a menacing tone. For so many years, I was neglected and treated like I was invisible. In the end, I jumped into the sea in a state of mental confusion and died. The absurd thing was that while I lingered in the mortal world during my final moments, I saw Sarah returning to the country in a flashy manner. She reunited with Emil. She didn't die and had been living well. She became an internationally renowned designer. Sarah and Emil's deep and belated love received everyone's blessings, and I was the only fool from the beginning.

says Sister Margareth through her sobs. When she finally calms down, I brush the tears away from her freckled face. “I am doing great. Don’t worry about me. I’m perfectly fine.” as I tell her this, I am secretly hoping that I am right, that Juliet, wherever she is right now, is really okay right now. The girl has been through a lot. Someone like her deserves every bit of happiness. * * * Dear Gentle Readers, although everything seems odd and hazy now, it will be explained in the end. Just pay in mind that this is a fantasy story, anything could happen (;

Will they understand each other, or will they kill each other before they fall? Find out as we journey through in His Own Undoing- His Nightmare. There is war, hate, joy, tears, laughter, but most of all true love. Please read first*** This book is fiction, some of the location, and incidents are a product of my imagination as a writer although some most names are of real people.

he said and stared at me lovingly. “I Love You My Prince to the moon and back”. and we sealed our lips once again. Finally, I have found my happily ever after. My fairy tale story with a happy ending. Don’t lose hope, everyone deserves a happy ending to their lives. It will knock on you at the time you least expect it. --- Thank you everyone for reading My CEO Neighbor. If you want to find your happy ending don’t lose hope and have faith. Please continue to support my book by reading, liking, commenting, and sharing. See you soon with my next book.

"You are sick, Aria; you are sick for thinking everything is a fairytale, as you make your forty million followers think." There is a word called fiction, a world where nothing is real... Emotions are fake, and just because I write about the fake world doesn't mean I expect him to be like the male lead of my novel. "It's all fiction, Caleb. Everything I wrote was fiction, and as a human I have every f*ck*ng right to fantasise, so don't blame your betrayal on my books." "And you dare blame this on my womb?" This was the height of it; I took off the wedding ring from my fingers and held it tightly... I couldn't bring myself to return it.

I also loved the pain that came from the books, maybe because I knew it wasn’t real and just wanted to enjoy the moment. I remembered the last book I read about a girl who failed so much at love, but finally found the right one. It was a tragedy book because even after finding the right one, she refused countless times to enjoy the moment. Her past traumas were haunting her periodically. She finally let him go after not being able to get out of her past. She watched him get married to someone else and live his life. Even though it hurt her, she was much more happy because he had found someone better than her. That gave her joy. I am still waiting for the next book because the author did prom

They will be happy to be your safe place. I started to write poems and stories when I was eight; being very shy as a kid I used to write a lot. Writing down my feelings gave me happiness. My diary was my very first friend, one who would never judge me but will always be there to listen when I pour my heart out. A very wise woman once told me that, there would be times when I may feel very lonely between people and won't be able to figure what I want. At these times, I'd find home in my words, in my writings. When everything around me gets darker and the reality starts to bite, I tend to write stories and create characters and weave a beautiful, happy story with my words. I'd give it a happy

EUDORA. A world more bearable than mine? What a joke. What in heaven’s name did I just read? If the words weren’t written with bold ink but instead printed, I would have argued to death that it was all fiction. That it was just another book of woes where the hero or heroine suffers half of the book and the author only allows them little happiness on page 338 of pages 340. But no, I held it and it was real.

Remember, what you reject today will become someone else treasure tomorrow, and by the time you realize that it will be too late for you. All humans are beautiful. Don't let social media and perception fool you into looking for perfection. Again, it's okay to have a preference. - This book is a work of fiction. The characters, events, and places portrayed in this book are products of the author’s imagination and are either fictitious or used fictitiously. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and not intended by the author. - The beginning... MEREDITH:

“You'll have to prepare a tissue for that. It's so good that it made me cry at the end." "So you findished this already?” She was somewhat surprised because Xiana wasn't the type to finished a book in one sitting. “Yeah. It made me cry because it is so relatable. The plot revolves around two close friends who are stranded in a foreign country after being kidnapped and must make sacrifices in order to survive." "Aww, I can't wait to read this," she exclaimed, her enthusiasm palpable. The book's nostalgic scent wafted from the pages, and she smiled to herself, thinking she'd read it tonight.