Happiness In The Darkest Of Times Novels & Stories

Deep in my soul, I felt happiness for them. I blinked. I felt happiness. I was alive and I was happy. The sensation shocked me. The feeling was so deep, warm, and rich, like the tone of a bass clarinet. I could feel it resonate with in me. It vibrated all the way from the deep center of my being out into my hands. Pink light filled my hands. I resonated with power and what a feeling! I cast my gaze outside the Gemini circle. Isabell stood at the edge. Her dark hair framed her face and torso. Her gray eyes lifted towards the sky. Mila stood behind her, her eyes still blackened by the darkness.

I heard him yelled I smiled at him as darkness followed. Even in darkness I still hate him, I felt like I was died... Away from this marriage, Away from this daily pain.... Away from sadness...Away from every one. Life couldn't treat me any more worst... I wish I'd never wake up... If I can't be happy, if I'll keep being in pain... If I can't love, then I'd be useless. I hated every damn thing I could think of! Happiness is far away from my life.............very far away!

She had read it for countless times since she was born and learned how to read but still she always felt like she had known those characters before. Whenever she told her friends and mother they always brushed it off regarded it as one of her illusions. * * Herak carried Ara into the dark cave, with a flick of his fingers the lights suddenly appeared His Ara never liked it dark ,which was the opposite of him because he was darkness itself. He kept her gently on a large bed-like rock, willing her to return to him, but she was long gone With his hands he had killed her....... He traced a finger over her face lovingly, this was the darkest night of his very existence.

The annoying thing is…She’s right. Recovery hasn’t been some dramatic movie montage where I cry once, cut my hair, and magically become an empowered woman who no longer cares. It’s looked a lot more like crying over pasta because our song came on on a TV ad. Like opening Kenneth’s profile at one in the morning just to confirm he hadn’t posted anything with Paula. Like blocking him. Unblocking him. Blocking him again. Then repeating the cycle because apparently I enjoy emotional self-harm. Still…The spaces between those relapses are getting longer. Long enough for me to remember who I was before I met him.

Finally, I had found a way out of the darkness that had consumed my life for so long. The days that followed felt brighter. I was busy with work, which left me with no time to dwell on the painful past. I made new friends, worked with kind colleagues, and slowly began to enjoy life again. I realized that happiness would never come from other people. Happiness was something I had to build myself, through my own efforts and my own strength.

Both hoping six weeks would be enough. Before New York. Before Vincent. Before everything changed again. Six weeks of peace. Six weeks of love. Six weeks to be happy. Before the darkness came back

The more we were talking, the more I knew he’s never gonna change but some part of me was forcing to bring something out of him. Knowing, that he’s my villain I still wanted to help him, it doesn’t matter to me, but I wanted to find that lost light, wanted to pull him out of darkness Alaric had pushed him into. “Happiness comes from kindness… love and emotions. You feel angry, that’s an emotion, which means you can find happiness” I spoke while smiling unintentionally.

I don't want this baby to grow up witnessing all this chaos and seeing how wrecked the parents he has. Am I asking for too much? Is it a big wish to grant? I just want to have a very simple life where happiness and peace are always present. This mansion is damn big and expensive. But little did they know, it's the darkest home in the entire world. All the pain and hurtful words are filling this house. Joy was once present here, but it drifted away in one snap and I wasn't able to do anything. Why do I feel like the world isn't happy when I am?

I beg time to stop when I'm around you, cause I need more moments. I know I'm selfish but who doesn't want to smile? I have my happiest moments and I think of you, you're light. I'm sorry if I ever said you were the darkest thing I've seen. You're light, a torch, something that illuminates. Light that brightens even the darkest places, shine brighter than the shooting stars on your darkest night. Your daughter would be so proud of you, you'll do good by her, that, I can boldly tell you. So keep on doing what you're doing, you're on your way.

every night my spirit is entangled within the fangs of bitterness, my strength ebbs away at the ticking of the time, I am most miserable of all men, even more miserable than the beast of the field, my light has become a great darkness, happiness no longer comes to my dwelling place, I have only taken a place to live, which will definitely be filled up some days when I had made it empty, if I am denied the joy of my life, the only thing that should parch a smile to my face in this vile world of