Happiness Project Book Novels & Stories

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.

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They tasted like beer. “Are you drunk already?” He chuckled. “On half a beer? No.” “So, you’re just being overly charming, laying it on thick.” My eyes narrowed. “What are you up to?” He quirked his brow at me. “What I am up to is cloud-fucking-nine, because I haven’t felt this good or been this happy in years. If I seem drunk, it’s because I’m drunk on happiness and…giddiness. I’m giddy.”

I will put him as farm overseer. Do you have faith in them, Hon? Yes, I do; otherwise, I will not allow them to participate in our project. This is very precious to me. Precious to us Hon! Yes, it is precious to us! By the way, the gods are on us! I had not anticipated receiving any grant funds from the local government. I am working on our budget with our money on hand. With the free money, we can make this big! I agree. I was surprised myself. You made this happen, Hon! You're the only one who's working with them. Perhaps I presented the project in the way they desired. Our project is fantastic because it benefits the environment, is educational, and is kid-friendly. I am so proud of you,

Her eyes gleamed with pride as she observed how the project was transforming grief into a force for good. Margaret, recognizing the significance of this mission, became an active participant in the effort to share Sophia's story. Her support provided a generational bridge, a link connecting Sophia's legacy to the present. Together, they embarked on speaking engagements and shared Sophia's story with those hungering for hope and inspiration. The trio, Larry, Abigail, and Margaret, became a harmonious force, united in their dedication to spreading Sophia's message. The project evolved into a collaborative effort, each member contributing a unique perspective and a shared commitment to showcasi

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Tallis leaned back in her chair, flashing me a grin. I walked around to the front of my desk, facing the team. “As I’ve told you before, my mom passed away when I was young. Dad always spoke of how she smiled through her illness, how she kept this light alive even as it consumed her. Later, he discovered that she’d kept a journal filled with quotes, reflections, and thoughts about happiness. From those, she created hundreds of little tips to stay happy.” I paused, drawing a breath. “I want to use them. I want to build an app that helps people find happiness in their daily lives.”

I would often feel my stomach kick me with hunger , as my nose smelt the food that was cooking but I easily turned my attention back to the burning kingdom. Eventually after a while , I hear footsteps nearing me – I do not take notice of the person who takes a seat next to me and the masculine scent that enters my nose accompanied by the delicious smell of food , I come to a conclusion that it is Xavier with a plate of food. “Here…” he brings a spoon full of the bowls content to my mouth , and at first I refuse it but eventually I had given in to it’s scent and opened my mouth. He began to feed me , and I actually enjoyed it – it was comforting , like he is there for me but did not need to r

I forwarded my step one by one until I reached the small room where I could see almost ten racks loaded with a bunch of books. Yes!! I succeed!!! Happiness overwhelmed my body. I hurried my way towards the rack and took the book one by one but it all gone vain because I didn't find the book I was looking for. Though disappointment raced through my heart my willpower didn't give up, I entered another room expecting to find another bunch of books but the room was empty as hell.