Novel & Cerita Happy Books To Read

For the first time that night, he took off his earbud, smiling as he ruffled my hair. "Aleah, thanks for being so understanding. Things are different now. A marriage certificate doesn't mean much. We should stand our ground, not give in just because your grandpa wants us to get married. Besides, aren't we happy like this?" Layne's voice was gentle, but it cut through me like a blade. Two years ago, Ruby's parents were abducted and killed after saving the Harper family. Since then, she'd developed severe separation anxiety. That was when she quietly started becoming a constant presence in our lives.

A small smile curved her lips, and involuntary my eyes flickered to them, "Finding happiness in the little small things." It was like she was speaking another language. Confusion tightened my brows and I curiously asked, "So, what makes you happy?" She kept her eyes on me, "Drinking my coffee in the morning," She started, listing the most basic things any human being could have, "Sitting beside the sea, listening to music and just not think about anything," She added, "Reading a good book," She didn't seem to be thinking hard about this, "Speeding down an empty road with a good car like yours for example," She cracked a smile, "Seeing my best friends after so long," She pulled into a deep br

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I gaped at him. “You read her books!” “Read! I love them so much!” “Really?” Liam smiled like he had struck gold. “What’s your favourite?” “All! But I enjoyed the Pink Hearts and Sunshine series more. Daren and Phoebe’s love story is my favourite, but Cain and Debra are my favourite characters. And also The Malcolm Ladies series. I’ve read just the first book and fell in love.” I ranted, and the way he stared at me, listening to my words with rapt attention, warmed my heart. It’s been too long since I’ve had a book buddy, and Liam was reminding me how nice it was to discuss a book with others who loved it also.

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

Hazel and Alex, their hair touched with silver, their eyes reflecting a lifetime of shared laughter and tears, found solace in the familiar rhythm of their days. Hazel, her bookstore now a cherished landmark in the city, found joy in sharing her love for stories with a new generation of readers. She saw her bookstore as a haven, a place where the weight of the world could be momentarily forgotten and where the magic of words could transport people to faraway lands and extraordinary adventures.

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