Happy Places Novels & Stories

Happiness is in everything; I dare you to invite it in. It is in the rain, cool and fresh, just as deeply as the sunshine, for they bring forth different emotions. Happiness is enjoying the moment, being present for that gift that is living, and allowing it to become intense Jade p.o. v

Ruby’s head was filled with crazy thoughts, would she ever truly be happy, or was the universe really against her? Why was it that when she was at her happiest, something bad always happens to ruin her happiness, she couldn’t blame Liam for being angry at her, he has been so understanding so she understand now why he was upset, she just wished this will go away quickly, she wanted the happiness she had with Liam back, she couldn’t help the tears that came down her eyes, she had been so happy earlier today only for her happiness to be shortlisted.

Outside the university, Amara felt a rare sense of happiness. It was a fragile kind of joy, built carefully around the little moments that gave her strength. The warmth of Leah’s friendship, the comforting messages from her mysterious stranger, and the quiet solace she found in the bookstore. For once, she had something to hold onto.

He paused, then seemed to make up his mind. "After tomorrow, I'll let you go. You and Caleb. All right?" … Hearing his humble plea, I agreed in the end. The next day, in the car leaving the city, Sam wore a bright smile and chatted happily. "The last time we went to Peach Blossom Park was also Mom and Dad's anniversary. It's a shame we didn't get to have much fun…" "Ah—" His voice suddenly dropped. He let out a small exclamation, then glanced at me nervously, like a child who'd said something wrong.

“⁠And I’​m hap⁠py with the li‍fe‌ I have with my husba‍nd⁠.” Stefan l⁠ean‍ed forw​ar⁠d. “I r⁠emember our vacation in Ne⁠w York City. The beach⁠. Swimming at mi‍dnight⁠. O​ur i‌nt​imate m⁠o​ments. The way you talked about wa⁠nt⁠ing a‌ future​ ou​tside the house… outside of jus‌t being a mo‍m. S⁠orry if I’m a l‍itt‌l‌e‌ sh​oc‍ked. As lo‍ng as you’​re ha‌ppy. You’re happy… ri⁠g​ht?”

“I asked Doctor Mark. He said we can come in whenever we want, but the result will be out in a week or thereabouts.” “Then we better get going. Call Rachel and have her come over. I think Amber would appreciate some company.” I instructed and left the office to change into something better. I always knew it. My life had never been this beautiful, and I’d never been this happy with a woman. I knew it would never last. Something must disrupt these beautiful moments for me. Maybe I’m not meant to be happy. So whenever happiness roars its beautiful head up in my life, bitterness and pain spring up immediately to overshadow it.

Bernard and Sally collapsed into grief upon hearing the news, then sank into deep sorrow. I felt a little sorry for the poor old couple, who lost their daughter before their time. But this event only stirred a slight disturbance inside me. Six months later, Helen and I got married. We chose her favorite small island as the wedding location. Half a year before the wedding, I had planted magnolia trees all over the island—both of us loved those flowers. When the blossoms finally filled the branches, it was the perfect time for our wedding. We didn't invite a lot of people, only my closest friends and family.

However, I demanded before he could, "What's the deal with the party? Is a wedding something you can cancel whenever you like?" Seeing that my eyes were puffy from crying, Sean immediately apologized, "You knew? Just calm down and listen." "The hall and the luncheon had been booked and couldn't be refunded, so I thought we could just change the occasion." Breathing a long sigh, he continued exasperatedly, "The child is mine, but I have no feelings for Sally at all. She wanted a child but didn't want marriage. So I helped her. After that, she went abroad.

he said. A small warmth lit up in Olive’s chest. It wasn’t quite a smile but it was something close. Something soft. She didn’t know how to thank Raymond enough. Not just for the bath or the way he looked after her, but for everything. For being the one person who stayed. Who never gave up. If every man out there loved like Raymond, she thought, there would be true homes. Real peace. The world would be quieter. Divorce, heartbreak—those things would fade. Maybe not completely, but they wouldn’t be so loud.