Happy Reads Novels & Stories

It was complete heaven. "We did it, Dimitri." "We did what, Roza?" He sounded curious and slightly confused. I lay my head against his chest and closed my eyes, chuckling. "We got our happily ever after." ***** We're officially finished with this story, everybody! Once again, I'd like to thank the people who read, reviewed, followed, and favorited Happily Ever After. It means the world to me, and I hope you guys continue enjoying my work and being amazing. Tell me your thoughts about the epilogue and overall story in a review!

and the happiness. I feel so alive.

Love Always, Haley’

My happiness, my husband. _________________________________

And for once, I was truly happy. The End

She must be a bad person for being happy but she couldn't help it. Three days without having to see Mistress Vetta are days to look ahead to, even though, her back hurts and she still has to work, she's still happy. " I was so happy when I heard it, my princess! I'm really happy about it." Sally enthused excitedly. "I'm happy to hear it too, Sally." Danika finally admitted. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Mabel's face lit up with an infectious smile, her happiness palpable. Ava's heart swelled at Mabel's exuberance. She had anticipated various reactions, but Mabel's sheer excitement was beyond what she had imagined. Tears of joy pricked at the corners of Ava's eyes as Mabel enveloped her in a tight, joyful embrace. " I'm so, so happy for you, Ava! This is incredible! " Mabel exclaimed, her eyes shimmering with genuine happiness. Ava couldn't help but mirror Mabel's infectious joy. The overwhelming support and genuine happiness from someone close to Alex were reassuring, soothing the last traces of worry that lingered within her.

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Every day, other than teaching, I would help out the townspeople forage and farm. My days were fulfilled and idyllic. After a month, Seth found his way to the town. He suddenly appeared at the door of my classroom after the school day ended. After a month of not seeing him, I noticed that Seth had grown thinner, and he looked weary. “Annie, are you doing well here?” “Quite well,” I answered blandly. Seth nodded and told me solemnly, “Annie, Holly has been sentenced. She’ll be going to prison for thirteen years. Also, Lucien has late-stage gastric cancer. He doesn’t have long to live.”

“Papa and I went through a lot of hard things before you and your brother were born. Really scary things. Sometimes I still get sad or worried. But being happy doesn’t mean nothing bad ever happened. It means we’re okay even with the scars.” Callan set Liam down and came to join us. He crouched beside the chair so he was eye-level with Ellie. Liam immediately climbed onto his papa’s knee. “Some people think happy means perfect,” Callan said, his voice that steady, low timbre that had calmed me through countless storms. “But real happy has scars. Like Daddy’s arms. Like my shoulder from old hockey injuries. Like the way we sometimes still have bad dreams. We’re happy *with* them, not despite