Novel & Cerita Happy Story

◇AURTHUR POV◇ some says life always gives happiness after every sad part but I never believed untill I met my hooligan she is the real meaning of happiness whom I met her smile makes my heart blush every minute her anger makes me giggle she will be cute even in anger my cutie I waited for her birth but destiny separated me from her finally when I started searching for her in the name of revenge she entered into my life in the name of love she became reason to my happiness

Hailey was very happy and so as Henry. *****

She cursed until she had no strength left, then she sat down to rest for a while, smiled at her reflection in the stream, and proudly raised her head. Every day, she wakes up and goes to the small stream, curses the people in the sky for a while, forgetting the unhappy things in her heart, then happily faces her life. Happiness and suffering are inherently ideas, happy is also a day, and unhappy is also a day, her fate is so ironic, why make it difficult for herself?

This day, she knew, would be etched in her memory forever—a day of laughter, adventure, and the strengthening of a bond that was becoming more precious with each passing moment. The day at the amusement park unfolded like a magical dream. Theo, fueled by pure joy and adrenaline, bounced from ride to ride, his laughter echoing through the park. Hazel, initially hesitant, found herself swept up in the infectious energy, laughing along with Theo as they spun on carousels, soared through the air on swings, and navigated the twists and turns of a dizzying maze.

I was pulled out of my reverie when Samantha erupted in a loud, happy scream of excitement. "I can't believe this, Sarah. The ring Daniel gave you is absolutely enormous," she exclaimed with amazement. Samantha eagerly lifted my left hand, her eyes widening as she gazed intently at the sparkling ring that adorned my finger, marveling at its size and beauty. Barbara's eyes welled up with tears of joy as she embraced me tightly, her voice trembling with emotion. "I'm so happy that this day is finally here. I honestly can't believe I'm about to become a mother to a daughter I never thought I would have," she exclaimed, her words filled with happiness and anticipation.

Happiness filled our days. Eventually, we settled in a misty, rain-soaked town in Callumbern. I even opened a small flower shop. One day, while pruning a branch, I glanced at the news: Jonathan had announced his retirement from the public eye—he would never play the piano again. I barely looked at it and returned to my work. But when I looked up again, I saw him standing outside my shop, holding Sam's hand. They both just stood there, motionless. Sam didn't cry or shout this time; his eyes were red, and he whispered softly, "Mom…"

I get the happiness I deserve. _____________________ ♡ THE END ♡

The air was thick with their schemes, their words hanging like a dark cloud, ready to unleash a storm of destruction upon Hazel's newfound happiness. * The party was still in full swing, the music pulsating through the air as Hazel twirled across the dance floor in a stunning new dress, her beauty shining like a star. She laughed and spun, her eyes sparkling with joy, as Noah held her close, his gaze never leaving hers. They moved in perfect harmony, their love and happiness radiating like a beacon, drawing everyone in. Damien and Naya danced alongside them, their laughter and smiles adding to the infectious joy of the moment. The four of them were a vision of happiness, their bond and frien

I legit thought I was dreaming. The front door? Wide open. Warm light poured out from the kitchen. Inside, a picture-perfect little "family of four" was living their best evening. Guy at the stove with a spatula. Girl behind him, tying an apron around his waist. Two kids were zoned out on the couch, glued to a cartoon. Cute, right? Except the guy playing happy husband? That was Jack Mihoff. My husband. They were so into their Hallmark moment, they didn't even clock me standing there.

My father, Hector, and Benjamin had shared the transaction slips of the money they'd transferred to Jennifer's account. I curled my lip mockingly while looking at the birds that flew past my window. It turned out everyone remembered Jennifer's birthday despite forgetting mine. My father, Frank Monroe, shared his transaction slip. He also wrote, "Happy birthday to my darling Jennifer!" Hector wrote, "I hope you'll always be happy, Jennifer!" Benjamin wrote, "No matter what happens in the future, Jennifer Robinson is the only woman I'll ever love."