Hopelessly Optimistic Novels & Stories

I can't start thinking that everyone is horrible because of what has happened to me. "Well, how do you know that I am not just such an optimistic person in real life? I know that people are horrible and that we can't trust everyone that we come across in our lives but think about it, what will we get joy from it we keep thinking that everyone else is horrible. It will be hard to live like that. Like suspecting everyone that we come across with, I don't really want to do that at all like, let's take this situation for example. I could continue to hate you and treat you like you're such a horrible person and that will just be me making things hard for myself.

The good in me, not the bad. Adrian calmly took himself and said, "As you wish, Alpha, I really hope the thing you want will happen." And to be really not as we thought at the beginning and to be a good person who has nothing to do with this damned company, and you and she live in comfort and peace and your forgiveness for what happened. King Ayden took himself deeply and said: I really hope Adrian that what you say happens. Adrian said optimistically: Just optimism Alpha and everything will be fine and you will see.

"Your skill needs refining? Tell that to someone who can tell the difference." "I would, but they're usually too insane to take note of what I'm really saying." His face fell and apology gleamed in his eyes. "Are you constantly thinking of the worst?" "Of course not!" I blinked in surprise, wondering why he would say that. "I think of myself as a pretty optimistic person, thank you very much." "Then why don't you accept the idea that you are strong enough?" "Because none of us ever are." I told him emphatically. "It doesn't matter how many times we've survived against them. One mistake is all they'll need. I can't afford to slacken, not even a little."

My stares run down to his attire, and I almost throw a horrendous laugh when I read the word printed on his black t-shirt. Don't stop believing. Just rest for a minute then, continue living. I turned my head to my side to release a soundless and unhappy laugh. I guess, he's really an optimistic person, huh? Well, it's not surprising tho. His aura screams positive and playful vibes. Maybe the people around him perceives him as that. But, that's not applicable for me. I'm the only exception to those people. 'Cause I'm Sea Ivory McCain. The living proof of the word negative. Although I don't want to be pessimistic, it seems that my view automatically becomes like that because of everything I ha

Laura Present day She shook herself to break free of the memory. “He didn't want you,” she whispered to herself as she put away the horse blankets. “He got rid of his phone and never even made an attempt to contact you. You don't go where you're not wanted.” She sighed and wished things were different. She wished a lot of things were different, but that didn't change them. She had to live the life she had. She remembered her mom's saying: if wishes were fishes we'd all cast nets to the sea. She didn't have time for wishes.

"Let's try to stay positive and hope for the best outcome." "I just can't shake off this feeling of doubt," Emily confessed to Lauretta as they walked out of the brewery "What if our efforts weren't enough? What if he decides not to go with any of our contracts? then they win! and isn't that what they wall all along"? "We just have to stay Optimistic" Lauretta said. Emily managed a faint smile, grateful for Loretta's unwavering support. "You're right, Loretta. Let's stay optimistic," she agreed, mustering up a sense of hope amidst the uncertainty.

A house to call home that actually feels like home…in a place where Everly can grow and thrive. I've never fully considered myself an optimist, because I'm a world-class worrier and can see the bad in every situation. But I commend myself for the faith I've continued to have. My adult life started much sooner than I expected, but overall, I've been met with support and love. And I know it's because of this that I've been able to get through some of the toughest situations.

SHERNEIL. Hope is one of those feeble, funny feelings. One that either mends you on the inside, or fully shatters you. It curls around you in your desperate times, making you believe things will turn out well, only for those things to come crashing back. Fully breaking you. Or making you whole. It was stupid of me to have let such an emotion filter through my mind, making me wish to do everything that was impossible. So, after a while, I fell back to my familiar routine.

There were two famous deadweights in Kingsgate's high society. One was me, Millie Tanner, the pampered little princess whose only talents were shopping and throwing parties. The other was my childhood friend, Iver Langford, the fragile young heir born with autism and congenital heart failure. However, my older brother was the most feared name in the underworld, and my second brother was the richest man in the country. Iver's older sister was the undefeated queen of the courtroom, and his second sister was a surgeon whose hands could bring back the dead. One day, the four of them were chatting over a game of poker. "Raising one hopeless case takes the same effort as two. Might as well pair

I believed I might escape for a little period. For a brief minute, I wished it was horrible. That's terrible. I hadn't felt optimistic in a long time. I had forgotten and would soon forget what it was like. Hope was perilous. Hope gets the better of me. It leads to my death. It ignites a little flame inside me that can only be controlled. I can't handle another meltdown. Not right now. Not ever again. So I did what I was told and gave up. But only for a short time. * * *