In This Our Life Novel Novels & Stories

In my previous life, Derick had his fling with his so-called 'sister' Jasmine before he ever knew me. All the while, unaware of the truth, I was running the mafia business and raising their child myself. They were busy dreaming about their love child and blowing through the cash I made, which ended up costing my son his life. I poured my soul into making their kid my successor, and they just sat back and enjoyed the spoils. My boy and I? We were just pawns in their perfect life! Fate handed me a do-over, and this time, Derrick and Jasmine would be dealt with a well-deserved retribution!

Legally, we were family, listed on the same household register. As a teenage girl, how was I supposed to handle such dramatic change? Especially when I was half in love with him. So I ran. I took the hospital transfer to some remote county. From then on, we lived separate lives. The truth was, part of me married Terence out of spite. I wanted to see if Matthew would come back for me when he found out I was getting married. He didn't. So I let that fantasy go, forced myself to get over him, and settled into being Terence's wife and Ricky's mom.

My phone slipped from my palm and hit the ground, the screen cracking—just like something inside me. I drew a long breath and pressed the doorbell. The door opened, and a little boy poked his head out. He had round cheeks as his eyes sparkled in curiosity. It was the same kid from the photos. He glanced at me and yelled, "Mommy, someone's here!" A moment later, the last person I thought I'd see stepped into view—Yara Silvers, my college roommate. She stopped when she saw me. "Estelle? What a coincidence. How did you know I lived here?"

" I immediately run towards her, and I was about to push her... But... It's too late. I found our body lying on the road with blood. I tried to reach out her hand even though I cant hardly move my body and my eyes are getting blurry. "J...J...Joy... Joy... Wake...up. Wake up. Joy... Wake up." I shed tears. I keep patting her hands, but she's not responding to me anymore. My eyes are getting blurry that I want to close my eyes now. However, before I could close my eyes, I saw... The door of the car opened. From inside a woman come out. I didn't have a chance to see her face because I lost my consciousness. --- THE END. SEE YOU IN BOOK 2 :')

“Can you believe that the singer and the DJ moved into our building?” Brooklyn asked as the roommates ate dinner that night. Addy twirled her spaghetti around her fork before lifting it to her lips. “It might be somewhat awkward for you,” she said, pausing in her bite. “Somewhat awkward?” Brooklyn asked, setting her fork down. “I mean, if I hadn’t hidden from him as he moved his things in, who knows what would have happened?” “So, he doesn’t know you live here?” Shea asked, picking out a slice of garlic bread.

She walked to me "We're the 7 Gold Lifes Olivia , our lifes is far from ordinary. Just like you but in a different way" 7 Gold Lifes?

com ]. Quote of The Chapter: "If I Had My Life to Live Over, I Would Find You Sooner So That I Could Love You Longer"

I don't regret whatever happened between us but I also don't want him to feel pressured into a relationship with me. I couldn't sleep so I lay awake and read stories from my Good Novel online book app, the different genres of stories on the app had made it my favorite to go to whenever I was less busy and wanted to read some good stories. I had already purchased some coins on Tuesday to finish the story I was reading The Life Of Bisi the tragic story of a gay Nigerian boy. I could almost relate to the boy's story as I read through, I was still on chapter 29 when a call came through my phone. It was Jude, and the memories of last night flashed unbidden through my mind's eyes. "Hello."

SHAWNA'S POV: Life has always been cruel to me, I have lost all those who were once close to my heart. Standing here all alone. Well, they say, nobody's life is perfect and neither is that they are perfect... But guess that is how life is, like me. I am not perfect or either my life is, for me, life is now a mystery. It is always in suspense what the next morning bring for me?... LIFE... the four-letter word... it's amusing how tiny and simple it looks, but when we see it closely, it is a big wide world. It would take another novel to write it all about.

Dime and I cleaned up the kitchen after we had said goodbye to Trish and Dave, "Tonight was fun," Dime said as she smiled, lighting up the whole room, "It was, wasn't it? I wish our lives back home would have been like this," I confessed as I cleaned a plate and handed it to Dime to dry, "I do too," Dime confessed as her smile dimmed a bit; "But now we have people who care about us, isn't that what matters most?" Dime asked as she finished drying the last plate, "You're right, that is all that matters," I agreed as my own smile shown bright along with Dime's. Dime and I headed to bed after promising to start packing for college tomorrow,