In This Our Life Novel Novels & Stories

She sat in the corner of her cell all day without sleep, murmuring to herself over and over that it was all her fault. "Zachary, I'm sorry… If there's a next life, I promise I'll make it up to you." Without thinking, I immediately responded, "That won't be necessary, Mom. I don't want to be your son in the next life." As if she could suddenly see me, Mom turned toward me and exclaimed, "Zachary, you came to visit me! I knew you couldn't bear to leave me." I was startled, but I tried speaking to her again.

"To just live life to the fullest. Through all of the joy and sorrow, what I want in life is to just be free, have a job, family, and maybe a cat. Go on a few adventures and have a few thrills. What about you?" I feel Kadachi inch closer as he places his burning hand onto my cheek to cup it. I could feel his hot breath hitting my face and the warmth of his body as he slowly fills the gap between us. (Why is he getting so close all of a sudden.) "Kairi...All I want in this life...Is you." (W-what??) Before I could say anything in response Kadachi places his lips onto mine while pushing me onto my back, I try to break free but he holds my hands above my head and slowly starts to kiss down my n

In the kitchen with Amarnath, Pidi repeatedly asked Anjali to eat together. Anjali was not bothered. It's not in her habit but Ramla insists that if Anjali doesn't go then she won't go either. Said, 'I would think that you call Abid together and finally together……. Anjali would have been more happy if he had been separated instead of eating separately. There is one more room in this house. There are cots where boys and girls sleep in the morning. There will be no difficulty in sleeping for the lady. But he had never read about such an uncreated woman in a novel. It is hard to guess now that he was speaking first in English and then in Hindi after stopping him on a dark road. Anjali finishe

Sofia *** I look around at my life, and I still can't believe that it's mine. When I stepped into this country for the first time all those many years ago, I could never have imagined that one day I would find love and family. That the dark cloud hanging over me would one day recede to let the light in again. Back then, my heart had no room for anything but the vengeance that beat within it. I wanted only to bear a son, a son who would one day avenge me of the wrongs done to me.

“Never judge a book by its cover. Having a coworker like her is seriously the biggest stain on my life.” I ignored everyone’s mocking comments and simply smiled as I escorted Elijah and his group out. After everything I went through in my previous life, words like these meant nothing to me anymore.

Please remember that the events and relationships in this book are entirely fictional and are written for storytelling purposes. Most importantly, this is Luna's story, a girl who has spent her entire life in a cage, searching for a life that truly belongs to her. I hope you'll laugh with her, cry with her, get frustrated with her, and fall in love with her journey. Happy reading! — C

“This was our story. Love. Lies. Family. And the most extreme pleasure imaginable.” We kissed as the light bathed us. The novel of our lives was complete. The end.

And because I killed our child in the last life, I'm suffering retribution in this life. "Yvette, if… if we could live another life, and I treated you well in that life, would you forgive me?" Looking straight into his expectant eyes, I mercilessly shattered his hope. "No. We'll never have another chance to start over." He wanted to start over, which was why he wanted me to die with him. He said he didn't want to be selfish, but every word and action reeked of selfishness. "Francis, you only think of me now because Heidi left you. A person who is inherently selfish can never find happiness, no matter how many times they start over," I replied.

He tips my chin up and kisses me, slow and certain. No fear. No debt. No ledger. Just the quiet, glowing fact of a choice made and remade in a small house with a dragon‑bound bedtime story still humming down the hall. Outside, the city moves. Inside, we stand there for a long moment, hand in hand, thinking about the life we already stole back from everyone who tried to write it for us. And about the possibility that, if we want to, we can make that life even bigger. On our terms.

I lifted the glass of water in my hand and clinked it lightly against his. “Here’s to a successful partnership, Mr. Caspian.” Moonlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, stretching our shadows across the room. Each of us stood in our own corner, like two polite strangers sharing the same space. Outside, the city glowed brightly in the night. Only then did I truly feel that I had been given a second life. In this life, I only wanted one thing: to use the Falcone family’s resources to earn enough money to stand on my own and then walk away from all of this for good.