Independence Novels & Stories

Something deeper. Something that extended beyond immediate action. Marcus joined us. “They are becoming independent,” he said. “Yes.” “But not separate.” No. Because independence without alignment created chaos. And alignment without independence created stagnation. This was the balance. The reflection in the glass showed someone steady. But aware of something heavier. Influence carried responsibility. Not just for outcomes. For behavior. For growth. For what came next. I looked out at the city one last time. Then turned away. The system was no longer just evolving.

cried the housekeeper who had been a confidant in Cally's house since her mother died in the fateful tragedy that took her mother's life. Cally nodded, she went straight to the dining table. Eating food that has been served alone. Frederick the father is almost never seen at home, he always keeps himself busy in the office. It wasn't just Cally who was devastated, but her father as well. Ever since his late mother was gone for good, Frederick has seemed a mess and has almost no passion for life.

Lav &Rit:We were saying the truth. Xavier:One more word and I will kill you..How dare you..Came towards Elenadu wrapped his hand around her waist and wiped her tears..So what were you saying..My wife married me because she can't be independent.. Really..Will you tell me what is freedom and independence..Main bhol deta hoon.. According to you Freedom is sleeping with men behind your parents back who trusts you soo much.. Freedom is having all the bad habits where your parents kept soo Xaviery hopes on you..And Independence according to you independence is having one night stand with men..And you mi

"Does it matter whose name is on the lease if you're comfortable there?" The question was reasonable, logical. Everything about Ace was reasonable and logical. Which was probably why sitting across from him felt like wearing shoes that were the wrong size—not painful exactly, but not quite right either. "It matters to me." He studied my face over his wine glass. "This is about independence." "This is about knowing who I am when I'm not dependent on someone else's generosity." "And you think living alone will tell you that?" "I think making my own choices will tell me that."

But no I’m alive and I get to decide who I live this life. In the beginning of my departure I was careless, I got close to peter, just a kid really but I was vulnerable and I needed a friend, I didn’t know the human world and he had such a wide view of it. I just latched onto him and became attached. I was optimistic for finally becoming independent and doing my own thing so I didn’t hide much or try to conceal myself so I basically made it easy for the hunters to find me. The hunter ripped through him without a second thought.

This allowed them to trust each other and have a healthy balance of power in their relationship. Christiana’s mother knew that the importance of love and independence in a marriage couldn't be overstated. Without love, a marriage would lack the intimacy, respect, and emotional connection needed to withstand the ups and downs of life. Without independence, a marriage would lack the freedom, individuality, and respect needed to thrive. Together, love and independence formed the foundation of their marriage. It was a partnership based on mutual love, trust, and respect. They knew that their marriage

Like hell there is. Tristan thought he had this in the bag because his family had connections. He thought his smooth-talking demeanor would glide him right to the finish line. But he didn’t understand one fundamental truth about me: I don’t let anyone outwork me. If Tristan was going to rely on his name, I was going to rely on absolute, undeniable perfection. I hit 'Save Draft' and stared at the blue cursor blinking steadily against the white background. My chest tightened slightly as I looked at the word Independence in my personal statement. To most kids my age, independence meant moving out of their parents' house or throwing

And the day of their union with her looked so near now. At first, their overbearing attention felt like a pain in her ass 'cause you know, she is a strong, independent woman who does not need this kind of lovey dovey things in her life. But then it actually felt good to have someone in her life who took care of her. Upon seeing them in front of her eyes she smiled in exasperation and happiness but did not say anything. She felt a tug on her waistband from behind. She rolled her eyes. Through the sea of people, it was hard to get to the back where Rush and Liam were standing. But when they kept on tugging at her to go to them, she turned her head and shot them angry looks.

CARA’S P.O.V. I left the meeting grounds and the forest without saying a word to Khan or even letting him say a word. My head was down, thinking of the contract. I’ll be kicked out. I’ll be a lone wolf. All alone. Isn’t that the best for me? At least, I’ll be away from the pack. No one would look at me with judgement and disgust. Everything I do would be my concern. Sounds peaceful, doesn’t it?

Thought mutters from beside me. I glance at him before looking down at my boots, which are completely covered in snow. The Independence Pack, in certain places, is drenched in snow, and unfortunately it’s where this Aven girl happens to live. We have a vague idea where she may be, but not enough to be confident...