Independence Novels & Stories

The hook. The room stilled, attention sharpening. Clara didn’t rush. She didn’t smile. She folded her hands calmly on the table and met Serena’s gaze—not challengingly, not deferentially. Precisely. “Independence,” Clara said, “isn’t defined by distance. It’s defined by agency.” A murmur rippled. “I don’t borrow credibility,” she continued. “I build it. And proximity doesn’t erase that—it tests it.” Serena’s smile held.

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.

Robert continued “Some years back my husband and I were involved in a business which later turned appreciated by greater a cooperation and boomed successfully with greater profit than what we imagined. Your parents, Mr. Rex and his wife were close friends. Alongside Mr. and Mrs. Sprills. They ran their own business. Though it was not as compared to ours, it was quite successful. They just needed a little push and support which we gave in to by partnering with them. Everything was going well and their business top the 10th running companies in the United States. Which is still one of the best presently.” Mrs. Robert expatiated

he said seriously, but with a little smile hidden in the corner. "You can't make me do this, I don't feel anything for him... damn daddy, I don't love him!" I screamed and let some tears fall. Dad walked over to me and stroked my face. "Honey, you had to think about that when you had sex with that boy. I love you my daughter, but I think it's the right thing to do right now, this child will need a father present in her..." I interrupted him. "We are in the 21st century, this marriage thing when a girl 'loses' her innocence no longer exists and the world is different now, women are more independent now and even raise their children alone." I said.

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.

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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?