Jars Of Happiness Clean Copy Novels & Stories

But Jarrel had plans to make things right for her, he had wronged her even though she had forgotten about it—his only wish was to give her the fairy tale wedding she deserved. But looking around her and seeing how everything had changed over the past one year, Hana couldn’t help but shed tears—those tears weren’t tears of pain, no, rather they were tears of happiness and joy. Tears that reminded her that both she and Jarrel had somehow managed to pass the stage of turmoil and sadness, they were now in the stage of everlasting happiness.

Like warm sunlight spread inside my body, suffusing me with happiness and contentment. "Oh gosh baby, that's not just a wish but also a punch line," I said to him chuckling with mirth and joy. Laughter sparkled like an ember bursting into flame, burning two into happiness. I could feel his smiling even when apart, the joy being infectious and making me feel at home, carefree. Jubilee felt like a bubble inside, rising within me as though it would burst anytime into lightness and liberty.

Her strawberry-blond curls hung by her cheeks, and her blue eyes radiated with happiness that I didn't remember seeing as a child. She shrugged. "Anyway, there is a point in me telling you all this. Miranda, if you had stayed home that day and done what you were told, the accident never would have happened. If it hadn't, Charlie never would have found me, and I wouldn't have married him. None of my kids would have names or even exist." Sarah reached out and took my hand again. This time, she held it in both of hers and stroked the top with her thumb. She stared at them for a moment before making eye contact with me again. "Sometimes we have to endure the worst pain of our lives to find the g

“You knew how much I loved him” Kimora couldn’t help but glance between them. Sensing the tension building, she intervened in an attempt to defuse the escalating tension. “Larisa dear, I know it hurts, I’m not in your shoes right now to know how pained you are. Dwelling in the past won’t change anything. You’re an amazing person. One day, you’ll meet someone who appreciates you and would forever be faithful to you” “You heard her. Focus on making yourself happy. Your worth is not determined by someone who chooses to be with someone else” Ava added softly. Larisa looked at Daisy from head to toe and sighed deeply.

Justice may be delayed but never denied. With my subsequent plan in mind, I exhaled long and hard to release the anger within me. “No need to thank us. We’d be pleased if you can accept us back into your life. “Ian said he can put the whole thing behind us so long as you come back and apologize to me, Mom, and Dad. He will carry on with the wedding, and we can be one happy family.” Roxy’s voice was laced with malice when she talked about an apology.

The blue dress hung untouched in the wardrobe. Everything looked messy. Normal. Alive. And for some reason, I loved it. I had spent so long believing happiness had to be earned. That I needed to look a certain way. Be a certain way. Be chosen. Be loved correctly. But sitting there with my hair messy and my feet aching from dancing, I realized happiness could also be something incredibly ordinary. A song. A friend. A stupid joke. A night in Paris. I smiled. ‎ ‎--- ‎ ‎Later that night, I stood alone by the window.

He got in and tossed his keys on the dining table “Alice?” he called out but got no reply He called her name a couple of times and still didn’t get a reply. He grabbed his jacket and headed up to the room they shared. He opened the door gently and saw that she was asleep, at the foot of the bed. He dropped his jacket beside her before picking her up and dropping her gently on the bed. He covered her up and sat beside her, taking a good look at her. He had to admit, she was beautiful. She had bright blue eyes than pierced into the soul and a very beautiful smile. Even on her bad days, she still looked amazing. Jared rubbed his forehead. He didn’t want to let her go but what choice did he have

He could feel the relief coming off her in waves. He smiled because she was happy, but he made sure to stay away from her. He didn't want to intrude on this moment, so he worked his way to the back of the kitchen where Emma and Mia were sitting. He leaned against the wall and looked over to see the other little boy, the one who had ruined Pluto for him, sitting happily in Ella's lap. Ella had her arms wrapped around him like she was never going to let him go, and given the way Jace was hovering around the two of them, neither was he. “They look happy,” Emma murmured. She was watching Ella and Jace as well. “I have a feeling that little boy isn't going to be in foster care for much longer.”

Her own little bump of joy. Seeing her belly grow considerably over the few weeks made her realise that she wasn’t really alone anymore. True, she was grateful for Janet’s presence in the house, but she didn’t really feel that acute loneliness that used to plague her when she first moved in anymore. She could spend moments alone, just talking to her child, telling it just how sorry she was, over and over again when she was in her feelings, and then telling it a lot more about her life, about Chris and how she had never felt confused in her entire life. She told it about Stylish and how after taking off smoothly during the fashion week, she was now in business…

Happiness is in everything; I dare you to invite it in. It is in the rain, cool and fresh, just as deeply as the sunshine, for they bring forth different emotions. Happiness is enjoying the moment, being present for that gift that is living, and allowing it to become intense Jade p.o. v