Jars Of Happiness Clean Copy Novels & Stories

LYRIC But a minute passed and Jaris didn't attack me. No. He remained completely still. And overtime, I noticed he was getting calmer, the jerks not happening too often anymore. I wet his back with my tears. It was difficult imagining what he must be going through. Gods, I really hoped I was helping. I lost track of time. My tears slowed. His jerks completely stopped. Everything became so peaceful that darkness consumed me—a familiar kind of darkness I didn't understand until I woke up in the morning.

It made me happy knowing that I was never really alone; however, I wasn't happy knowing that our new family was broken beyond repair. Lissa and Jill reentered the main section and came to sit with Father and me. Lissa settled on my right side while Jill settled on the right side of Lissa. I faced my platinum-blond haired stepsister and wondered, "What took you two so long?" Lissa replied, "Our makeup and faces were ruined from crying, so we had to wash that off. Also, our dresses somehow got all wet with tears, so we changed into new ones." Her jade-green eyes then widened. "Oh! I almost didn't remember." She lifted her hand and opened it. "Do you or your father need a handkerchief?"

I scrubbed my body and drenched myself in soap before washing it all off and stepping out. I wrapped my exposed body in a towel before plugging my phone into my speaker and letting music fill my ears while it took over my body. I put on black leggings, a hoodie and some Uggs while I swayed my hips to the rhythm of the music. 679 by fetty wap started to play reminding me of Jack. This was his favorite song. And it was the song that was playing when we arrived to our first party together in Omaha. I walked over to the speaker and quickly snatched my phone from the aux cord hoping the music would stop playing not wanting any more memories of him to fill my head.

"I'm good its been a long day Dad. Are you sure everything is ok." "Off course son hold on here for a second. Nathan grab some glasses for celebrating" Jackson quickly ran to his study and grabbed the bottle of wine and ran back. Nathan had also grabbed the wine glasses from the kitchen. Jackson opened the bottle of wine and started pouring glasses "We are celebrating son. The deal for black mountain is complete, my son is healthy and my wife is beautiful. I've got no worries" Jackson raised his glass and drank the wine. Followed by the rest.

"What about you? Any interesting men in your life?" "Men?" Janet laughed. "I barely have time to sleep, let alone date. Between the hotel, community service and my freelance work, romance is the last thing on my mind." "You deserve happiness too, you know." "Maybe. But right now, I'm happy helping you two build something good. That feels like enough." Jackson felt a wave of gratitude for this woman who had become such an important part of their lives. "Thank you. For everything. For the hotel, for your friendship, for not judging us."

He and Clevon both shot probably ten shots of cum, both on me and in me. I licked cum off my lips and swallowed. It didn't taste so great, but I figured it was just part of the deal. Everything else tasted great, between my ass juice and the piss. Besides, it wasn't all that bad. Before any cum could seep out of my ass, Jerry had his cock buried in it. He waited to start thrusting for AJ to come to my face and stick his humongous cock in my mouth.

The hallways were dimly lit, and the carpet was worn and stained. As Aric and their partner, Jules, unpacked, Aric felt a sense of satisfaction. They had downsized their belongings significantly, and it felt good to get rid of the clutter. They had sold some things, donated others to charity, and thrown away what they couldn't use. The process had been cathartic, a way to let go of the past and move forward.

Genuine happiness, flourishing throughout this extraordinary journey. "We've all earned this happiness," I said softly, genuine gratitude evident beneath my continued, contented composure, "through everything difficult and considerable this remarkable journey has demanded throughout its extraordinary, transformative path." I found myself, watching our entire circle's continued, joyful celebration throughout that morning, profoundly grateful for everything beautiful this extraordinary journey had ultimately provided—genuine love, hard-won peace, and now, watching everyone precious throughout our remarkable circle finding their own authentic happiness and belonging throughout this continuously

Jake Jake walked into his small townhouse, the smell of spring flowers filling the air. He smiled at the sound of his brothers making fun of his cleaning habits somewhere in the recess of his memory. He needed to take a trip back to Texas soon. It had been three or four years, and though he talked to his mother and father every Sunday, he needed to see them. It was Bethany's fault... or maybe it was time to move past that. He pulled his shirt over his head and held it until he walked into his room, jumping and shooting it into the clothes hamper like a basketball.

Joy's eyebrows were drawn together in the slightest frown while she peered at him, her head tilted a little. "Excuse me," the customer's voice broke their eye-contact as their heads bumped into each other clumsily and in panic. Logan swiftly picked up the coin from the floor and slammed it on the counter, while Joy cracked an apologetic smile to the customer. Fortunately, the counter had provided a barrier for them all this time. However, the customer gawked at them suspiciously, even while leaving the shop, considering how flustered they both looked. "Oh no, where is Fred?!" Joy suddenly screeched and started tapping on the empty jar hysterically. "I was feeding him just five minutes ago an