Life At The Top Novels & Stories

They were in the dark, never knowing that no one would visit them again. So, they keep to the old homestead, waiting for their eldest daughter forever. However, I had broken free from the family that bled me dry. My career was on fire, with my brand's advertising hitting TriView Media airwaves. With my devoted husband and in-laws who loved me as their own by my side, I was set. I was truly satisfied with my life. I turned from a speck of dust into a shining gem. I earned all the glory and joy. From there on, I would only glow brighter, living each day to its most radiant.

They didn't have to do anything, yet they got everything they wanted in the world. Meanwhile, most of the people were born into regular homes. Sure, they could work hard for the rest of their lives. But even if their descendants were to keep working hard, their success could never compare to Cain's natural advantage of being born into a good family. Seriously, picking a good family to be with was a skill. "This is my first time coming to Rivershire. I'll be in your care now." Cain carried himself with an air of authority on the stage. "I like Rivershire a lot, not just because of its beauty, but because it's also home to my crush."

… [In the Next Life — April 12, 2024, 3:09 PM — I Wonder If Anyone Is Still Waiting For Me To Come Home For Dinner] [Now THIS is how a real sister acts.] [Someone better hide this from Hailey - you know she'll start whining to Ben about getting her own mansion too.] [Pfft - as if! Hailey couldn't handle this lifestyle. Ben's adopted sis? She rode with him through the struggle years. That's why she's getting the villas and luxury cars. She earned it.]

I ran toward the crowd, toward the people who had chosen to celebrate the life I had rebuilt. They surrounded me and began singing "Happy Birthday." In the warmth of their voices and the glow of the candles, I closed my eyes and made the first wish of my life that truly belonged only to me. "To a life well lived, Cindy!" The candles went out. Cheers rose around me. I took a bite of cake and watched the last edge of the sun sink behind the mountains. All the blood-stained memories of Manhattan drifted away with the cool evening breeze, left forever in the ruins of a life I would never return to.

The venue is at the highest floor of the building that Alexandria specifically rented for the whole night. Compared to her, most of the celebrities’ success here, including me, are nothing. I continued socializing with everyone. Catching up and for once, I haven't thought about my work and my marital status. And just when I was finally having fun, Damian showed up. And Isla is right behind him. We stared at them, and I know some people are also staring at me. I can sense that they are confused why Damian he's with another woman instead of me.

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“Living Big is a land made up of conquered clans and small trips. While the capital mostly has the originating citizens, the hinterlands have more outlaws and refugees. I have conquered so many lands in my time here and very often you will meet a small group of individuals with their own language.” Damon explained as we rode slowly. Black seemed to be constipated by the amount of wild berries he had eaten. I too had thought it was too much for him. Living in the cell all my life did not expose me to the politics of the nation but it certainly did not shell me away from it.

" Xavier paused and gave her time to think, as he expected. Julia turned to look at him once and started thinking about it. After a while, she shook her head and said, "As far as I know, they won’t say anything to the rich people because they simply say it’s their lifestyle." "No, we are completely bothered by them. Each and every step was closely observed. What we do, what we eat, what we drink, where we go to the gym, when we wake up, what type of clothes we wear, which designer designed this, whom we are meeting, whom we are talking with—everything is clearly observed. We didn't come directly from the sky. We fall. We raise," he paused to take breath.

My thoughts are muddled, as I try to remember the few times Isadora and I went off traveling together. What place was it that she had loved the most? Her life here in Ovylian hadn't been bad, but she still wished she had been brought up as me to be able to go sightseeing just because. Both of her parents worked to keep a roof over their heads, food on the table for her and her two brothers, and a sister. And as the third eldest, Isadora was most of the time looked over. She did such atrocious things to get noticed, I think bitterly, racking my brain as try to think of places where Isadora would have gone off to hide.

She heard someone snap and all the children kept quiet immediately , she looked up to see her only friend in the orphanage, Logan. Logan was exactly twice her age now , he was older and more matured so the other kids respected him. She took this distraction as a cue to stand up and run away from their midst. She ran inside and up to the rooftop of the system's three storey building, her favorite spot , where she could sit closer to the stars. Immediately she got to the rooftop , she sat on the floor and crossed her legs in front of her. This time she didn't come here because she wanted to see the stars beautifully line the sky , she came out here because she was just tired of everything.