Life From Scratch Book Novels & Stories

Just the place where the real story started. The one that would be ordinary and extraordinary simultaneously. That would be Saturday cooking and Sunday walks and dinner tables and December snow on London rooftops and Diana’s garden in summer and Amara calling from Philadelphia with sharp questions and my mother’s pepper soup and the Emmanuel Okoye Fund doing the work it was built to do and the book that was not not being written and the child or children who would arrive in their own time and who would grow up in a home built entirely differently from the one this man had grown up in. All of it. The full, specific, unhurried, entirely chosen texture of a life.

“Never judge a book by its cover. Having a coworker like her is seriously the biggest stain on my life.” I ignored everyone’s mocking comments and simply smiled as I escorted Elijah and his group out. After everything I went through in my previous life, words like these meant nothing to me anymore.

You are my child now, but you will still have to do servant jobs. I put the card down on the table, and opened the box. Inside were 2 different things. One was a movie, the other a book. The movie read 'Rava the last dragon', and the book read 'Green eggs and ham'. I was in awe. They were in good condition. To find a book, or to have a movie was rare. Usually you could only see a movie at the theater, which cost a lot. Books were even harder to get. Mortals were only allowed specific things. I was so happy. I ran to my room, and put the book on my shelf. The movie in my dresser. I wanted to watch the movie first, but I also wanted to explore. I figured they were mine now, so I could watch th

This was supposed to be the first thing to do before I spent off my day , and surprisingly my money was unbelievably enough to make a good order tomorrow. I slapped mysel, I jumped screaming which woke up my wife and I pretended to be making a prayer so that she won't ask a lot of questions. I was so happy and excited, I quickly forgot about my preassumed loss. I then started to focus on my business. I got to the small table in my room to have a look into my pastor's book I had been given as a parting gift when he left us for South African branch, though he was selling them he offered it to me free of charge. Although it was given for free I struggled with laziness to open it. The title of t

it had been fun, but she was ready to start a new chapter of her life. "And after that?" "Well, Abba said he'll talk to a few people and find out whether I can get an internship as soon as possible, which will hopefully lead to a job offer," she said, staring at her mother's back curiously. "And then?" she asked again. "And then life goes on," she said. "I'll get a job with a decent salary, save most of it, then use the rest to take care of my wants and needs." "And is that how you plan on spending the rest of your life?" Umma asked. Afrah turned towards the fridge and opened it, picking a bottle of water.

Looking around, I saw that there's a lot of bookshelves around here, plus a bean bag area for the people who prefer to read their books here. How amazing is this place! So warm and cozy. My mom would be happy to be here. I proceeded to the Fiction Section, it is my favorite genre ever since. While looking for a good book to read, there's this book that caught my attention, it absolutely doesn't belong in this category. It was at the back of all the books in here. Maybe others were just too lazy to put it back on its designated shelf. The book was entitled: How To Save A Life. It was about a girl who had her heart broken by a jerk, started rebuilding herself, but decided to end her life after

I lifted the glass of water in my hand and clinked it lightly against his. “Here’s to a successful partnership, Mr. Caspian.” Moonlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, stretching our shadows across the room. Each of us stood in our own corner, like two polite strangers sharing the same space. Outside, the city glowed brightly in the night. Only then did I truly feel that I had been given a second life. In this life, I only wanted one thing: to use the Falcone family’s resources to earn enough money to stand on my own and then walk away from all of this for good.

It was as if I was showing the living that death was not the end of life, but rather, the beginning of a new journey. My thoughts returned to the day of the accident. The surgery was successful, bringing an end to my tragic life.

Let the people investigate on their own. “Funny story, Sebastian, the headline stated that I was an orphan. I want to let everyone know that I have a loving mother and a whole lot of people supporting and loving me behind the scenes.” I glanced at Ellie and smiled at her. She smiled back and waved her hand at me. “Regarding my father, honestly I don't care where on the earth the man is. He's absent my whole life and I don't think I have to acknowledge him anymore. So I really don't get the point why this anonymous person, who published the article, keeps bringing him up. This same person tormented me ever since I tied a knot, and right now it feels like I'm living rent-free inside her head.”

She decided to document her journey and insights in a book—a heartfelt memoir that would serve as a guide for future generations. With great care, Luna poured her wisdom onto the pages, sharing her personal struggles, triumphs, and the profound lessons she had learned. She weaved together stories of her own experiences, anecdotes from the people she had met along the way, and the transformative power of authenticity. The book, titled "Embracing True Colors: A Journey of Authenticity," was published and received with great enthusiasm. Its impact spread far and wide, touching the lives of individuals who sought guidance and inspiration on their own paths to self-discovery.