Life Is Beautiful Novel Novels & Stories

Batool said gently as Hooriya squeezed her hand in assurance with a soft smile. A woman dressed in a black dress walked in. She was beautiful and had a striking resemblance to aunt Batool. "Hooriya, this is Hafsa, my daughter." Batool introduced her as Hafsa forwarded her hand and Hooriya shook her hand with a smile. "I'm happy to meet you," Hooriya said genuinely. It was so saddening that such a beautiful woman had such a bad husband. But that man was no more and hopefully, Hafsa will be at peace now rather than having that man as a husband. She will find her happiness.

Do you want to go get something to eat? "No, I don't want to bother you." "No, it's bothering you. You paid for the ice cream, now it's my turn, let's go." Axel got up from the bench. "Okay, fine." She got up too. Alicia walked beside him as he finished the ice cream. They arrived at a restaurant, and when they entered, it was a beautiful place. Its windows had stained-glass windows with beautiful flowers, which let in a lot of light. "Woah! It's beautiful, isn't it?"

On the high-speed train home, the scenery outside passed by in fragments, but I could not focus on any of it. Shanine slept soundly on my shoulder. She had drunk too much the night before and had been rushed onto the train early this morning, leaving her half-dazed. Her hair brushed my neck, carrying the familiar scent of her shampoo. Yet, my heart felt strangely quiet. Almost empty. That happiness had arrived too fiercely, and it had disappeared just as quickly. Phoebe sat across from us, wearing headphones and scrolling through her phone. Occasionally, she looked up, our eyes meeting briefly before she quickly looked away again, as if nothing had ever happened.

“I used to think stories had to be neat. That they had to begin and end in predictable ways. But life isn’t a book. It’s a heartbeat. Messy, beautiful, flawed—and worth it.” The crowd snapped their fingers, cheered, and held one another. And in that moment, Skye knew: This was the life she was always meant to build. Not perfect. But finally, hers.

I earned all the glory and joy. From there on, I would only glow brighter, living each day to its most radiant.

Zia woke up excited more than ever. She felt strange, as though her life's desires had finally been met. The feeling was still fresh, or maybe the dream she had with Carlos,he had given her the kind of peace she desired. She had wished for the dream to never end. So Zia had glanced around at the empty room. She suddenly felt sad. Her life should be moving forward, but she was back to where she had been, more than two years ago, pregnant and alone. Her life should be perfect now, enjoying it with the love of her life.

Luna's Pov I wake up every day dreading that I'm still breathing. A few times a day I find myself thinking"How am I still alive"? This a question I never find the answer to but maybe because... I'm a useless fool... A coward... A slut... A bitch... A dumb whore... At least that's what he tells me. As an eighteen-year-old girl, I am extremely underdeveloped physically and mentally. I can tell from looking at other girls in my neighborhood they all looked healthy while I was a bag of bones.

I feel myself drifting away in sleep. When I wake up I feel my back patched up and less painful. Someone must've came in while I fell asleep. I see a tray of food, something different now. A water, garlic bread, spaghetti and a cinnamon roll. The sight of something different to eat makes me happy, I don't know whether I should laugh or cry. Being in this predicament has made me appreciate the little things in life.

“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. it always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. I never believed this verse until you came along, Mirabella. You changed me, you changed my perception of things, you beautified my life in ways I never imagined possible, you are my everything. . .” Beautiful words flow from his mouth, bringing me to tears. I am happy. I have it all. I am that girl. And together with my man, and my amazing children, I’m cer

I’ll will come and check up on you later during lunch break. Laura jibed at the message on her phone and her face become cold. Ding! It was another message alert sound on her phone, but this time around, the text was from Frank. [Hello Beautiful, I hope you’re okay. I was just checking up on you, would you like to grab a bite during lunch time?] She took a quick glance at her phone and replied. [I am alright, thank you. No,I don’t mind.] Laura was so glad to see a text from Frank. Having lunch with him gave her a gateway pass not to see Jayden.