Life Is Journey Novels & Stories

My shattered dream Many people in this world ask for love or wanted to be loved. But it is hard to find the right one who truly loves us and who truly values us. What will you do if his happiness is no longer include you? Will you able to love again or bury yourself in sadness? This story is written for every one of us who craves love or be loved by someone else. Let us find our way on this "A journey to forever." Let us find our true love and peace that we've been dreaming of for a long period of time.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ Who is Sid and where is he? Is he alive or not? If he is alive, then where? If he dead, then how? For the answers join the journey, IT IS THE JOURNEY IN SEARCH OF ANSWERS. It is the journey to find the love. JOURNEY OF LOVE AND QUESTIONS, WHAT IF THEY BISECTS EACH OTHER?

Life is like a tourist guide. You have the chance to meet a lot of people and be friends with some of them, but not everyone will stay until the end. Because after all, they are just tourists who are having their trip for a while and, soon, they will go back wherever they came from. But surely, those people will be one of those breath-taking views you will have in your journey.

My boyfriend proposed to me when we graduated from high school, but I made a deal with him instead of giving him an immediate answer. "We'll get married when we've collected 500 train tickets." In the first year, Marcus could hardly wait to come see me every day. Before long, our collection had grown to 280 tickets. He even laughed and said that he'd be able to take me home as his wife before graduation at the rate he was going. In the second year, we met each other halfway. Soon, the number of tickets climbed to 400. But in our third year, Marcus told me that his advisor had taken on a new project and that a junior who had just joined the research team needed him to show her the rope

Oh look at that, you've come again. It's so sweet of you. I feel like we are already best friends, I can feel us bonding. You come every week to read my dumb confessions and that's pretty amazing of you. So in the spirit of friendship, I will answer any question you have. And I really hope you stick with me through out my journey. “Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but

Sukoon life is not always giving you red roses it will give you some difficulties also. Life is a beautiful journey filled with ups and downs, twists and turns. It can be challenging at times, but that is what makes it worth living. Every experience, whether good or bad, teaches us something invaluable. It helps us grow, learn and become the best version of ourselves. So, never give up on pursuing your dreams and passions, remember that what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. Stay positive, stay motivated, and never let anyone dull your sparkle. Life is precious, and every moment counts. Live it to the fullest!

Ji A said, “Don’t mock at me. I have to move on from past. I have a life.” Ji A’s mom said, “I am really happy for you. I hope you will get a happy life.” Ji A said, “Don’t be a dramatic mom. I am get going.” Ji A left home. She went to her office. At office roof top, One of her colleagues said her to come to the roof top. Ji A asked, “Why do you called to come here?” He said, “I have an important issue to discuss with you. I heard it from someone that you are going on a blind date.”

A fantasy that I hope will transport you to a world of mysterious creatures and strange rites. And so much more. The ideas never stop, and so do I. I hope you'll listen. I hope I can amaze you. I hope I can make you dream. Everything I have built, am building, and will build, I do in the hope that, looking back, I can say I've lived without regrets. That I've said everything I wanted to say. Even though I've been away for so long. Even though I've suffered. I want to look into the eyes of my future self and tell her to be proud, because I did it.

"Go now. In your next life, you will be born into a loving, ordinary family, with loving parents, a healthy body, and a peaceful and happy life." I turned back, taking one last look at the world full of scars and entanglements. The small sunflower windmill in front of my tombstone spun tirelessly in the wind. In the distance, Timothy's foundation allocated its first grant to help a female awake her wolf. My spirit lived on forever in another form now. I smiled with relief, turned around, and plunged into that warm light without looking back. Goodbye, Timothy Russell. Goodbye to the six years I spent loving you.

She got up and gave me a hug. "It's all over. Live for yourself from now on." It was something so simple, even an outsider understood. And yet, it had taken me six whole years to finally wake up. Fortunately, it still wasn't too late.