Life Is So Precious Novels & Stories

“And today?” Gabriel pointed dramatically. “It remembered.” Naomi laughed. Ama nearly spilled her coffee. The ordinary moments still surprised her. For so long, existence had revolved around mysteries. Questions. Cosmic choices. Now life consisted of meetings. Phone calls. Traffic. Bad coffee. Good friends. And somehow it felt more precious than ever. Perhaps because she finally understood how fragile it all was. Not fragile in a frightening way. Fragile in the way sunrises are fragile. Beautiful because they don't last forever.

Some we love to treasure. Some memories become precious gifts That live on forever and ever. Yes, memories are precious moments, And I have quite a few, The memories I treasure the most Are those I made with you. Jake: The years have passed by In the blink of an eye, Moments of sadness And joy have flown by. People I loved Have come and have gone, But the world never stopped, And we all carried on. Life wasn't easy, And the struggles were there, Filled with times that it mattered,

Mirabella turned back to meet her boss gaze fixed on her and for lots of reason she felt uncomfortable, she was still wondering why she had been called back until she heard him say something like a quote 'The hardest decisions of life, most times are the right decisions.' Mateo said to her but she got more confused as she herself could not read his facial expressions, he was saying something else but his expressions was saying another thing entirely.

Lucy cried jumping into my arms. Falling to my knees I held tightly on my baby sister, savouring the moment ,afraid that she would disappear. That none of this is real. Lucy never got the chance to be a teenager. I will never have the chance to see her grow up, to see her go to high school, to see her have her first boyfriend, have her first heartbreak or go to university. All of that was taken away not just from me but from my brothers and father as well. It was all taken away the day I came home to find mamma and Lucy dead in our living room.

[Miss Yowell, I am talking about dinars here, a billion euros for a pound of meat. The live stream chat was filled with interested buyers too. Michelle reported this to Alex, making him smile faintly. Although they were offering a lot, he hadn’t been interested in money for quite some time already. “We’ll see. It’s not like we lack money anyway. The most valuable thing in our current world is probably money! Have some meat first. You could probably break through your limit after eating. Then, you’ll just have to cross the tribulation. I’ll be here to watch over you, so don’t worry!”

I want that so bad it hurts. That's the thing about life; It is fragile, precious, and unpredictable, and each day is a gift, not a given right. I don't want to go. I love my life. I am happy; I owe that to my loved ones. But the control is out of my hands.

He won, I was eliminated in the first round. Max nods eagerly, going into depth about how much fun he had and how it was the best thing he had ever experienced. Needless to say, I stopped listening immediately. Deep in depth talks about anything really just aren't interesting enough to hold my attention. Unless of course it's really serious. Like, life or death serious.

"Together with those three, it becomes something extraordinary. It’s not just a diamond… it’s life, and you have to protect it at all costs." He then begins to explain the intricate details behind diamonds—their formation deep within the Earth, the rarity of finding one like this, and the stories they carry through time. I listen intently, absorbing every word as he emphasizes their importance, not just as precious stones but as symbols of resilience and legacy.

Never Again 🌷 “The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face.

"Why? Do you have another solution? You can't just give up, can you? ‘To Our Precious’ is our concept.” “To Our Precious?” Sebastian interrupted, successfully grabbing the attention. However, the confusion made his lips freeze for a moment. It was only when Amber raised an eyebrow at him that he continued speaking. “As far as I remember, the folder the man showed on the TV said To My Precious, not To Our Precious. Did they misprint or something?” Hearing such information, Amber's brows furrowed deeply. Looking up at the man still standing beside her, she shook her head asking for an explanation. "Is it possible ...."