Life Is Unexpected Novels & Stories

"Honestly, I haven’t done much yet. Mostly meetings and work for the past four weeks. I went out some days but only with people from the company. More interestingly, I had an amazing croissant this morning. It’s the little things, right?" "Definitely," she agreed. "You have to savour the small pleasures. Like an unexpectedly pleasant conversation with a stranger." I smiled, feeling a warm flush that has nothing to do with the beer. Thank God she was enjoying this conversation. "Well, I’m glad we both ended up in the wrong place at the right time." "If I may ask, what were you hoping to get from your blind date?" I didn't know if this was a test. Whether I should truly be honest or withhold s

] [May all your plans work out perfectly. [Live long and stay healthy!] [May everything work out perfectly for you!] … They were the notes William and I had left behind, one by one, in different corners of the city. And then, internet sleuths uncovered another account. The username was 'GimmeThatResurrectionScroll'. It contained only one post—a short video with text and audio. [You made it. If we never meet again in this life, then I hope today is kind to you. Tomorrow too. And every day after—always.]

*The Unexpected Love* In the bustling city of Tokyo, lived a young and ambitious artist named Akira. She was known for her stunning paintings and her passion for her craft. Akira's life was a whirlwind of art exhibitions, classes, and her own studio. One day, while Akira was setting up for an exhibition, she accidentally knocked over a display of sculptures. A handsome stranger rushed to help her, and as their hands touched, Akira felt an unexpected spark. The stranger's name was Taro, a successful businessman with a passion for art. He was immediately drawn to Akira's creativity and enthusiasm.

She could bet everything she had that the tune of the gossip had now changed. But, whether or not the gossip was in a positive light, she didn't want to spend more time there. She wanted to be done with the ceremony as fast as possible. It wasn't as if this was her dream wedding. Her fantasies about her wedding had usually involved a man she was deeply in love with. A man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. Instead, she was getting hitched to a stranger whose name she didn't even know. And the man she had dreamt of walking down the aisle to? He was now standing beside her sister. It was time to let go of her silly fantasies. Her life had never been a fairytale, and it looked like

I heard his thunderous snort, “You're being too hard on yourself.” “Abby, things don't usually happen the way you think,” I objected, philosophizing and tired of creating unfulfilled expectations for myself, destroyed by disappointment, “or rather, the things we expect never happen, the unexpected is everything we experience. If you know how to cope with unforeseen events and enjoy surprises; you will live better. You will live without disappointment.” “Once in a while it's okay to believe.” I smiled.

"Though as entertaining this is, the affairs of the still living are none of my concern. You'll have to speak to my opposite; Life." "So how do I find Life?" I asked, and Death shrugged, twirling his scythe as if it were a baton. "No clue. I deal with matters of death." "...you're of no help, you know that?" "I've upheld my deal, so I think I've helped way more than necessary. I'm just glad I didn't go fishing for your soul. Otherwise, I would've declined." My jaw drops at his comment, and he shrugs, fading away.

But life has a way of surprising us, and a new twist awaited us on the horizon. It started with a seemingly innocent encounter—an invitation to a high-profile charity event, hosted by a prominent philanthropist. The event promised to be an unforgettable night, with renowned guests from all walks of life attending. We were excited about the opportunity to contribute to a noble cause and mingle with influential figures, unaware of the storm that was about to descend upon us.

07— Two days afterwards. “Sometimes we feel so little yet say so much.” —Saumya Tripathi “Life is an unexpected rollercoaster ride.” The thought invaded my mind as I stared into nothingness. Sometimes in life, we anticipate those things that are not in our hands; perhaps it is human nature that always moves but gets less. However, life is so uncanny, strange, and difficult to understand or even explain that no one can be sure of anything, regardless of what they say or do. If one were to explain life, they would have never been able to. Befuddled perhaps, but things can never be predicted about what could happen next, likely in the very next movement. The truth is that the things we anticipa

In that room, hushed under the beep of monitors and the hush of first breaths, bathed in the soft glow of a life just begun, Maurice felt it settle: the truth that sneaks up on you, unannounced and undeniable. Life's plot twists? They don't come with fanfare or scripts. They crash in messy and miraculous, flipping the page when you're least ready, and somehow, that's exactly what makes them yours.

I didn’t waste a second—I bolted for the door and ran as fast as I could. I could hear him shouting my name, but I didn’t stop. I kept running. Why is everything falling apart all at once? First, I lose my job. Then that letter. And now Lucas, the one person I thought I could trust. I found myself in a bar, downing drink after drink. It didn’t take long for me to get drunk. “What am I supposed to do now?” I muttered, staring at my empty glass. “Why is my life such a mess?”