Make Life Work Novels & Stories

Bethany lowered her head and cried for a long time. I sent her the studio's address and contact information, then stood. "Work hard. Stop thinking about things you shouldn't. Life is long. Don't waste your time on someone else's man." I turned and left. Outside the cafe, the sunlight was bright. The comments exploded. [The villainess repaid resentment with kindness???] [I'm crying. She helped Bethany.] ["You don't even count as a supporting character in my life" is so fierce.]

For her, I had given up on my dream of being a pianist. Yet, the moment Wilson appeared, he turned everything I had ever done into one big joke. When I didn't reply, the doctor went on, "Mr. Chance, it's best if you have family around to support you when undergoing chemotherapy. Does your wife know about this?" Raising my head to lock eyes with him, I answered calmly, "My love is dead." One hour later, I stumbled my way out of the hospital using the walls as support. Once some color had returned to my ghastly pale face, I took out my phone to call my younger brother's caretaker.

he added and I glanced at him dumbfounded. "I made him Life," I muttered and my father nodded. "Yes Sebastian, you can create Life and extinguish it as well, you have combined tattoos now because your Life power sparked Miguel's Life gift, he is a Life," he explained and I bit my lip looking worriedly at Miguel. He shrugged it off. "It's okay Baz, I don't mind being immortal and being with you, I really love you a lot," he told me with a brilliant smile. I inhaled deeply and whistled in my shock over all the information I was receiving. Miguel grabbed me and pulled me to his side.

The company didn't go public on time, and he didn't know when he would get back the money he had invested. Life became tight for him. Yet, Vanessa decided to break up with him during this low point in his life. Quintus couldn't accept it. "I gave up my wife and child for you, and now you want to break up with me?" Vanessa coldly responded, "Everything you did was your own choice. What does it have to do with me? You told me to follow you for a better life, but now you're a sinking ship. Why should I stick around?"

I feel the pressure on my shoulders as if it were my duty to stay alive when the disease gradually degenerates without being able to do anything about it other than follow the treatment to the letter and wait patiently for it to work, and in many cases not even a strictly regimented treatment can ever work. My diagnosis was not very encouraging, the doctors stated that it was statistically impossible for me to survive but here I am, living, or rather, surviving. Every morning when I wake up it could be my last day and the daily thought of that as soon as my eyes open is totally depressing. The only thing that keeps me sane and brings me back to reality is my deep and infinite passion for art

All I wanted was to live my life and do the things I loved. When one focused on living their best life, things would naturally work out for the better, too.

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.

Because I had learned the most important thing. The work and the life were not separate. The work was the life. And the life was worth every single cost that had been paid to build it. THE END ...or the beginning of what comes next.

We were going to make this work. Whatever it took. ---

For We, when in fit Are weak for them Do you see life’s struggle Life’s hope Life’s attire Do not consider Life as weak Life as ordinary No life can be ordinary, too ****** You have to live To secure living You have to grow Get that right Get that from your subconscious Who too survives Just due to your life What a Miracle is life You feel it true Even if you do not multiply Safeguard yourself too Your long life Is the change That will bring With itself New hopes New shines Your growth Grows next the world Standing with you Standing in front of you Miracle life Is always good Is always new Do not play with life Revise your thoughts Revise who you think Are you Or makes you Is not money It’s