Motivation Manifesto Novels & Stories

The modeling industry and the business industry. This time, I won't be defeated by someone I despise for a very long time. Someone called... Bryce Tryst. I will be the best version of myself. I'm manifesting it with every fiber of my whole being.

I told Honey on the bed: “I want to tell you, Honey, who I am. Will you listen? I know you will! But why do I ask? Is to ask a doubt? Will I not be convinced about your emotions for me? Let me speak to you with rhythm. That’s me! I have written what I want to tell you, and I will speak loud, clear, and bold. Thank you once again for being a listener to me.” “An attempt to disguise, distribute, design, define, then re-design. Why am I counted as incapable? Without being given a chance to try? With my every limit in place, can I still not succeed as succeeds someone in the human race? What a praise is that which is achieved in things known. I want to travel afar. Let me be on board. Let me see

"So if you're right, then I'll have the money to be able to do whatever I want, but I won't be able to do whatever I want?" "That's about right," Jasmine nodded. "Whereas yesterday I could do whatever I wanted, but didn't have the money to do whatever I wanted," He stated. "More or less." "So what's the point in being rich?" "Different people want to do different things, have different motivations," Jasmine explained. "As soon as you figure out what you want to do with your life then you'll have goals you can strive towards. For now, just take each day at a time and try not to go crazy."

"If you try to track me down with that, you'll find yourself on a world tour. You're an interesting one, Miles." "*Snap!" "The reason to why is nothing but trivial. A man motivated by money can be more dedicated than a man driven by his family." -Author's shower thoughts.

It was fifteen minutes to 7 pm. Some of the motivational messages of Sir justice Maclean began to play. “I am proud to serve you and I am proud to die for you. If the people of Indo continent are not ready to develop our own nation, then who would do it for us." That was the voice of my father.

My second name should be called procrastination. I really need those points, without them I would never manage to get into a good university, I would be trapped in this little town all my life. The thought sent a thrill of motivation and the reality of everything through me, I wonder for how long it would last, but either way I'll get started on it once I get back.

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“But he sounded… normal. Calm. Professional. He said he’d brief me on the content we’ll be working on soon. So I'm waiting.” Saying it out loud made it feel real. That familiar spark—the one I got when work finally clicked—lit up inside me. “That’s huge,” Ethan said. “At this rate, you’ll end the year buying that dream car you’re always talking about. Sorry, our dream car, what's yours is mine.” He snapped his finger, rolling his eyes like a baddie. I smirked. “Manifesting.” “And,” I continued, my tone shifting as I cleared my throat, “I heard Co-Build Enterprise is launching a new project in two months. I think it’d be smart if we—”

‍ He rem​emb⁠ered. The‍ anger there was a live wire. “So we use⁠ everything w​e have. W‍e‌ use m‍y mo​n‌ey. We us⁠e my people. We‌ use e⁠very l‌ast bit of leverage⁠ I’ve spent thirty yea‍rs building.‍ We end them.” It wasn’t a motiva⁠tio⁠nal speech.⁠ It was a promise. A brutal, simple promise from a‌ m⁠a‍n who was used to getti​ng wha⁠t he wanted.