Motivational Short Stories Novels & Stories

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, he asked bitterly, " The journey won't be interesting if there's no story to tell, Daniel, we just need to keep pushing forward, the ones up there don't want to come down, the ones below are striving to go up, but there's no position that doesn't entail a lesson if not more, let's just keep pushing forward, I believe we'll get what we want soon " " Stop motivating me Stella, I'm just called a nobody, I worked so hard and I was still called a nobody, this life is so unfair", "Whoever said it's fair?", she said and laughed, " some seem to be doing very great while others are striving, but we become a loser when we quit Daniel, it's called a failure when you quit ", she said to him and was ab

Jasper sneered. “I did it out of the pressure placed on me. Numerous times I was close to dying, but I would always wake up and tell myself I really have to survive this place to get victorious. And I'm thankful that all my words of motivation weren't wasted at all; I'm really proud of myself. And also grateful to you all for helping me win, thank you so much.” I smiled.

- *What is your inspiration in writing this story Er, well, I’ve already wrote a wall of text about it above. But if it’s about what still drives me to continue writing the story (despite the dismal views), it’s the encouragement from my friends, and also my stubbornness to not let Ley’s story die without his legend being created. * Alright, so that’s it for today. Anyway, I’m really sleep, and I think my whole post is just getting crazier and messier. Thank you so much for reading this story. I would appreciate it I can receive some encouraging comments or just any kind of comments for this story.

A Bumpy Ride Alexia’s POV “Fuuuuck… Ahhh!” The words tore out of my throat before I could stop them. The vibrator buzzed wildly inside me, pressed right against that sweet spot that made my toes curl and my vision blur. Hot water from the shower cascaded down my body, mixing with the slick mess dripping down my thighs. This was my third orgasm in twenty minutes, and my legs were shaking so badly I had to brace one hand against the tiled wall just to stay upright.

And maybe in the end I'll succeed. The ideas have never stopped flowing, and amidst the difficulties, I've gathered them together to tell even more stories. I have a notebook full of ideas, story segments just waiting for the right piece to fit into. I've conceived many new universes. I have a love story planned that I hope will make your heart skip a beat, between two young people wounded by the world. A horror story that I hope will take your breath away, with its demons. A fantasy that I hope will transport you to a world of mysterious creatures and strange rites.

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Maria was happy because she could still save on the fare. "How are you? Did you get an entry in the contest?" Maria asks here. "I can't focus. I don't know if I'm going to do a real life story, romance or prose poetry." The man said while looking down the aisle. "You should set a goal, for example this week you should observe or think about where you can excel better." the woman said. "I want to do that but I'm not inspired." The man replied. "

As the boy charged forward at the monster with every fiber and pain he felt in that moment from his very being. He was beginning to wonder: How does one save their own soul while saving everyone they know? How does someone save ‘one’ soul? After Naraja thought of that foolish thought he gritted his teeth even harder while charging at the monster.

Yeah, the last few weeks haven't been too kind to me. There were a few good things that happened and like “motivation gurus” always say in such an intense manner, “concentrate on the positives”. While I was never a fan of these kinds of motivation write-ups, videos or even self-help books, I agreed with that. It never hurts to count your blessings. It never hurts to appreciate all the good things that have happened or are happening to you.