Motivational Stories Books Novels & Stories

When she was done, she announced it. “Great.” said Gabe. “Now read it to me.” “Yes, master.” “Don't say that.” “Why?” Then realization hit her. “Is it because of your preferences?” She twisted her face in a smile. “Master.” Gabe heaved a heavy breath. “Jaz, read or so help me God…” “Oh, yeah?” “Please read.” She cleared her throat and began. “I learnt that I should always let my wants be known.” “Yes.”, said Gabe. “Always be vocal, and if he won't listen, kick him out of the bed.”

“I just wanted to know if you're okay, yesterday you were a bit... “Don't worry, I'm brand new. “I smiled and looked at his hands, trying to read the title of the book, but the veins outlined in his hands took my focus away, making me think about what those hands were capable of doing. “I brought you these books... “Jackson showed them to me, then handed them to me. ““Fate” and “dog on board” “I murmured, looking at the titles and names of the authors. “Destiny is by the author Rivers Mandson, it is a book that helped me a lot at times, it involves connection, the law of attraction” Jackson explained, making it clear that he understood that yesterday I went through a terrible situation and n

He posed many photos with poor people etc. Something is urging me to know about him more. Then, I rolled down and stopped at his passion. Apart from social service, he wrote many inspirational stories to inspire people. He likes to drive car and painting. Inspirational Stories!! Great. There were list of story links. I just opened the first link and read it. It was really an amazing story that inspire girls to achieve their goal. He portrayed girls in very good form. Writing has the capability to bring once inner nature out. His writings inspired me too. I copied the story links to read later. My thoughts were running here and there to know about him further about his personal info.

Amazed at the way it sold, I had to come up with other interesting titles that would shake the market. When I began writing, I started with fables and articles and the zeal and support from my parents made me more conversant. I wrote my first fable 'the lion's tribe and other stories ' and my father supported me by publishing it both as an e-book and and paperback and it was sold in many book stores. My mother told me that I could be one of those great authors that would change the world someday with my pen and that has motivated me even when I try to give up.

"You know, one of the reasons why I love working here so much is that I get to see the customers smile. Some of them come here feeling all kinds of negative emotions, but after drinking a cup of coffee and talking with other people, they're back to smiling like nothing ever happened. It makes me happy knowing that they're happy because of the environment here, and that applies to you too. Smiling suits you more, so you can just talk about what's troubling you. I won't listen if you don't want to. You can just pretend I'm a wall." "What's with that?" I asked as I chuckled. I can't say I wasn't tempted by what he said. I agree that telling somebody might make me feel less worried, but is it re

“I honestly don’t have the patience for that and I want to write stories that would leave an impact on people. I want to write love stories for people who think they are at the edge and that there’s no way out for them. I want to tell everyone that love exists and how it can change a person’s life, if it’s the right person.” “Inspirational and romantic.” He grinned, taking my hand in his. “I like the idea.” “Maybe I can throw in a few fiction stories in the mix?” I teased. “Werewolves and vampires and an epic battle to win the girl of their dreams?” There were countless possibilities in front of me now and I wasn’t shying away from those possibilities any longer. I wanted to do so much in my

* She thought with a smile as she walked across the room. Because of her regular visit to his office during the first week of work, she felt familiar enough to walk around and not feel nervous. Her encounters with him also made her feel settled. "Even though he acts like someone who has bipolar disorder sometimes, he is still kind." She found herself saying out loud as she opened a book which she found interesting from his shelf. The title of the book was "Think And Grow Rich" by Napoleon Hill. She was so fascinated in the last page of the book and the thoughts swirling in her head that she wasn't aware of her surroundings anymore.