My Life Is A Book Novels & Stories

"You have many enemies, there are many people after your life. There are many people who also wanted you dead just like i do but, i can't let them get you first. I am the reason why you are standing right here questioning me, i gave you life. The moment you started living again that was when you became mine." Please vote for this book.

There is no such thing as a circle of people or a lot of difference from grandma. After seven days, a parcel called Anushka arrived. Everyone is very surprised. She is very excited. This is the first time something has come through the post office in his name. Unwrapping, the book came out. Anushka read the name, 'Letters from a father to a brother.

I said. I walked in fully and placed the book on the table near them. Uncle James leaned forward slightly. Papa’s eyes stayed on me. “You wanted to know what the Gem of Life is,” I said. “It’s not a stone. Not a jewel. Not something you put in a crown.” Dada’s jaw tightened. “Then what is it?” “It’s a person.” Silence dropped heavy. Papa blinked. “Explain.” I opened the book and flipped to the marked pages.

It was a new chapter of my life. （THE END）

… At three in the morning, I was crumpled on the floor of the abandoned warehouse, my fingers bent and twisted into horrifying angles, when several of my men came rushing in with medical equipment. As the building went up in a blaze of flames behind me, I leaned back in my seat and called my contact. "Have the boat waiting at the harbor, and give me a new identity. I want the name Sebastian Chance to thoroughly disappear from this world."

The laptop screen went black at once. I abruptly leaped up from my chair as my heart pounded in my chest. I would never forget the sound of the circuit breaker being pulled. It was this exact crisp sound in my past life that ruined the million-dollar salary offer I'd worked so hard for 26 years of my life. I pushed the room door open and ran into the living room. In the pitch darkness, I saw Mom standing in front of the electrical box, illuminated by the streetlamp outside the window, a smug smile plastered on her face. She was even doing some calculations with her fingers.

It's not that I'm not used to hate, but because everyone believes anything they see on the internet, even if it's not the truth of the whole story. I sat down on the cold floor lifelessly. Staring at my screen. Is this the start of my downfall? Twelve years of my hard work… and this is what I get in return?

Beside it was a handwritten rendition of a line from a poem, written by the poet, Shamus Upshaw. "Through life's ups and downs, I walk ever on, unmoved by storms or fair weather." Over in a corner of the study stood a vase as tall as a person. In it were a few dried eucalyptus branches that added a unique sensibility to the place. A wooden bookcase was positioned flush against the western wall, and it was filled with thousands of threadbound volumes. After taking a seat on a wooden chair, Ambrose said, "My name is Ambrose Landon. I'm Serena's father."

She sat in the corner of her cell all day without sleep, murmuring to herself over and over that it was all her fault. "Zachary, I'm sorry… If there's a next life, I promise I'll make it up to you." Without thinking, I immediately responded, "That won't be necessary, Mom. I don't want to be your son in the next life." As if she could suddenly see me, Mom turned toward me and exclaimed, "Zachary, you came to visit me! I knew you couldn't bear to leave me." I was startled, but I tried speaking to her again.

"Her books was published It's all nice! I read the story of My Life is miserable, almost all of her stories, only the new book. I didn't read it because I didn't know that she have released a new story." "You're so noisy, Arche! Just turn off the TV and then just tell the whole story! Bro, be quiet there, is that a clear, trouble maker?" Jasper said to Arche and their companions laughed, except for Haru, who suddenly spoke. "The only difference between the two is that they are very simple. In this story of my life is miserable, Her life are without happiness, she would rather disappear from the world she live in. Because she will not experience of joy. She experiences sadness, pain, and fr