Novel Joy Of Life Novels & Stories

I am famished. ••••• Joyce left the hospital to see her boss. She wants to ask for permission so she can stay with me at the hospital till I am discharged. I am alone in the ward, she left me with a novel to read. Since I needed something to kill my boredom, I decided to read it. I am not really a fan of reading novels, Joyce is the one who reads them a lot. She is addicted to it, I think she's going to write one day.

God knows from how many days. I kept crying with my baby in my arms. Is this my life. . . . Please like and comment. Thank you.

"Get your ass to work NOW! Find my Della." ..... It was a gorgeous day when Joy stepped off of the plane on the island. The sky was as blue as she had ever seen it before, and a gentle breeze blew the smell of the sea across her face. Joy stood at the open limo door on the tarmac and she took in a deep breath. She breathed in all of the fresh salt air that she could at one time, but it was no use. She still felt that heavy pain in the bottom of her heart. She sighed heavily and got into the car. She daydreamed as the door was shut behind her.

"Didn't you say your parents are farmers?" "They are!" Joy said, blinking innocently. "And you said you’re very poor?" Eden felt like slapping Joy into the blue sky above. This was poor? They could sell the Bloodgod Herb to any of the prominent families in Rielton and live comfortably for generations. "They usually farm vegetables and herbs and then sell them. We don't make much, so my family really is poor," Joy said sincerely. Eden was at a loss for words. She was about to burst into flames while listening to Joy speak so innocently.

Joy-I snapped her head as she was called and Janoir immediately regrets doing so. Their childhood was far from sweet and happy. They were raised separately, Joy-I in luxury and Janoir in the city. He pities her, however, doubts that she received much love from the family even with the years she stayed in the manor. Janoir grew as the unannounced child. The public didn’t know and have yet to completely come to a conclusion that Janoir is part of the Dellancy family.

Hyun Joo asked Yoo Na, “Is your life also tragedy like my Bo Ra?” Yoo Na said, “Nope, I led a happy life. But I didn’t enjoy it… there is difference between it.” Dong Jun said, “I don’t understand your words.” Yoo Na said, “Just don’t worry… leave that.” Dong Jun said, “I want to know about you more.” Yoo Na’s life, Her dad died when she was in her mother’s womb. Her mother grow her well even she is a single parent.

I closed my eyes, trembling as tears escaped and fell into the food. "Happy birthday, Eleanor Shaw," I whispered to myself. "Keep moving forward—onward forever. Even if no one loves you, there's still light at the end of the tunnel. As Jeffrey said, you have enjoyed over 20 wonderful years of wealth and privilege. You've had it good." Just like that, I repeated words of comfort to myself as I wiped away my tears. I moved all my belongings that I had sorted out over the past two weeks in the living room.

They don't know I have plans, lots and lots of plans. It's a different feeling when you have a new lease on life. It's as if the whole world has been opened up to you, or as they say, it's your oyster. Things I didn't pay much attention to before now have new meaning, and I've found a new joy in even the simplest of things, while some things have been harder to traverse.

Leonardo Pov Seeing my figlia (daughter) for the first time in mine and her life was the single best and saddest moment of my life. The moment I saw her I knew she was mine, my figlia I didn't need the DNA test I hadn't seen it anyway. She was so small and scared, curled up like an injured uncellino (baby bird) my heart broke for her and my rage boiled because of what fucker did to her. I wanted to approach her and hug her tight in my arms. I couldn't though because she was so scared even when I made a single step she flinched and watched my every move. I hated that she was so on guard but I understood and moved with caution.

"Don't remind me of the notebooks! I almost had a heart attack when I accidentally picked up Giovanna's black notebook. I'll never forget the title: 'Everything I need to know to drive the cutie crazy...' I can't even say the rest!" "Yeah, but it seems like the notebook worked!" She answered with a big laugh. "I love you, crazy cat! And I love our three children and what we've built!" "I love you, my crazy girl! With every beat of my heart!" I hugged her. We were each other's rock. My life was peace and presence, just as I knew hers was too. The war, the loneliness, the pain, the difficulties, everything was left behind, and the home we built together was proof that surviving was just the be