On Happiness Novels & Stories

Big, strong, probably late thirties, with dark hair slicked back and a neat blonde beard that makes his sharp blue eyes stand out even more. He’s holding out a small stack of twenty-dollar bills — five or six of them — fanned between his thick fingers. “C’mon baby,” he drawls, eyes still doing that slow, devouring sweep, “come make Daddy happy.” Come make Daddy happy? He slides a little lower in his seat, still gripping my wrist tightly, pulling me closer so I’m standing right between his spread thighs. His other hand rests on his lap, dangerously close to the growing bulge I can already see pressing against his suit pants.

Stella hung up the phone. Happiness? What was happiness? Some might say that happiness meant having everything that you wanted. Some might say that happiness would be to have family, affection, love, friendship, career, money, and status. In Stella's view, that was the perfection of an idealist. If having everything was happiness, then the vast majority of people wouldn't be happy. She didn't think that it was necessarily like that. She thought that happiness was a feeling similar to the sense of oneself.

They tasted like beer. “Are you drunk already?” He chuckled. “On half a beer? No.” “So, you’re just being overly charming, laying it on thick.” My eyes narrowed. “What are you up to?” He quirked his brow at me. “What I am up to is cloud-fucking-nine, because I haven’t felt this good or been this happy in years. If I seem drunk, it’s because I’m drunk on happiness and…giddiness. I’m giddy.”

Some end up finding the happiness they desire. While others fail to... Such happiness becomes short lived. As true happiness can't be found in people or things... Happiness attached to people or things will eventually fade away in time... But true happiness which comes from within will never. As humans, we can choose to be happy no matter the situation we are facing... Happiness can come as a result of chasing our dreams. It can come as a result of doing something we like... It also comes as a result of accepting ourselves for who we truly are and not who people think we are...

Grace “ How happy? ” Tristin asks as we both stare at the moon’s reflection in the lake. My loose, wavy hair sways with the cold breeze, and my heart swells with peace. “ I don’t know. I just know…I can feel the happiness deep in my heart, and it’s not a kind of happiness that’s fleeting. It’s a kind that will settle into my bones and become a part of me. Whenever I remember these moments, I will always smile, Tristin. ” I whisper, my eyes beginning to burn with the intensity of emotions.

“Thank GOD! For a second I thought I was going to have to report a crime to the Alpha, ‘Hello Ethan? Yes, urgent emergency, this girl has lived a tragic pizza-less existence.’” Vanessa’s mouth twitched harder. Encouraging. I nodded thoughtfully. “Okay, so you’ve had pizza. Good. That means you still have a chance at happiness.” She blinked. “…What?” “Yes, Vanessa, a chance at happiness! Look, I’ve done an extensive research, by which I mean I’ve watched a lot of movies and the happiest people always love pizza. It’s statistically proven in my imagination.” Her lip curled upward, not a full smile yet. But more than before.

And he'll allow the average brains live longer. The good ones die quick, she said to herself. Dr montoya swallowed a lump"let's go on with the questioniare. " "Yes, I'm numb every day. Happiness is something like an event. I don't know how else people can assume to be happy every day like its a natural state. "He said. "Doesn't come often? " His gaze seemed to say:here she goes keeping the voice gentle, when she feels nothing but disgust. "Not with any one? "She prided when he'd remained silent. "Friends? "

He would have said more but I immediately cut it off with a question that made him stop. A sad smile crept on my lips. "If ever I die, will I be happy too?"

“Just like they’ve made us happy.” Nate frowned immediately. “How did you come to the conclusion that it’s a person, huh?” Lisa turned to him slowly, unimpressed at his slow pace of picking things. “Then what else would it be?” Nate gestured vaguely toward the conference room door. “Maybe he finally closed a deal. Maybe he beat a competitor. Maybe the stock market is smiling. There are many non-romantic reasons for happiness, Lisa.” Lisa gave him a long frightening look. “Right…” she drew slowly. “Says the twenty-seven-year-old depressed man.” Lisa said, making Nate laugh so hard. Yes she had just joined a few weeks ago but she and Nate had become so close almost like twins.

Shivli was constantly staring at Bunny's face like she was searching the trash of pain but she found nothing. Bunny turned his face to her with a gentle smile and added ," Hope my Dad will understand this truth after our last meeting. By the way, happiness and sadness are all created by humans' hearts. There is no such thing like happiness and sadness. Soon Vihaan would pass through it and also get success. " Bunny efficiently diverted the flow from their parents past life to Vihaan again.