On Purpose Book Novels & Stories

Taylor “Sure,” Julian replied with reluctance. “I’ll go ahead and pay the bill and have them bring the car around.” I gave him a smile and watched as he sulked away. “How can I put this…Izza has a lot of layers, like an onion, maybe even a double or triple onion. However, once you get through all those layers, you find this really amazing and wonderful, loyal to no end, go through hell and back for you, give you the world kind of guy. And getting through those layers takes for-freaking-ever, but you, you came out of nowhere and it was instant, he was automatically open to you.”

“Then I remember when I was 6, I wanted a lot of things. I wanted to learn how to do ballet, so my father took me to a ballet class. Same year, I wanted to play the violin. A day later a personal violin tutor went to visit me. At the age of seven, I wanted to learn how to play the piano. My father enrolled me in a piano class taught by one of the greatest teachers from Julliard. I realized that when a person wants something and has potential to do it, anything is possible. That was the reason why my father went through all that trouble. He wanted me to know myself, by doing what I want, what I desire. But whenever I fell, he's still there to pick me up. The only difference is, as an adult, t

Quickly my guys shifted and jumped into action. I got into the front passenger seat of the car I always ride in. My beta, John, got into the drivers seat, and two others got in the back. I think they were relatively new to our pack. If that's what you want to call us. We don't have pack territory. Fuck that. We like to roam free wherever the hell we want. I used to have my own pack territory before that asshole Osirus challenged me and took my real pack. He apparently had heard I was cruel and reigned without mercy. Mercy was for the weak. After I lost that stupid challenge, instead of killing me like a real alpha should have, he let me go with banishment. My mate and daughter were still un

All the disappointment built up over the years had already made me let go of everything. As soon as I got off the train, I went straight to the hospital. Steve's hospital room was filled with his former students. Some of them were elites in their fields, while others had chosen to stay and build up the village. As I sat beside the bed, Steve smiled warmly, saying in a gentle voice, "Kate, you're here. I saw the news about your research center in the papers. That's wonderful. "The greatest pride of my life is having taught students like you. Only with all of you would our country have hope and grow stronger. We don't have to live in fear of anyone."

I know exactly what I'm going to do I just need to run it pass Zeus, the Alpha, and Luna. VENUS P.O.V........ He just stood there lost in thought and confusion as I walked away. A little part of me felt awful. But after hearing what the moon goddess said I knew it was the right thing. Who and what I am. Those words kept repeating in my brain over and over again. Not because I'm surprised but because I knew there was more to me. I have always felt like I was ment to do something of a higher purpose. That was the reason I was traveling for a year. I knew my journey and answers would start in Greece. From there I had no idea. I somehow knew I would be led in the direction I needed. It was as i

Chloe asked as she and Harold walked out of the classroom. She was a great talker and listener, very confident, too, and… cool. Harold could sense those qualities and he appreciated them greatly although didn't commend her verbally. “I don't know,” Harold said. “What do you mean you don't know?” “I've never lived another life but this and since I don't know what it is like not being the pup of an alpha, I don't know what it is like being one,” he explained. “It is like asking you what it is like being… pretty.”

(Al Quran 5:16) EXPLANATION OF TITLE: Vocation, maybe defined as, "A summon or strong inclination to a particular state or course of action, especially: a divine call to the religious life." OR "An entry into the priesthood or a religious order." (Merriam Webster) This book, primarily deals with the life of Aasiya, who fights through various struggles of life, in hopes to find peace and happiness. Whether she does or not, is for you to find out, InshaAllah. Lastly, I humbly pray to Allah SWT to grant His barakah and rehmah to this book and may everyone who read this book find hidayah. Thereby, gaining Allah's pleasure and acquiring success of both this world and the hereafter, InshaAllah.

Charles Thankfully there was a back door which I used in getting into the grocery store. I noiselessly tiptoed my way in, and stood at the side of where two book shelves were facing eachother. I knew it was a darn risky thing for me to do, because I was unarmed. But Lolita and her baby needed protecting. They were innocent. I took a hard dry gulp, calculating the next move I would make. Because these men were with guns. One bullet to my brain, and I was gone for good. I would loose every freaking I ever had, including my daughter and mother.

Opening the cover I read... You've been lacking strength and control in your past life. Now you are presented with a choice, be daring enough to enter a world where your, entire existence will be questioned or choose to remain in your world and carry on living in a constant cycle of regret. The choice is yours so choose wisely. If you choose to enter our world you will be given a better version of yourself and will be given various opportunities throughout the book to learn from past mistakes and learn how to become stronger, braver, and bolder than you've ever been. Have no fear, for you will not enter this world without gifts, but bear in mind magic comes at a price and if you are found la

"What is the third hour." "The point where they stop offering him belonging and start offering him purpose. Belonging is easy to walk away from. Purpose is not." Priscilla looked at her steadily. "A child who has spent his whole life being told what his father made him into, being handed purpose for the first time, real purpose, the kind that makes a person feel necessary instead of inherited, that is the most dangerous gift anyone can give a lonely brilliant boy. It rewires the want underneath the want."