Pursuit Of Happiness Novel Novels & Stories

My happiness perks my steps up a bit as I move with more vigor toward the noises, praying that maybe for once in my life something good might happen. Like finding a little old woman who wants to clothe me and feed me a home-cooked meal. Maybe offer me a shit ton of money and a brand new car? It’s far from likely, but a girl’s got to dream about something. Especially considering all dreams of naked men in the woods have now officially been ruined.

I laid there with my eyes closed as all the memories flooded back. It was like seeing my life flash before my eyes. I did not need air anymore, but I felt the need to take a breath. It was a lot to take in. I had a life with Anthony. I was happy. I had friends. I was loved. What more could I have asked for? But I did ask for more… for a life with him. My want had made a dent in our relationship. I was barely around Anthony these past two years. All because I asked too much of him. Then when he grants my wish, after I promised nothing would change how I feel… I deny him. I turned away… all because he loved me enough to tell the truth.

We held something special more than love, a highly platonic affection and adoration towards each other but never dared to confess, not even a single time. Two from our gang were already a couple in love, Pooja and Prathap. They were about to get married in a month and in order to celebrate the couple we planned for a party at a roof top restaurant. Madhina another interesting character in our gang was always fond of Advik. She tried all possible techniques to make him fall into her trap, nevertheless he always tried to ignore her since he wasn’t much into her. Abiding to a certain circumstance where she threatened him that she might commit suicide if he wouldn’t accept her love, Advik said Y

Together, we would start a new chapter filled with hope and possibilities. As I turned off the lights and closed the door, I felt relieved. The weight of the past was lifting, and I knew better days were coming. I believed that we were starting something new. As we left the hospital, holding hands, I felt excited for the future. After my son peacefully drifted off to sleep, I made a heartfelt promise to myself. I vowed to provide him with a life brimming with joy and happiness, surpassing what a conventional family could offer. I came to understand that happiness isn't reliant on completeness, but rather on finding assurance and contentment within ourselves.

I just could continue living in fear and constant resentment. I took the map and headed back to my bed. It was the only hope of happiness. The map was my only hope of freedom and freedom from all this pain was my true happiness.

Kate wanted children, she really wished for a child and time seemed right to have a child since they both are well settled in their career and having a pretty decent and happy life. Things change, love change and priorities change when people change. The once happy couple were finding it hard to find happiness in their life with both being busy in their respective lives. What will happen next when they don't want, what they once wished for? Will their love be enough for them to stay loyal to their relationship or will they find solace in this forbidden pursuit....

He kept promising to put me through hell over time in a menacing tone. For so many years, I was neglected and treated like I was invisible. In the end, I jumped into the sea in a state of mental confusion and died. The absurd thing was that while I lingered in the mortal world during my final moments, I saw Sarah returning to the country in a flashy manner. She reunited with Emil. She didn't die and had been living well. She became an internationally renowned designer. Sarah and Emil's deep and belated love received everyone's blessings, and I was the only fool from the beginning.

For the first time that night, he took off his earbud, smiling as he ruffled my hair. "Aleah, thanks for being so understanding. Things are different now. A marriage certificate doesn't mean much. We should stand our ground, not give in just because your grandpa wants us to get married. Besides, aren't we happy like this?" Layne's voice was gentle, but it cut through me like a blade. Two years ago, Ruby's parents were abducted and killed after saving the Harper family. Since then, she'd developed severe separation anxiety. That was when she quietly started becoming a constant presence in our lives.

Author's Note: I hope you enjoy my latest novel. This is a story of love and betrayal. I warn you now, it doesn't contain explicit sex scenes. My spelling is NZ spelling, so you will find words spelt differently (s instead of z, u in words like colour). 🌿 Layla's Point of View Happiness, I thought, was what stayed when the noise left. Not fireworks, but settling. Not applause, but the hum that follows when the dishes are done. The kind of quiet that keeps a house stitched together.

At the life we had fought so hard to create. This was happiness. Not perfect. Not without scars. But real and hard-won and ours. And I intended to keep it that way. THE END