Romans & histoires Real Story Of Life

But, people often forget or they just avoid it, they are scared to accept the fact. Undeniably, I am an old man, who is living his life carelessly, drinking the whole day and telling you the tales of the world where I didn't live but witnessed what people and what their stories existed there. The more you go with the words, the more you see it is complex, typical to understand as it's not just about one person, one group, or one nation… No, it's more than just one world also. Everything is magic in the Ard, but from where it flows?

I was going to expose Kelly's fake suicide attempt. Conrad had always been firm in his belief that Kelly's love for him was pure and flawless. In the past life, Kelly had tricked him into returning to the country, and afterward, he simply sighed. "Kelly just cares too much about me." But in this life, no one was there to clean up his mess. I wonder if he would still say such a thing now. Horace had already planted some people in Conrad's company, setting a little trap to make Kelly slip up.

I took a plate and served myself food, chomping on the cooked vegetables before I had made it to the table. I wasn't alone, the others who had sat to join talking, and spreading information about. Some talk was boring, like how they were going to see what crops they could grow on the land that Mason once owned. Others was more of gossip; how the Unseelie King had made an appearance somewhere in the south of Ovylian. The news made me feel on edge, and I took small bites of my food, Quill patting my head. "It's okay. None of it is real." he assured me, and I looked at him, wanting to believe him.

Anthony had come back to life too. He confessed, "In our previous life, I didn't marry you, it was Holly. Your parents claimed she was my savior, but I just couldn't warm up to her. That's why, when the time came to move on, I asked to be sent to the coldest, most remote outpost, hoping to get away from her. Sure enough, she couldn't stand the bleakness of the frontier and hightailed it back to Riverton in no time.

I mean, who wants to read a story about an introvert finally achieving her dream to escape reality and have something magical to her life? Wow, that sounds adventurous. How awesome is that to finally escape reality? I’d probably read it. Of course, I’ll read it! I want to live in my imaginations and I can relate to the main character! If that’s the case, then I’ll make my story count! I just hope that the drastic change won’t come sooner. I have to build that rising action. Train like the karate kid or some shit just to look badass. Ok. That’s decided then.

Etta asked, fearful of what she might hear next. "No. My aunt and uncle on my fathers side live with another pack across country and my mothers brother was also killed during the rebellion. Once Beta James became Alpha he took me in. He was my fathers most trusted advisor and friend, I had no reason to doubt that he would care for me." Annalise closed her eyes as she thought back to her childhood.

I feel for a few short seconds like a normal person with a normal life. For as long as I can remember it has always been mom and me. Dad abandoned us when they discovered my illness, he ran away like a coward, I guess he felt too much pressure to stay with us and be of great support and made the best decision for his convenience, he thought only of himself, he decided from his selfishness and did not care about leaving us to our fate, so if he ever wants to contact mom or me I will not even want to listen to him. I have nothing to talk to that man about.

“But isn’t it crazy that our lives could fit into one book?” I looked at him with a profound smile. “Oh my God! That has to be the most accurate thing I’ve heard today. Everything we’ve experienced, all in one book. The good, the bad, and the ugly. Now I feel so inadequate. What qualifies me to even tell the story of both our lives?” Jared only smiled wider. “To the bold belongs the fortune.” I looked at him with a curious smile. “Where did that come from?”

That deception had consequences—a pregnancy, a scandal, a complicated journey to love. But it also brought me Noah. Emma. Grace. And soon, Hope. It brought me a career I loved, a family I'd built, a life I'd fought for. The irony wasn't lost on me: the biggest lie I'd ever told led to the most honest life I'd ever lived. I'd learned that family isn't the one you're born into—it's the one you choose and build and fight for every single day. That love isn't perfect—it's messy and hard and worth every struggle.

I should've just kept my mouth shut. "She said you turned into a stressed raccoon when he showed up," she giggled. "So... you two got a history? You never mentioned that to us." "It's called personal life. And a private story," I sighed. Something literally no one knows. A laughable story no one would believe because why would they? I'm a mere commoner. Nothing special. Just breathing and existing. And that’s just it. While Johnny... well, he's somewhere out of reach now.