Seeking Happiness Novels & Stories

The house was not big, but she could live alone. There were ticking sounds of water outside. She was sitting in front of the floating window and reading a book called "What is happiness"? There was one sentence that she had read countless times. What is happiness? Happiness was a ray of sunshine in winter, giving people a warm feeling. Bliss was a cup of ice tea in summer, giving people a comfortable feeling. When you were easy to satisfy, a ray of sunlight and a cup of water would make you happy. She had a lot of reasons to think about it. If she wanted too much, she would lose her sense of happiness because she didn't know what she should do.

Then she remembered what Danrick told her before he left her in the airport. "We pray God for miracles. We pray to God for our happiness. But sometimes, we have to make the miracle happen. We have to do something for our happiness. We can't always rely on others. We have to take matters into our own hands. If you want to achieve that happiness, do something about it. Don’t just sit in a corner praying for it to happen. Do something to make it happen. Always rememeber happiness is a choice. And if Adam is your happiness, then go for it. Make yourself happy. You can do it, babe. For your child… and for yourself."

"But sometimes, the only way to find true happiness is by taking that leap of faith and giving yourself a chance. "I know you love him... But do you ever love yourself?" He said this, looking at me. "You did everything for him; you sacrificed your life and your dreams without even asking for anything in return. I’m sorry to say this, but Sarah, you’re selfish." Selfish. Those words echoed in my mind, causing a pang of confusion and hurt. Sam's words hit me like a punch to the gut, forcing me to confront a truth I had been avoiding. Was I being selfish by putting someone else's happiness before my own? It was a difficult question to grapple with, but deep down, I knew that finding true happin

I have tried… With Thorne, with Uriel, with my father, with Evangeline… but none of these relationships of mine seems to work out, I was constantly reminded of why I should never seek my own happiness, and why I didn’t deserve it. “Happiness is nothing but a myth, and I know you don’t believe in it, so why are you trying to preach it to me?” I snapped back at him, for some reason I wanted him to go back to the selfish Theron who didn’t care about anything or anyone, at least he wasn’t in my business. “And if happiness does exist then this is happiness.” I pointed back to the single fish, swimming around in its tank. “You can’t hurt anyone if you are alone.” I continued. “The fish doesn’t hav

“Yes, but each and every one of them would want you to be happy. Make the choice to be happy, my love.” “How? How do I do that?” Declan kissed her temple. “You wake up every night, and tell yourself, ‘tonight I’m going to be happy,’ and you do it – you seek out all the small moments of joy life has to offer. A song, a stolen kiss--” he turned her face towards him with his index finger, and fluttered his lips over hers --“and slowly, but surely, all this pain you’re feeling now will pass.” “Okay,” she said. “I’ll try.”

He whispered softly in her ears. Crystal's eyes got rounded in surprise. He remembered her birthday! She parted her lips. "You..." "Stupid. How can I forget this day? So what you want from me today?" Rayan smiled heartily. Crystal kept quiet for some time. Will he give me anything that I want? She gripped onto his shirt tightly. People say we have to fight to get happiness. I'm the type of woman who always becomes nervous when she is too happy. To that woman, happiness is like a child's game of blow bubbles. The moment she touches the bubbles that float her way carrying the light of rainbow around her, they burst. In front of happiness, that woman gives up before the hand even offered.

Caspian's POV I'm a happy man. For the first time in forty-three years, I feel like I’m actually living. Desiree has made me realize that I've been unhappy all my life. I thought contentment was something I could buy, something I could control with power, money, and influence. But it turns out, happiness is more elusive than any of that—it’s found in the most unexpected places, like in the fire of a woman who challenges me at every turn.

"I do cause this matters too more. You no more care like you once did! These past months, whenever I try to let you recall our wonderful moments - the old times. All you bring up is your spa. " "One thing I've always prayed for while I grew up is to have an husband who would be glad to see me attain great heights I've always hovered. I ought to have prayed for my children to, instead! " "I just need you, this moment. Our trips, our discussions are now down the lane yet you choose to be blind to all my disturbances and worries!" "Dear Lord! Now, my child calls me blind. I own a spa and it takes much effort to oversee one! "

City lights below. "Timi asked if we're happy." "Are you?" "I thought so. Now I don't know." Ethan was quiet. Then: "When I was waiting for Maya, I asked myself that a lot. Am I happy? Or am I just surviving?" "And?" "And I realized happiness isn't a destination. It's a choice. Every day." "That's deep." "I've had practice." Jake thought about it. "I love her." "I know." "I want to marry her."

Yet here I am, drawing circles on her lower back as she drifts in and out of consciousness. Me, though, I'm wide awake. Sated, but awake. And I can't stop thinking about what Mari said earlier about being content. People always talk about chasing their happiness, but what if that's the root of most relationship problems? What if that's been part of my problem? What if there is so much pressure to be happy, when happiness isn't something you can be every minute of every day anyway? What if being content, with lots of sprinkles of happiness, as Mari describes it, is actually a healthier, more realistic goal?