Story Of Your Life Novels & Stories

"Whoa, that is fucked up." "Now because of some fucking bitchasa, I have to start all over again." "Bitchasa?" He looked puzzled. "Yeah, Mufasa and bitch." "Mufasa? You watched The Lion King?" "Who didn't?" That movie is one of the best. "We must protect the pride lands to continue the circle of life, Rafiki," He puffed out his chest as I held in a chuckle. Then, the bell rang.

“I don’t want to use any overly flamboyant phrases. If you choose me, our lives will not be grand, but merely ordinary. This is why I’ll tell you my story as my declaration to you. “My life, to this point, has been very depressing. My father cheated on my mother when I was in high school, abandoned my mother and I, and left with another woman. My mother couldn’t handle it and chose to commit suicide, so I ended up becoming an orphan. I finished college thanks to my relatives’ sponsorship, and I fell in love with a girl in the same class as me. She was a delicate girl from the city. We loved each other, and we ended up getting married. Our marriage started off excellently. I was happy. Howeve

She introduced herself as Maya, a student at a local university researching our story for a class project. "Your story," she began, her eyes filled with an eager curiosity, "it's an inspiration. It's about defying expectations, about finding love in the most unexpected places." A smile spread across my face. Our story, once a source of scandal, had become a beacon of hope for a younger generation, a testament to the power of love and unexpected connections. Over the next hour, we shared stories of our journey, the challenges we had faced, and the unwavering commitment that had kept us going.

At least my secret wasn’t as humiliating for me. “Okay. I wrote a short story in high school, based on my life. It was about a girl who didn’t get along with her parents, and dreamed of having a completely different life. She got along really well with this couple who loved her like their own daughter, and she always wished that this couple could be her parents instead.” I looked at him, expecting him to laugh at me, or to tell me that that was a stupid idea for a story, but he looked like he was interested in what I was saying.

*Brief Introduction. *Book name: Dynamic Diary of Tee. *Author name: Omah Susan. *Dedication This book is dedicated to all my loyal fans so far who had in one way or the other encouraged me. *AL RIGHTS RESERVED ® No part of this book should be republished or uploaded in any other website nor app without the author's consent. Be warned. This story is partially a true life story as it is a book. Also, the names of the characters are randomly selected and is entirely out of the blues.

Luna's Pov I wake up every day dreading that I'm still breathing. A few times a day I find myself thinking"How am I still alive"? This a question I never find the answer to but maybe because... I'm a useless fool... A coward... A slut... A bitch... A dumb whore... At least that's what he tells me. As an eighteen-year-old girl, I am extremely underdeveloped physically and mentally. I can tell from looking at other girls in my neighborhood they all looked healthy while I was a bag of bones.

He brandished the book he was reading and said to Anna, "Look! Merpeople do exist! Sylvie is a mermaid. She was the one who rescued me from the ocean all those years ago…" "You've lost your mind, Connor." Anna snatched the book and tore out the page that spoke of merpeople before continuing, "Merpeople don't exist! You told me that yourself. You also promised that I'd be the only person you'd ever love. "Do you know that ever since the video of you and Sylvie went viral, I've become a laughingstock in Jewelton? Everyone is mocking me for being deluded and overestimating myself. They all say I'm just Sylvie's substitute!"

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.

You don't have to stoop to this. Evelyn felt like she had been punched in the gut. She thought back to the nights he had poured his pain into her arms, the days they had run from doctor to doctor searching for a cure, the moment when he had been wrongly told he would be blind for life. She still remembered the despair in his eyes. A man who had once stood above the rest was now utterly broken over a woman. Seven years. They shared seven years of struggles. Now, he dismissed it all as if it had never happened.

" That day, I told him everything that had happened with me and Horace. Not in our past lives, but in this one. What happened in our past lives was just a dream, after all, and it wasn't worth mentioning. Carl was so heartbroken that he teared up on the spot. "If only I met you earlier… I wouldn't have let you suffer so much…" Gathering my courage, I leaned close and pecked the corner of his lips. "Well, we have the rest of our lives, don't we? Work hard to make me happy, alright?" Overjoyed, he wrapped his arms tightly around me, his voice trembling with excitement. "Deal!"