Take Control Of Your Life Novels & Stories

I'd flinched, not really liking how it had made me sound that I was so delicate because I was a human. And that's what had pushed me into getting familiar with my kelpie and seeing what it could do. I didn't just control one, but as many that could form from the body of water that it was rising from. Plus, it kept me busy and away from the disaster of what was going on around me. More than once, I had considered cutting off the engagement with Quill. He wouldn't have to deal with Mason, and I could deal with him alone. But every time I talked myself into doing it, I also talked myself out of doing it.

Finally, she set the spoon aside and came closer. “You’ve done what you came here to do,” she said, voice clipped. “But don’t fool yourself into thinking you’ve mastered anything, control is not won in a week or a month or even a year. It is fought for, every breath you take.” I swallowed, my throat tight. “I know.”

I pressed my hands against his chest, not to push him away, but because I needed something solid to hold onto while the world spun out of control. “What if I lose her,” I whispered in the dark. “You won’t,” he said. “Stop saying that,” I snapped, my frustration finally cracking. “Stop promising things you can’t control It’s driving me insane!” He caught my wrists, his grip firm and grounding. “Then listen to what I can control,” he growled, forcing me to look at him. His voice dropped lower. “Then listen to what I can control.” I looked up at him. “I can control how I show up,” he said firmly. “I can control how careful I am. I can control how disciplined the club stays. I can control not gi

Arken was reportedly involved in a long-term relationship with a local entrepreneur—’ Her fingers trembled. “They’re going to twist it,” she said. “They already are,” Leonard replied. “That’s rule eight.” She looked up sharply. “There’s more?” “Always,” Leonard said. “Rule eight: control the narrative before it controls you.” “And how do I do that?” Aruna asked. Leonard took the tablet back. “By appearing.” She frowned. “Appearing where?” “Everywhere,” Leonard said. “Interviews. Charity events. Social functions.”

Partly because some things belong to the people who lived them. What I will say is this: he was steady where I was controlled, and the difference between those two things turned out to matter more than I’d known it could. Control is a choice you renew constantly. It is a discipline and a distance held simultaneously, and I had been good at it for so long that I had stopped noticing the effort it took. I noticed when I stopped. The relief of it was something I hadn’t anticipated.

I continued and it seemed like I finally had her attention. “What happened today, and what has been happening isn’t exactly something that you could have controlled,” I admitted to her softly, it took me years to accept that fact too, I spent my entire life blaming myself for basic things like the sun not shining or the wind not blowing right. “Focus on the things you can control. And don’t blame yourself for the things you can’t, it will make a difference.” I told her and stood up. I sighed the second time and was about to leave when I felt someone tug on my hand.

I saw her take a pause in which she took an extremely deep breath as if she was losing it with every sigh, her body was exhausted with so much suffering and it was obvious. "Stop paying attention to those who are only using you, you came to this world to be happy not to be controlled by anyone, not even by those who gave you life, take control of your life and create your own path and by the way meet Ava again, don't be silly don't lose her for the second time because looking at you well I know perfectly that your heart couldn't stand to say goodbye to her. " His words were constantly repeated in my head over and over again, because all this made extremely sen

The middle sect master stood up and announced the start of the sixth preliminaries, then began to speak and said " Change what you can change, and leave the rest time is short . It is one of the other facts that you cannot escape from. It is a given. If the time is short then you should not waste it; You shouldn't waste a second of it. I have noticed that the most successful people in this life are the ones who get the most fulfillment and energy from life. They achieve this by applying this simple rule, they pay attention to everything they have control over in their lives, and they give up economically (meaning they don't waste their time) on the rest. If someone asks you for help directly

Over the years, William had turned down every woman who tried to throw herself at him because of his love for me, and none of them got a happy ending. Bankruptcy was the gentlest fate. Some of them had been left with gambling debts in the billions, forced into ruin to pay them off. It was his way of making sure no one ever dared to cross the line again. The air grew icier by the second. No one dared to speak. Panic flashed across Rebecca's eyes. She turned to Selena for help, only to be slapped hard across the face. The sharp crack that echoed through the hall sounded like Selena's desperate attempt to distance herself from Rebecca.

“I just don’t want you to get hurt. I don’t want you to be dragged into this chaos. I know it’s overwhelming.” “But I can handle it,” I said, shaking my head. “I can handle this. I just need to—” My voice faltered, and I took a breath, trying to find the right words. “I need to be in control of how this looks. I need to be in control of my own life.”