The Focused Life Book Novels & Stories

But how dare he create a journal when she's not the subject of all his novels. The contents of the journal are surely bothering her. The uneasy feeling of opening the first page of a book that contains secrets to one's life is nerve-wracking. Like unfolding the mysteries of an ancient civilization. 'To the stranger who saved me from drowning in love, Shanta.' Kachina winces at the acknowledgement section. She turns to the next page and finally comes across a chapter where she sees a familiar name that made her jump in joy and curl in sadness. 'Kachina... Kachina left me.'

“Now then, I’ll be going back now, I’ll be seeing you more from now on.” Bathala suddenly vanished and leaving Cillian alone with a flustered face, he now just realizes the amount of fun he’ll be experiencing from now on. “I didn’t know that from having to go on a trip back to our old house that I’ll be able to have a special encounter that will forever change my life. I’ll start exploring and enjoy this new chapter of my life to the fullest!” Chapter one ends~ to be continued

The book is called The Brief for the Second Life: How Real Things Move Between People. The title arrived in August, on the morning she realized that the book had been circling its own subject for three years and had finally reached it: not the practice as a methodology but the practice as a way of being, transmitted not through teaching but through the specific quality of attention that passes between people who are paying attention to the same things at the same time. The book is in four parts.

It is a goal worth dedicating my life to, and it has proven successful for me How can my strange upbringing help me focus on what I have dedicated my life to? Good ; My upbringing and my decision to make it enrich my life and motivate me rather than affect me negatively; It made me fully realize that many people also need to put all the bumps in their lives that they see as having a negative impact on them behind their backs. This is what I have dedicated my life to. Yes, that might be crazy; But at least I have something that I can focus on; something of value (for Mine ) .

This cafe, was the only thing I held on to assuring myself that this horrible phase in my life would eventually come to an end and even if things don't go back to normal completely, at least I would be able to walk around freely without strangers pointing fingers at me and calling me a murderer. Unfortunately for me though, my hope is now nothing but ashes. Just like that, the only thing that kept me sane disappeared and all I see in front of me is a burnt down building and another murder case that is bound to add more fuel to the already terrible fire in my life. I don't deserve this. No, I don't. I'm too good a person to deserve so many horrible things. I've never hurt anyone and I never w

An unscrupulous company discharges toxic wastewater into the river, causing my whole family to be poisoned because we rely on that river for survival. Everyone in my family, including my aunts and uncles, lives in the same village. We're all waiting for an urgent antidote delivery to save our lives. My boyfriend is Harrison Somers, and his company is the only one with the antidote. So, I ask him for it. He agrees to come but doesn't show up after a long time. Ultimately, my family members die after being tormented by the toxic wastewater because they don't have the antidote. Meanwhile, Harrison shows up at the hospital with his childhood sweetheart because she accidentally sliced her fin

*** 22 years. I reread the paragraph again when I can't concentrate the first time. There is too much noise around me that it starts to bother me. I growl and Leo looks at me out of the corner of his eye, he knows I'm busy but he likes to annoy me, it's like his daily routine, he can't continue if he doesn't bother me. I can even see a subtle, almost non-existent smile escape her when I slam the book shut.

"But I'm learning to let it go. To trust people again. To live without fear." "Good. Because fear is boring. Living is more fun." Out of the mouths of twelve-year-olds, Lucy thought. That night, Lucy finished the final chapter of her fourth book. This one wasn't about trauma or survival. It was about healing, about building a life after tragedy, about choosing hope over fear. She titled it "Full Circle: From Survival to Thriving." William read the last chapter over her shoulder. "It's good. Really good. You're going to help a lot of people with this."

Reminiscing the past, he sadly smiled at the book he was holding - feeling the roughness of the cover and softly whispered the title of the book "My Life from now on," He said those words because it's the title of the book. That's the title because he's the one who created the book. It was his biography from the moment he entered the dukedom, then again he remembered that night where he was saved by the two people he respected so much that he was willing to give up his life. But to his regret, he wasn't able to protect them when the time had come to make them apart from the world

“Keep it focused—don’t let it touch you.” Evelynn’s chest heaved. She focused on the fire, shaping it into a whip of light that lashed at the shadow-creature. It screeched and twisted, trying to evade her, but every strike she made burned, forcing it back. Each movement was precise, each pulse of fire controlled, as if the ruins themselves guided her hand.