The Great Escape To Happiness Novels & Stories

Doing her best to not show any emotions. Taking a deep breath. She walks away, with a small sad smile on her lips. Ready to welcome a new life, away from everything. As sometimes in life, happiness doesn't come to those who hold onto other people in search of love. But to those who let go in name of it . To those who don't curse their destiny. But those who learn to embrace their scars. With a smile on their face. To finally surrender it all in the hands of fate. .... Next : Epilogue

“I like you, but I spend more time with you than I do with anyone else. Let’s run away and spend more time with those we love.” “That’s a nice dream.” I stretched my shoulders and neck for a moment, feeling stiffer with each second we imagined leaving the place we’d been stuck in all day long. I settled back into my seat and tried to get as comfortable as possible. “It doesn’t have to be a dream. All you have to do is hit the save button, bookmark your place in the file, sign out of your computer, and walk out the door. Simple.” “I don’t know—that sounds like anarchy in the making.” I glanced at the clock on my computer.

Vihu already thought for suiside and she didn't want to hear those scary words again from his mouth. He simply chuckled and answered," Let's run away.. Please.. Come with me.. The outside world is more safe than this house.. Here all are insane.. I HATE THEM. . PAPA…. IF HE DID NOT ACCEPT THE TRUTH THAT HE HATE ME , I DID NOT RUNAWAY CRAZILY FROM THE HOUSE AND THIS HAPPENED. BUT…" He took a deep breath and relaxed his mind . Then twitched his mouth and again chuckled, " HE WISHED, I DISAPPEARED FROM HIS EYESIGHT . SO I WILL . I WANT TO FULFILL HIS WISH."

There was nothing I could do right now, struggling was futile, and even if I managed to escape, catching me would be a piece of cake for him. With no other option left in mind, I surrendered to him. Honestly I wanted to go back home too. Ever since that old lady said those words to me, the only thought in my mind was to run back home. She was right, Kaelan was truly where my happiness laid, why on earth would I want to run away from my happiness.

She takes her time to rest because her feet are sore from harvesting all day. She heaves a deep sigh as she lets her eyes wander around the surroundings. The green mountain ranges and trees are soothing to behold, as well as the sounds of the splashes of water from the still lake every time she throws a stone. The breathtaking scenery brings comfort to her heart. She gasps and stares at the view, seizing every second of it. “This is my escape,” she breathes. “You are mistaken, poor lady. You are caged. And you can never escape.”

Family, love, and happiness… THE END

Be kind and stay happy. Happy reading, Signing off Daisy Chaseley <3

Harlow tells her. Wait? She's going to be placed in the empty room between Dom and I? Yea, I am certainly fucked. To be continued. This is the end of No Escape Book 1. Thank you for reading. Have a lovely day. Book 2 will be up in the next few weeks.

In her innocent naiveté she had never guessed that he was anything other than someone who had bought a handful of recreational drugs to pass on to people at rave parties. When she had run away from university, though, to join Wayne and the band of New Age travelers who had invaded her stepbrother’s lands, she had quickly learned just what a mistake she had made, and she knew that she would always be grateful to Alex and his wife Mollie, not just for the fact that they had helped her to extricate herself from a situation she had very quickly grown to fear, but also for the fact that they had supported her, believed in her, accepted her acknowledgement that she had made a mistake and given her

We, the privileged sons, have everything at our fingertips, yet nothing that truly satisfies. The ice clinks against the glass as I tip it back, the whiskey burning a harsh path down my throat. I close my eyes, seeking solace, but all I find is the gaping ache that's been there since the day I turned away from Zephyra. The memory stings, a constant reminder of the life I may have had, the happiness I traded for this gilded cage.