The Happy Book Novels & Stories

Green plants in the corner. Bookshelves. Filled with books. Not neatly arranged. Casually stacked, like people actually read them. A table. A big table. Wood. Where kids could draw, do homework, eat snacks. And space. Space everywhere. Space to run. Space to play. Space to breathe. The Happy House, I think. The kids are there. Alexander is laughing. Ethan is reading. Madison is by the window, sunlight on her hair. Gas is there, lying in the sun, puppies climbing on her.

Until my last day on this earth I will believe that my time to be happy is close. “ Are you hoping to get a second chance mate?” and Zoey was really curious who rejected Rose. “No. Happiness is in our hands. Reading makes me happy so I am sitting here and reading a book full of sweet shits. Who needs a man to be happy when you have Nicholas Spark?" and she started to laugh, but while they were relaxing suddenly Zoey’s heart stopped and grabbing Rose in a spectacular high speed, she pushed her behind her and screamed in horror: “Run Rose, we are attacked by rogues!”

It was easy to go from poor to rich, but after having lived in wealth, it was incredibly hard to go back to being poor. The thought of returning to a life of hardship filled her with despair. That was why she was apologizing to me. Watching her like this, I felt nothing but utter disgust. I let out a cold laugh. “Is that so? Then should I thank you for that?” “No need for that. As long as you stop blaming me and we live our lives in peace, that’s enough for me.” Taking my reaction as a softening of my heart, a note of hope crept into her voice.

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There's no point sitting around and waiting for fate to do the work because believe me, I did that and I was nowhere near happy. So, the age-old question, Are you happy? It's not really a good question if you think about it... It should be more like, 'Could you be happy?' or 'Are you trying to be happy? or even 'Will you be happy?'. No one is happy all the time because happiness is the result of learning and learning is the result of pain. It's the people that don't know what to do with that pain that can't be happy. I didn't know what to do with it! Sometimes, I still don't. Other times, I just take it and I cherish it, I cherish the way it made me feel and I declare that I never want anyon

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My father, Hector, and Benjamin had shared the transaction slips of the money they'd transferred to Jennifer's account. I curled my lip mockingly while looking at the birds that flew past my window. It turned out everyone remembered Jennifer's birthday despite forgetting mine. My father, Frank Monroe, shared his transaction slip. He also wrote, "Happy birthday to my darling Jennifer!" Hector wrote, "I hope you'll always be happy, Jennifer!" Benjamin wrote, "No matter what happens in the future, Jennifer Robinson is the only woman I'll ever love."

Harper had scheduled for the group a visit to a book store she had sighted in town. She felt that it would give her time to catch up on her business which her assistant was running and she needed a room to breath. Lately, she had taken to doing whatever would make her happy. Anything that would bring her closer to her child, that would strengthen their bond. She had started to put herself first. Prioritize her happiness over anything else. The ride to the bookstore across the road was smooth and filled with comfortable silence. As soon as the car stopped, they all stepped out, filing into the coffee bookstore.