Novel & Cerita The Happy Day Book

From, Cesarevich Dimitri Belikov My mind was spinning as I read the note over and over again. I couldn't believe that he wanted to spend the day with me so soon after our first encounter. Excitement began filling me, and I found myself bouncing on the couch in absolute joy. This was going to be an amazing day—I could sense it!

“We’re here to watch the kids! We brought Mister Happy AND Midnight for toddler entertainment until bedtime.” Mister Happy trots around the corner and tries to snag Dillon’s dinner, but I lift the plate out of his reach before he can manage it. “Happy! Knock it off!” “Happy bad!” Dillon points at him with a scowl from his high chair. Orli loves Rocky and is content snuggling with him every chance she gets, but Mister Happy always intimidates her for ten minutes until she remembers he won’t hurt her. Rocky says it because Happy is kind of stupid and Orli can sense it. She watches in glassy eyed awe with her finger pressed to her lip. When her nerves can’t take the tension anymore, tears spill

Neither did she look for me ever again. A year later, the happy family of three turned into four. Life was short. I had already wasted 10 whole years, but no more. I would cherish every single day, spending my life with people whom I truly love.

They walked to the other shelve and they saw the particular kind of mayonnaise written. Gracie picked 2 and placed it in the basket and they moved along. “what next?” “uh…” she opened the paper again and suddenly chuckled. “it says here that you should… get some pringles for yourself.” “gross.” Emma said and they both laughed. “Jeez. Parents can be so outdated… look… there is this necklace I saw the other day in this same supermarket…” Just as they were about turning to the other direction. Gracie bumped into some… person.

The next morning, just before 7:00 AM, Heather woke up. She smiled as she saw the notification for her train departure and the package in transit. She had already packed everything she needed days ago, and the remaining items were only the essentials she would need for the coming days. Once everything was packed, Heather left the place she had once considered home, without looking back. - Meanwhile, Mitchell suddenly woke up in Bethany's bed, his chest tight with unease. His heart raced as the feeling of panic grew stronger. He glanced at the clock, then quickly got dressed.

Ruby’s head was filled with crazy thoughts, would she ever truly be happy, or was the universe really against her? Why was it that when she was at her happiest, something bad always happens to ruin her happiness, she couldn’t blame Liam for being angry at her, he has been so understanding so she understand now why he was upset, she just wished this will go away quickly, she wanted the happiness she had with Liam back, she couldn’t help the tears that came down her eyes, she had been so happy earlier today only for her happiness to be shortlisted.

Tyson smirked. “31 Days.” Chance affirmed. “Which Day was today”? He asked. “Ninth.” Dr. Tyson added. “Twenty two days to go, man I am gonna savor these.” with a devilish smirk, Chance declared.

Brandon smile and kiss my lips. "Yea now I want to enjoy my Highschool Days"I say . "With You" "With me?" "Yea With You" The End Thanks everyone who support my work ,I really get a very unaccepted feedback from you Thanks for reviews ,and thanks for your views , stay tune and follow my other work , love you all stay safe and happy .

Ada pointed out once the boy had ran to his class, then up the stairs to attend the assembly. "What do you mean?" Janet hummed, playing clueless. Ada was right, ever since Friday, she'd had a grin on her face, her mood was touching the sky. Even on a Monday, Janet was still on cloud nine. "Guy yarn me nah, what went down at the party?" Ada groaned, wanting to know what...or who got her best friend so happy. "You nko? You've not told me about the so called plan you tried on Ope." Janet defended, raising her brows at Ada with a smirk.

On Christmas Day, my parents decided to add my sister Chloe's name to the family trust. As the lawyer prepared the documents, he glanced at me. "And this young lady? Should she be included as well?" My mother waved a hand dismissively. "No need. She's just a foster child." Ever since Chloe was brought back home, I—their biological daughter—had become the outsider. All because Chloe insisted she was the only daughter in the family. If anyone so much as mentioned that I was blood-related, she'd have a PTSD episode—screaming, crying, the whole breakdown. Eventually, everyone just accepted it: "The Haper family only has one real daughter. The other one's a foster kid." At first, I tried to