Three Days Of Happiness Novels & Stories

I watched her expression shift from surprise to joy as I continued, "But I will never forgive you. Not now, not ever." I continued watching as her face slowly turned pale. Then, her spirit gradually faded away. "Dad," I whispered. Then, the spirit that had hidden away cautiously appeared. I looked into his hopeful eyes and said, "Thank you for what you did, but it's too late." I shook my head. "Let's not meet again." With that, I began to drift away. Everything was finally over. I felt a lightness in my body as the heavy stone on my chest vanished. The chains around me broke free. I could feel the warmth of the sun and felt the gentle breeze of the wind.

Although I have never acknowledged it, the fresh, after rain scent has slowly become my favorite. How would he feel after he finds out that I left. Will he be mad? At me? No. Don't think about it Ivy. You have to leave. I have to leave! I already have everything planed. After a lot of troubles I found out that some maids goes out of the pack, every three nights. And today is one. This is my best chance to escape. I can't back down know. I gently rub the aching pain starting to grow in my chest.

Unfortunately, I was allergic to mangoes and didn't like eating chocolate products. Back when Ayden was pursuing me, grand gestures were his norm. He'd trap me with work reports during lunch hours, claiming he worried I'd skip meals while buried in projects. He would sneak pills into cupcakes when I worked sick, just to watch me grimace at the bitter taste. The office drones even buzzed with gossip about our office romance, injecting life into mundane corporate days. Unfortunately, that heartbeat and care now belonged to someone else. I didn't have time to think much as the work at hand was tedious.

There were only three days left before our bond would break on its own. Besides, he never cared about me anyway.

“And it won’t be the last one. I promise.” My heart felt so full it could burst. Three more days of peace. Three more days of him. I was the luckiest girl in the world.

Their lives had nothing to do with mine now. Because I'd finally found real happiness. Under the setting sun, Evan held my hand as we walked home. Looking at his profile, feeling his warmth, I smiled. I once thought I'd hit rock bottom. But turns out, you only meet the right one after walking away from the wrong one. This—this was just the beginning.

Three Months Long is a story set in Abuja, in predominantly two districts, Wuye and Jabi. Peter and Olivia are in love and want to have a future together. However, Olivia is older than Peter by a few years and already a graduate while Peter is still a freshman in the university . While Peter’s family is not perturbed about the difference in age and academics , Olivia’s family won't have any of it. Peter promises Olivia a forever love but will their love stand the stern test from their parents and the Nigerian society where it's expected for a man to be several years older than his partner? As the story unravels, love, fear, uncertainty, parental pressures determination, trust and values are

I stood helplessly outside the door, trapped by Damien's murderous gaze. "I had no idea there was an incompatible ingredient. The formula was perfectly fine…" Damien didn't listen to a word I said. He took my daylight ring and locked me in a sunroom for three whole days. It was a living nightmare. No blood, no water, not even basic shelter. I curled up in a corner of the glass room, the glaring sun scorching my skin, listening to the sounds of laughter from outside as they celebrated Isabella's "recovery." When I was finally let out, my skin was covered in festering sores, and I could barely stand.

"Your one week of freedom from this mansion has been cut down to just three days." Wait, what?

Da, have you ever truly loved someone? The women next to Han Da can't count, but the record time with him is probably less than three days. What's the point of crossing the street like that to be honest with people? - Honestly what. Just have fun, wouldn't it be better if you were bored to find another girl like that? - Fuck, you just meet someone who wants to be with you for a lifetime and you'll know. Mac Vu leaned back and stretched out on the folding chair, his hands propped up as pillows, his sad eyes looked up at the pitch-black sky, and occasionally sighed.