To Live A Novel Novels & Stories

It depends on your deeds how much of the hell you get to taste. It’s been a few days since I came up here and I received my date of a rebirth the very same day. It’s a year and fifty days from now. And my neighbour Mrs Mathew said I am lucky to live here for these many days. But I think differently. I have no memory of what wrong deeds I did to die such a painful death and that too this early. But I wanted to live. Be successful, fall in love and live my life till I was old and wise.

I said referring to the novel in his hand. "Yeah i'm almost done with it,it's also great" Mig said and continued reading. I don't want to rush this novel,i want to savor every bit of it. I'm a fast reader,i could finish reading a novel in an hour but not like this novel..It seems unique. Did i just say i'm a fast reader? How did i know that?...cause this novel seems my first..Or; Have i read any novel before this? Am i a lover of novels? I asked myself trying hard to remember but i felt a sharp pain tore through my head...I cried out.

A living testament that mistakes are not a hindrance to creating a happy, peaceful, and harmonious life with your loved ones as long as you are willing to bury the pain, jealousy, and envy and just live your life to the fullest because we only have one life. ~~~THE END~~~ Authors Note: Dearest readers of mine, please leave a review for this novel now that the story is finished, because until now, it didn't have decent reviews. Please, please, please give my novel a review. Thank you so much in advance! ~~~0~~~

I stated, “You really need it, I guess you'll have to reheat the only thing you eat in this house… anyway since you're going into the streets, do you mind grabbing me the second volume of a novel?” “What novel?” “New moon, Stephanie Mayer. You can find it at the bookstore just down the street. And please be careful out there.” “Alright Mrs Lyra Moon.” “I dare you to repeat that.” She gritted. “I wouldn't want to see your wrath ma!” I teased more, knowing she hated anything ma. “And that's it!” She sprang up, but before she could catch up with me, I had already taken a run for it. Jogging around the Streets by this time of the night was really beautiful, I could feel the cold airbrushed my fa

The sound of the cars crashing into each other was deafening. The broken glass shards were everywhere and I could barely feel a thing. My eyelids were getting heavier and my breath was raspier. There was blood everywhere. The faint sound of voices surrounded me. People murmuring but none helped me like I was a lost cause. Maybe I was. I… want to live. I muttered those words with desperation. I wanted to live. I had so much to live for. I was only 24 years old. My novel just got published and my hard work had only started to pay off. I just started living my life. So why?

Somehow now I like living in a fantasy world I chose to sit on the balcony of my bedroom window, and leave my room lights not on, hey I drifted into the plot of the novel until I felt that right now I was the mate of an alpha. Hahaha this is why I can't get into a novel, I can easily imagine and make myself the main character

She gave me a tired look. “ That is why we are craving for a home. I use to think we're existing because we are here to live and die later. But I realized, living while dying is possible. No one seems to understand us the way we understand ourselves. It's crazy to think we can give comforts to others we wish we could give to ourselves.”

Her expressions were neutral, with no sign of pain or regret at this point. She couldn’t endure this pain now and felt like it was better to end it forever. There seemed to be no reason to live on for. No person to be happy for. No one wanted her or would be sad if she died.

The silence of the room was only broken by the occasional sound of rats scurrying around the corners, feasting on whatever scraps they could find. It was a stark contrast to the life she had led before being captured, a life filled with color and vitality. But now, as she lay in the cage, everything was bleak and lifeless. It was a sight that would be forever etched in the memories of those who had the misfortune of witnessing it. **** Aurora remained motionless in her bed, her thoughts filled with the memories of Derek. The pain was too much for her to bear, and she felt as if her heart was slowly breaking into pieces. She couldn't imagine living without him, and she wished she could join h

# THE HUSBAND I IMAGINED ## Season Two: The Life We Chose *A steamy contemporary romance novel — sequel season* --- ## Chapter One: The Journalist Vivian Cross had been building her career for fifteen years on exactly one skill: finding the seam in a story that everyone else had already decided was finished.