Twice Merry And Happy Novels & Stories

Aunty hung up the call. .......... So sweet memories are created between all of us. I am just loving this. Iru is also looking so happy. I am feeling relief. God, please keep us happy like this.

I was overwhelmed with joy. The sound of enthusiastic snaps, hearty laughter, and exuberant cheers emanated from the boisterous crowd, creating a lively and vibrant atmosphere that permeated the air. The room was alive with sound as if every atom was vibrating with excitement. I could feel the happiness radiating from every person in the room, and it filled me with a sense of blissful contentment. It was a moment I would never forget, frozen in time. I'd known Ava since high school, and she'd always been a special part of my life. Now, we were getting married, and I couldn't imagine a more perfect future.

I finally got my happy ever after. THE END

Kai replied, his smile reflecting his genuine gratitude. "No! You won't feel happy if I don't sing this!" The young girl took a deep breath and then sang loudly. "Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to you!" she sang with enthusiasm, bringing forth a unique joy in him. "Hooray! Happy birthday!" he greeted her again. For some unknown reason, he hugged the young girl tightly, feeling a rush of warmth and comfort in her embrace. "Thank you! Thank you for making me happy. I promise when we grow up I'll marry you," he said to the young girl, his voice filled with sincerity and gratitude.

Mabel's face lit up with an infectious smile, her happiness palpable. Ava's heart swelled at Mabel's exuberance. She had anticipated various reactions, but Mabel's sheer excitement was beyond what she had imagined. Tears of joy pricked at the corners of Ava's eyes as Mabel enveloped her in a tight, joyful embrace. " I'm so, so happy for you, Ava! This is incredible! " Mabel exclaimed, her eyes shimmering with genuine happiness. Ava couldn't help but mirror Mabel's infectious joy. The overwhelming support and genuine happiness from someone close to Alex were reassuring, soothing the last traces of worry that lingered within her.

The scars were still there, hidden beneath the surface, but today was not about the past. Today was about celebration. My twins were turning four. Julian and Malachi stood side by side in front of the big round table, their little faces glowing with pure joy as everyone sang “Happy Birthday.” Julian, with his small round glasses perched on his nose, clapped his hands excitedly, his eyes bright behind the lenses. Malachi, strong and energetic, bounced on his toes, his wild dark hair already messy from running around earlier. They looked so much like their father. The same intense eyes, the same determined little chins but with my smile softening their features.

Merry eyes travels to Jospeh and Paul "Hello Paul and Mr. Jospeh." Merry greets them. "Hello, Merry." Paul and Joseph wish her back with smile . "Hey hope, after a very long time." Merry look at hope.. "Nice to see you again, merry." Hope behaves normal. "Hello guys occupy your places please, Ceremony is about to start." Anchor said in mic "Let's occupy our places." Ryan said Everybody sat in there places and Merry sat in the place where Ryan and Hope was sitting.

"That we made it here. That we have this." Harvey took my hand. "It's real. We're real." Declan kissed my temple. "And we're not going anywhere." When the twins were a year old, we had a small celebration. Claire decorated the living room with streamers she'd made herself. Luka and Zion brought presents. Maeve came with Matthew, who was now a thoughtful eight-year-old. We had cake and music and laughter. Rowan and Nora sat in their high chairs, smearing frosting on everything within reach. They were already so different—Rowan was more like Declan, intense and curious; Nora was more like Harvey, observant and calm.

I stared at him in complete surprise. “Yes,” I answered, and I instantly saw his face fall. Just a second later, he looked normal. “Were you sad when it wasn’t him?” I didn’t know how to answer that. Was I sad? No. Was I surprised? Yes. “No,” I said slowly, “I wasn’t sad. And neither was he. We knew that we would get to know if we were mates when we turned eighteen, so we decided to never take our relationship to anything beyond friends. I think we were surprised, but not sad.”

I whispered, reaching out to touch the babies gently, feeling their warmth and soft breaths against my fingers. I laughed through my exhaustion, my eyes meeting everyone, filled with a mixture of relief, joy, and love. Happy giggled, bouncing slightly on her heels while holding the girl closer. “They’re perfect,” she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. I felt Croft squeeze my hand, his other hand resting gently on my shoulder, anchoring me in this moment of pure happiness. The room seemed to shimmer with laughter, tears, and uncontainable joy, the world outside fading away as we celebrated the arrival of our precious twins.