We Are Meant To Be Novels & Stories

"You're a housewife in your thirties. You haven't worked in a decade. Do you really want to end up begging on the street? Everyone knows that even if every couple in the world got divorced, you'd never leave me. Besides, isn't this what you wanted? For me to have a child? "Go see Lily. I want some time alone with Sylvia."

And most crucially, we remembered not just for ourselves, but for each other. Every consciousness in our vast alliance hummed with the same essential mantra, spoken in countless languages and forms of expression: "We choose to be."

Success is liking yourself, liking what you do, and liking how you do it. ~Maya Angelou Lyra. I hated this gathering, I hated that I was forced to socialize with strangers and most importantly I hated having to have been pulled out of my comfortable bed despite not feeling too well. All three of them knew I was unwell but still made me attend anyways, they claimed that if I could handle hours of school then I could do the same here, after all it was only going to last a few hours.

And it was beautiful. "What now?" Kade asked. I looked at him. At the network spanning everything. "Now we live. We love. We exist. Not to save anyone. Not to build anything. Just to be. Together. Across infinity. Forever." "Just be?" "Just be. Because we've earned it. Because we've built it. Because we've made it possible." He pulled me close. Solid arms around me. "I like that. Just being. Just existing. Just loving." "Me too."

TAWNY A meaningful life is not about being rich, being popular, being highly educated or being perfect it is about being real, being humble, being strong and being able to share ourselves and touch the lives of others without expecting anything in return. Never! I mean never do something for someone or help them and then later make noise about ' I did this and that for you,' the more kind and humble we stay, the more the Almighty blesses us. ... I was so stunned by what happened that I turned to my girlfriend the second my door was shut.

Sophia’s image appeared — calm, radiant, alive. “Humanity,” she said, “you’ve spent centuries searching for meaning outside yourselves. But meaning was always the music between us. You’ve heard it now — the resonance that links every living thing. It’s fragile, yes, but it’s real. Protect it. Shape it. Dream within it.” She paused, her gaze soft. “And when you wake, remember — connection isn’t the end of individuality. It’s the proof of it.” The signal faded into silence. Then, across the world, the same message appeared in faint glowing script:

We will rise from the ashes of our past, stronger than ever. As the fire crackles and the stars shine bright above, I whisper a silent promise to the night. We will rebuild, we will heal, and we will honor the legacy of those who came before us. Together, we will forge a future filled with hope, love, and unwavering strength.

With everything we'd survived and everything we'd built and everything we were still becoming. We were home. We were whole. We were happy. We were exactly where we were meant to be. THE END

“You’re becoming what you were always meant to be.” Zerina stirred, warm and quiet, brushing against my thoughts like silk. “We were born for this. Not to rule. To rebuild.” I closed my eyes, let that truth settle in my chest. “Let me introduce you to the new ones,” Audrey said. “Then we’ll start gathering what you need.”

‍ Co‍uldn‍'t stop fulfilling the purpose I was created for. I was n‌e‌ver​ meant to⁠ be anything‍ but this.‍ ‌And that truth was the crueles​t one yet.