Book Take Me Home Novels & Stories

Luxiana Sommeris I went home carrying the picture book that the strange boy had left on my desk. It was about angels and demons. His words lingered in my mind, clinging to me like a shadow I couldn’t escape. Something was unsettling about them, sending a quiet shiver down my spine. When I arrived home, I prepared my dinner before taking a bath. The book never left my side. I carried it to my bedroom, curiosity tugging at me, urging me to see what lay within its pages.

I wish Stella was here to give me advice on what to do with these guys, although Mac is there for me, she sometimes doesn't understand. Once I arrive home, I decide to take another shower since the one I had with Korey earlier didn't count. After freshening up, I head downstairs to grab a bite to eat before retreating to my room for some much-needed reading time. It's been a while since I've had the chance to indulge in a book, so I pick up my favorite one - Nora Roberts' "Northern Lights." The protagonist in the story reminds me a bit of myself, which adds to my enjoyment.

I followed behind him, carrying the beautiful-covered book, afraid that if I let go, it might disappear. We stood in line, and the library felt busier than it had that morning. The sound of footsteps, hushed voices, and the scent of old paper warmed my heart. “Buying that book?” Liam asked, looking at the cover. I nodded. “I’m afraid I’ll forget the details of the image or suddenly lose inspiration. So it’s better to take it home.” Liam hummed softly, the tone of his agreement clear. When it was finally our turn, I handed the book to the clerk. She scanned it efficiently and smiled politely.

Someone commented, "A reminder. He is Henry's grandfather. Hope Mr. Albert rests in peace." Soon after Henry left, Gabriella became uneasy and didn't turn a page in the book. She touched her belly, placed down her book, and lay on the bed. After becoming pregnant, she rarely touched electronic devices for the sake of her baby. She put her phone on the bedside table and rarely checked it. She would only read it when there were messages. Suddenly, she received a strange photo. She wondered who would send a picture to her. She picked up her phone and clicked on the image. It was a screenshot of Albert's news.

Back then, Ruby was always dreaming about the capital city of Norcrown. "Silas, if our company ever really makes it big, let's move our headquarters to Norcrown! But I've heard office space in the financial district costs a fortune… When the time comes, let's rent an entire floor and make it grand! How does that sound?" I was still lost in thought when the car stopped in front of an estate in the heart of the city. The moment I walked in, the smell of home-cooked food greeted me. My mom ran out of the kitchen, her eyes red, and she gave me a big hug. "Silas! You're finally home! Look how thin you've gotten! Just how much have you been through out there?!"

“Now then, I’ll be going back now, I’ll be seeing you more from now on.” Bathala suddenly vanished and leaving Cillian alone with a flustered face, he now just realizes the amount of fun he’ll be experiencing from now on. “I didn’t know that from having to go on a trip back to our old house that I’ll be able to have a special encounter that will forever change my life. I’ll start exploring and enjoy this new chapter of my life to the fullest!” Chapter one ends~ to be continued

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. I’ll Be Home for Christmas (A Thorntons Christmas Novella) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2017 by Iris Morland Cover design by Resplendent Media All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for

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“I better head back in, Mrs Jane should be back and I need to let her know I am back in order not to make her worried.” “Alright.” Hinn walked over to me and gave me a teddy bear hug. “I will see you at school tomorrow.” He pecked my cheek and I waved him goodbye before heading over to the mansion, when I turned my head, his car was speeding away. I breathe a sigh of relief before pushing the entrance door open. “Mrs Jane I am home,” I announced as I walked into the living room, I glanced around and found no one there. Mrs Jane was not in her usual sitting place by the window close to the big flower pot sipping coffee.

Cheryl knew that never again would she see that sight outside of her memory. “Did I do the right thing, coming back home?” she asked herself slowly waiting for the cars to stop. “This is what he would’ve wanted, what I’ve always wanted. Everyone has been so kind to me. And yet… it’s harder than I realized to be here, to pick up the reins of my life again.” Even as the thoughts moved in her mind, others came in their wake, bringing images, vivid and intrusive. New experiences, wonderful, exciting, filled with glamour and passion. And desire…