Book Take Me Home Novels & Stories

"I want Daddy to come home! I don't care! I want you to bring Daddy home! If you don't, I won't love you anymore!" A chill spread through my entire body. I sat down on the bed, forcing myself to stay calm, and asked softly, "What else did Grandma and Aunt Amelia tell you?"

"Why would I? I know it is Beatrice and I know what she is going to say, so I will see her when I get home." I have to admit it feels weird calling the apartment home. I would rather call this my home, but at the same time, I feel sometimes I would need some space. I know he will give me the space, but having the apartment still as my home will be helpful. Finishing getting ready, we walk out together, getting in his car I can't help but smile, despite the fact he will soon be leaving. Sean turns, looking at me, his own smile mirroring mine; realising how much I am smiling, he laughs gently.

“Since you’re back, are you going to pick the next book?” I blinked. “Me?” “Of course,” she said, smiling. “You’ve been gone. You deserve the honor.” Everyone nodded expectantly. I looked down at the stack of books on the table, my fingers brushing across their covers. My hand paused on a novel about love, identity and societal expectations. This book will give them a glimpse of what I passed through during my absence. I smiled softly. “How about this one?” Brent groaned. “Oh no, not another depressing tragedy. Can’t we read something with a hopeful romance?”

Letting out a bitter, self-mocking laugh, I went back to my room, grabbed the little cash I still had left and my phone, and rushed out the door. I booked the earliest flight back home. On the way, I passed a pharmacy and gritted my teeth as I bought over a hundred dollars' worth of strong medicine. Only after swallowing it did my body finally begin to feel a little better. I turned and looked once in the direction of the apartment. It was only five hundred yards away. And yet, last night, not one of them had been willing to walk that distance to buy medicine for me. I called the landlord and told her I was terminating the lease. I wouldn't be renewing it. There was still a man in the apartm

No cold memories. Only a quiet darkness and the faint scent of blossoms. Just before landing, I woke up. Jade was looking at me. The light from the window fell softly across her face, and in her eyes I could see a small, peaceful reflection of myself. "We're almost there, Julian," she said gently, taking my hand. "We're going home." "Mm," I replied, lacing my fingers through hers. The plane broke through the clouds and descended steadily toward Northspire Bay, glittering like a field of stars beneath the night sky.

“This is it. My real home. Not the place I stayed when I was trying to forget you. Not the place I used when I was trying to be someone else. This is where I come when I need to remember who I am.” I unbuckled. Stepped out. The air smelled like pine and fresh cut grass. Alice stirred in the back. Cain lifted her out gently. She mumbled something and tucked her face into his shoulder. He carried her like it was the most natural thing in the world. I followed him up the porch steps. The wood creaked under our feet. He unlocked the door. Pushed it open. The inside smelled like him. Like home. Books on the shelves. A worn leather couch. A kitchen that looked used. Not show-ready. Lived in.

Both books are combined together, and Abhimanyu's book is titled *Taken: King's Rights Reserved*. ... Thank you, ShineeSunshine ❤️

The title was simple, elegant, and deeply personal: Homeward Bound. The artwork depicted a warm, glowing house surrounded by trees, a pathway leading toward an open door. It wasn’t just any house. It was ours. Luca gasped. “Dad, that looks like our home!” Tears blurred my vision as I nodded. “Because it is,” I whispered. I opened the book, flipping through the pages. Each chapter told a piece of our journey, weaving together themes of love, resilience, and chosen family. The final page held the dedication, one I had written months ago but had never read aloud.

The dining hall was grand, with long tables set for a feast, and I knew, without a doubt, that my babies and I were finally home, and best of all we had our mate and chosen family with us here. ____________________ This book is the property of Ulliend Musings and its brand. It is only to be promoted or disturbed by approved formats such as Goodnovel and KindleVella.

Next week I will have another scan to check the baby’s growth. I wished with all my heart that everything would be fine. After a few minutes, I was leisurely walking down the streets, enjoying the warm sunlight and soft breeze. It felt refreshing. After walking for a while, I had no idea why I ended up slowing down in front of a bookstore. My gaze lingered on the display window for a moment, stopping at one specific book. “Little Bear Loves His Mama the Most.” The title of the book, with its light blue hardcover and beautiful illustrations, made me stare at it for a long time.