Come Back To Me Book Novels & Stories

His voice was tiny, fragile. "I'll be back." I kissed his forehead, not offering more. Answers could wait, and I was not sure of my own return. Walking away felt like tearing pieces of myself off. The aisles seemed emptier without him. Outside, the air carried tension. People hushed as my aura reached them. One muttered about Alpha Orion Cyrus calling a pack meeting. Fear tightened their throats. A quick wave and I left Moonleaf Books. Tears came in the car. Silent, sudden, impossible to hold back. I wiped them away, fighting to feel hope. A reason to return existed now. I could only pray it would be enough.

I owe him my life. Back to my story. The rustling pages released a whispery sigh as if the grimoire had been waiting for me to unlock its secrets. “I know," I said to the grimoire, “it's been a while and I missed you too, come here.” The book's weight settled in my hands, heavy with knowledge and power. If there was anything I was pissed at, it would be how I was sent back to my body. No one saw what happened but it seemed like everyone knew.

I took one last look at the memory. At the fire. At the truth I had just seen. And then— “Kieran,” I said softly. “I am coming back.” The world shifted instantly. The fire faded. The voices disappeared. And suddenly— I was back. In the real world. Gasping for air. Kieran’s arms were around me immediately. “Liana,” he said urgently. “Look at me.” I grabbed onto him tightly. “They knew,” I whispered. His entire body went still. “What?” he asked.

I leaned back in, claiming his mouth again, more certain than ever that while I had come back to life to destroy Eric Stanley, I might have accidentally found the one thing I wasn’t supposed to have: a reason to stay. In the distance, a siren wailed, a reminder that the world was still turning and the danger hadn’t passed. But as Bryce’s hands slid up my back, pulling me into the warmth of his chest, I knew one thing for certain. Bryce had come back for me. And in this life, that was going to make all the difference.

Emily Larson's shrill voice echoed through the banquet hall. "This meatball dish is something I paid a fortune to learn from a master chef at a five-star hotel. It's a perfect harmony between meat and vegetables. The broth is rich and fragrant, and its plating exquisite. How could the clients possibly be unhappy?" Hearing that familiar voice of my nemesis, I snapped fully awake and realized that I had been reborn. Her voice drew the other colleagues, who quickly gathered around.

, go talk to her, go know her, go love her, and come back, come back to me, come back to us, come back to your family, come back to your life, come back to your happiness, come back to your love, come back, Élianor, come back." I kiss him, I kiss him the way you kiss the one you love, the one you want to keep, the one you want to hold back, the one you want to love, forever, for eternity, until the end of time, for everything we have, everything we don't have, everything we will have, if we want, if we dare, if we believe, if we hope, if we love, and I go out, I go down the stairs, I cross the kitchen, I say goodbye to Matha, to Liora, to the children, I tell them I am coming back, that I am

And a secret she’d kept hidden for ten years. She adjusted her navy blazer as the elevator doors opened with a soft ding, and then she stepped inside. Her reflection in the mirrored walls stared back at her as she exhaled sharply. Twelve years ago, she came into this building as a young intern. Ten years ago, she left Damien Carrington’s life and never looked back. And now… she was coming back to take down his company. The elevator was quiet as it went up, and she felt her chest tighten. It wasn’t fear. It wasn’t regret. It was something stronger. She remembered her daughter’s sleepy face that morning, asking why she was wearing “war clothes” again.

Remember I love you. Where everything fell apart? The beach, the weekend of my eighteenth birthday. That seems so long ago. I guess in a way it is since that was almost five years ago now. I haven’t been back to the beach since that weekend. I was asked many times to attend parties but I just couldn’t bring myself to go. But if this is what my Angel wants me to do I’ll do it. I picked up the cooler and started making my way back to the packhouse then changed my mind. I opened the cooler to find a wrapped box fighting the urge to open it and see what was inside I stripped off my clothes placed them in the cooler and shifted into Ash. Ash grabbed the cooler in his mouth and took off. Ash enjoy

Once outside the door,I drew in a deep breath four times and took a step only for the CEO'S door to snap open again and someone pulled me back in. When I say someone pulled me back in..I mean....Mr CEO pulled me back inside his office! 1k likes to unlock the next episode 🎀🎀🎀🎀

They call her doctor Audrey Ellenora Jace, the surgeon with magic hands, because the speed of her hand movements determines dangerous points on the patient's body and her flexibility when suturing wounds. I'm blown away. She was super cool. She was supposed to return to New York last year, but something seemed to hold her back from doing so and it wasn't until a few months ago that she returned. I asked my secretary to compile a trace of her activities over the past year until today. She's more perfect than she was five years ago when we first met, and I won't let her go again. Not only because I'm fed up with the council members' insinuations about my mate having to get pregnant, but becaus