Come Back To Me Series Novels & Stories

Come back to me. *I can't—it's too far—* *You're not lost. Follow my voice. Follow the bond. Come home.* *Sera—I love you.* *I love you too. Now come back.* *I'm trying—* *Try harder!* I felt him push. Fight his way back from the emptiness. His hand twitched. His eyes focused. Color returning. "Sera," he breathed. Real. Present. "Kade!" I threw my arms around him. "You're back."

Because Evie Callahan is back. And this time, no one is going to erase me again.

Zack “I’m coming back. I’ve escaped.” Bry’s voice echoes in my head while my breath hitches. Did she say what I think she just did? She quickly adds, “I love you.” Yes, she did! I bolt up out of my chair in the conference room and dart for the door. Before she blocks me off, I quickly ask through our link, “Where are you coming through at?” “I’m not sure. I’m not exactly sure where I’m at. I just know I‘m coming back to you.”

"Come on, baby. I'm here, I'm here." "Sir, let me handle this," a woman paramedic pushed me away and checked on my wife. "I've got a pulse!" Come on, Natasha. I've already came back. Now, come back to me. I closed my eyes, and prayed once again. Please, give her back to me. "Come on, baby." I held her hand tight. Please, give her back to me. Then a sound of choking had me flew my eyes open. "There we go! We got her back!" The paramedic shouted.

She smiled brightly, her cheeks pressed against his, her eyes filled with joy. "Mom…" A violent tremor ran through Remy's body. Suddenly, he let out a broken cry and collapsed to his knees, sobbing uncontrollably. Alyssa, still in Jasper's arms, lifted her head and met his gaze. In that silent exchange, they both understood that at that moment, Remy's shattered soul had finally realigned with Damien's. Damien had truly come home. … Three days later, Javier returned from his recuperation abroad. The first thing he did was head straight to Beckett Group and call for an emergency board meeting.

I said and exited the office, my expression darkening immediately. I brought out my phone and dialed a number the moment I left the building, and it connected almost immediately. “It’s me. I need intel on Mirabella Brookwood; find out everything you can about her as soon as possible! I want to know why she’s back all of a sudden.” I said before hanging up. This alone is another reason why I should speed up my marriage with Easton. I won’t let anyone ruin this for me, especially not Mirabella, but first, I need to take care of Broody.

“Don’t go out until your foot is completely healed. I don’t want any more scandals, especially not with you!” “Okay.” Having experienced a bad ending in my previous life, I will never have any illusions about him again. But he frowned, looking somehow dissatisfied, though I didn’t know why. On the way back, his phone rang. Gilbert turned on the speakerphone, and a delicate, sweet voice immediately came through: “Gilbert, I’m back. See you at the usual place.” It was his first love, Bessie, who had returned to the country. Upon hearing this, Gilbert’s face, usually as cold as a millennium of ice, instantly melted, like a lake of spring water thawing.

Mate…Mate… I had to bring her back.

"I promise. I'll come back. And then you're going to tell me everything you've been holding back." "Everything," she agreed. She kissed my cheek—soft, brief, yet promising. A barely-there kiss I felt to the tips of my toes. Then she stepped back before either of us could complicate things further. "Go. Be safe. Use your gift. And remember—I see you coming back." I nodded, not trusting my voice. Turned and walked toward the staging area where Kai and Lyanna were preparing. Behind me, I felt Meera watching until I disappeared from sight.

“Hello, sir, have you seen my mommy?” a soft girlish voice interrupted Travis as he was talking on the phone. He turned around and saw a little girl hugging a pink teddy bear, and her eyes were staring at her innocently. He was shocked when he saw that she resembled his wife, Elaine, whom he had not seen for five years. He stared at her, longing to look at that face, but at the same time, he wondered why the little girl resembled Elaine, when she had never given birth, and also, he had never heard her say that she was pregnant before leaving.