Comeback Novels & Stories

I turned and saw the pack members, even the elders who used to hate me clapping their hands. “Welcome back, the True Luna.” The END

"And bring him back." ***

No one knew when the top of the tomb had been broken, and the sunshine outside was extremely dazzling. Everyone stopped at this moment and looked at the guy above. "Welcome, everyone, to witness the appearance of the Inuit." Isaac laughed heartily. The look on his face was no longer as feminine as before, but rather, he was in high spirits. “After planning for thousands of years and experiencing several generations, the Inuit will finally return to the world. "Don't even think about it." Jason let out a cold laugh. His figure shot into the sky, and even if Achilles and the Ice Soul wanted to stop him, it was too late.

I say, voice dry and sharp enough to cut as silence stretches between us. His eyes darken but not with anger but something else. Something I don’t want to name which I hope he isn’t thinking about! “Yea I did!,”He says finally, voice lower than I remember, rougher, “I came back for you.”finishing his last words in a rough whisper as laugh slips out of me before I could stop it. The laugh is cold, disbelieving but also humorous as i watch the change in his expression.. One I recognize as confusion….

please let's go back' 'We're not going back Mateo, you're coming in with me' Wayne replied with a deep and slightly scary voice 'what!!!' Mateo exclaimed as he remember how Wayne has been acting weird since earlier, coming late to his launching, disappearing on him, making signs with his P.A and just a moment ago the receptionist signal to him to go ahead without him collecting card or signing anything and looking back she was still smiling...'Is this the friends betraying friends they always talk about' Mateo thought and was about to runback when he hit his body against a strong body. He got confused immediately,his head started spinning and he started loosing his footing.

He said and chuckled. "Really?" I sounded surprised about the fact he was back; it was something I never thought of . He had basically stated he won't be coming back after the fault we had in our relationship. There comes a point in life when you know that what you want to do is wrong, but you have to do it anyway. A point you have to succumb to making a decision due temptation. "Well I am back now and I am back for you." He said. Trying to change the topic or rather where he was heading to.

He smiled softly. Max smiled softly back at him and shrugged. "My motto is, if I'm going to do something, I better try my best and give it my all regardless of whether I fail or not." She didn't have any plans to fail, but life was unpredictable. Her Master taught her to give her all in everything that she does; that way, she doesn't have any regrets.

“But you don’t have to decide today. Just breathe. I’m coming back soon, okay? Like, really soon. My parents wrapped up their pack stuff faster than I thought. We can plot together, just like old times.” Relief washed over me. “You’re really coming back? Thank god. I’ve had no one to talk to. It’s been so lonely without you.” “I know, babe. I’ve missed you too. We’ll fix this Bianca mess and get you your man. Or maybe even better ones. Whatever you want.” I felt my shoulders relax for the first time since morning. “I can’t wait. Hurry back, okay?” “Promise. Love you.” “Love you too.”

"You can tell that to Jordan. But I want to know this. Are you back to stay or not?" "I'm back to stay." Caleb answered without hesitation. "I made a mistake leaving before. This is my home, my pack. I won't be leaving again." Then he looked at Jordan. The latter stared back at him, emotion swirling in his eyes. It was obvious that their passion for each other never died, even after three years. "You're still going to be punished." Dylan continued. "But until then, welcome back Caleb. It feels good to have my gamma back." Only then did Caleb smile genuinely. "Thank you, Alpha. It's good to be back."

The message remained. Two simple words. WELCOME BACK. Ama stared at them. Back. Not welcome. Back. The word lodged itself inside her thoughts. As though it mattered more than everything else. Back implied return. Back implied prior presence. Back implied history. History they didn't remember. Elena suddenly looked uneasy. “Ama.” Ama turned. “What?” Elena hesitated. Then spoke softly. “Does any part of that message feel familiar?” The question immediately unsettled her. Because the answer was yes.