Comeback Quotes Novels & Stories

He mused, stretching out his hand for mine, “It's not too late to start over. We're mates, and no matter the pain we've caused each other, we can still heal as long as we're together. Take my hand, let's return home. You and I, just like old times,“ “So you could abuse me again?” “I'll never do that again. I swear on my life. Being away from you made me realize just how much you mean to me. I might have hurt you in the past, but I'm never gonna do that again. I know you still love me, Hara, I can feel it. So please, come back to me. Take my hand, be my woman, like you've always been,“

"But Kareem-" "Maryam if you want me to swear it for you I can do it,just to show you how desperate I'm to have you back. Believe me I wasn't my self ever since you left me,I'm grateful to you that you've given me the chance to prove my self to you but how would I do that when you're not giving me the courage to prove it. I know I was a monster to you for the past years but that was the old Kareem you used to know" "I'm different now,I promised you, you won't ever regret coming back to me,you won't regret giving me a chance please Maryam come back home,home is not home without you there

It was all part of a bigger plan, a game of chess where every move counted. The next step would be to reach out to my network, to start laying the groundwork for my return. It would be a homecoming like no other—a statement to those who thought they could bury me, to those who believed they could write me off. I would establish my company in that city, not just to expand my business, but to send a clear message: I am back, stronger than ever.

"What are you doing?" Shuffling, "What? Me?" Charlie narrows her eyes, a thought pops into her head, "Deedah! Are you having sex?!" This time, her best-friend laughs loudly, "No, *Poo-poo bear*. This fart bag was tickling me before you called. That monster..." She mutters at the end. "Oh? Zeus is back from Egypt? When did he get back?" "Dude just got back yesterday and he's trying to get into my pants," She hears the traces of an eye roll in her tone.

someone else said making everyone start saying what they thought. “It seemed that when the young miss went five years ago, she gained experience and her own team. The auras around them are even superior to Mr Sawyers. Am I the only one who thinks that our company would soon rise and be where it was in the past?” an older worker said as his eyes were red. He recalled where their company was and where it currently was. He had always hoped that a miracle would happen and it seemed his prayers had been answered. “You guys are talking instead of doing your works. Do you want to get fired?” someone said as she walked out of the elevator.

"I'll be back." TBC

I said, my smile not leaving my face. For a moment, his expression darkened before he laughed—a sound that felt like nails on a chalkboard. “Precious, you say? You think he’s really going to love you? Wait until he finds out you’re barren, or how boring you are both in bed and in all areas of your life. Trust me, you’ll regret not taking me back, Alice. This guy? He’ll leave you high and dry.”

"I heard from my little sister that even after they passed away, they were still thinking about how to protect us." "I am a great country, every stroke is the backbone, you have done it!" "No one can bully us anymore, you did it!" "My hometown has been developed very well, you guys did it!" I hope all the heroes come back to their homeland. "I hope you guys can be reincarnated and come to me, I'm pregnant." "If there were gods, can they come back again?"

I will come back with answers. End of flashback. Five years later, those same words still knew exactly how to find me. And that was why I came back. Not because I was foolish. But because I needed to prove to myself that the man who spoke so beautifully was the same man who taught me how dangerous words could be. I blinked hard and the room came back into focus. My chest still felt tight, like I had run a long distance and never really stopped. “But here I am,” I said, my voice uneven, stripped of its edge, “almost doing the same mistake I made five years ago. Almost giving in again.”

Phrases like, "You are a fighter... Come back to us, Jolaade... We need you... You belong here... You are much stronger than you realize... Don't let the world defeat you..." All I could do was weep, praying that this wasn't the end.