Far From Home Novel Novels & Stories

Not long after, the Dalio family's lawyer announced that, in his will, Michael had directed his remaining assets to establish a foundation in my name—dedicated to funding medical research and helping patients in financial hardship. Five years later, after successfully making a breakthrough in Alzheimer's disease, I finally decided to return to my homeland. The moment I stepped out of the airport, I saw Dan waiting at the entrance with two children. As soon as they spotted me, the two little girls ran over excitedly. "Mommy… Mommy…" Dan pulled me into a tight embrace. "Let's go home." Home—to the place that belonged to Dan and me.

****** It’s another weekend for me again. The school is resuming for another semester. Freda Adams wiped her dirty hands down the front of her jeans, wondering what her life had become. She’s only been at her mom’s nursing home for a day out of her weekend when she gets to enjoy her life for herself , but it felts like a different worlds than the one she’d left in Greece, only fifty miles away. That couldn’t be right. Fifty miles?. she sighed and scraped her sweaty flyaway off her forehead . Surely, this place is at least five universes from the life she’d known.

He was happy with it, but I was not. I was aching. Bleeding, almost. Bleeding with want and desire and desperation. Aiden, Bray, Titus, Conor, Chloe, Milka, Ajay, Brian, Luca . . . that was where my home was. Right now, I was a million miles away. I may as well be on some faraway star in the galaxy, thousands of light years away. “El! My wan’ El!” I smiled. “Hey, Milka.” “You back! Now! My wan’ you!”

The rushed departure, her mother’s tears, her father refusing to meet her eyes. “You’re lying.” She tried again. But weaker. “If I were lying....” He said calmly. “....you would not be crying.” That broke her and one tear fell. She wiped it angrily. "W-what do you mean? My family.... is not like that." He only scoffed, a small emotion tightening as he watched her break down and he turned away from her. “I hate you.” Then, he left just as he'd come. Like the wind. **** **** Faraway, beneath the scorching sun, slaves of all ages suffered under whips.

At least there, I can have peace. When I arrived at the garden, I felt the peace hugging me. 'Finally.' Away from those stabbing gazes, away from that annoying expression of Rosine, away from that indifferent male lead. Amongst the books I brought with me, there's one with an inconspicuous book with a simple red cover. "From One Space to Another" is the title of the book. It is a romance story about a girl who can teleport from one place to another and a boy who was from another parallel universe.

Give a girl credit where it's due, you know. On top of the incident with Noah , I was feeling more and more homesick with Christmas right around the corner. I could hear the Christmas music from the street and it stung badly. I had never actually been away from home before at Christmas time and despite it not being the most exciting thing in the world with my family, at least it was familiar.

I opened the window and got my head out of the window. I closed my eyes and inhaled sharply. The familiar smell of home filled my nostrils immediately. No matter how far you go. No matter how much better that far place is. No place is like home. “I am home,” I whispered, slowly opening my eyes. Although it was already night and, apart from streetlights, there was no source of light to illuminate the surroundings, I still see the familiar surroundings. There were some changes here, but it was still a part of the past, which was familiar to me.

How much she missed home. "What is it?" He asked, noticing the imperceptible change in her. "Nothing... It's just... this place looks and feels oddly familiar..." "How come?" "I remember I've read a picturesque description about a place like this in a storybook. I never thought I would ever see it in real." Pausing for a brief moment, she added quietly. "I never expected to go this far." Far from everything friendly and familiar, miles away from everything she held dear. "It's like the cottage in the book comes to life. I can almost smell the freshly baked pie from here."

She had gone abroad for more than a year and had never been home once, not even during the New Year. The past year had been really hard for a person like Nora, who had never been away from her parents since she was young, especially at the beginning. Rowan knew that Nora even cried because she felt homesick. However, Nora chose not to return to Crosavia back then because she hadn’t calmed her emotions yet, and she did not have the courage to go back. That city was an abyss of despair. She managed to climb halfway out of that abyss after going to the United States, but she was not fully recovered yet. She would inevitably fall back again or fall even deeper than she did before if she went bac

Seasons have changed. But cherry blossoms still accompany the lonely branches. In this hot summer, it didn't mean that the flowers and leaves would suddenly fall. Only they do not bloom. New season. New spirit. And a new story for a 27 year old girl who is now a senior journalist. This time, he is preparing to become the main character in the story of the summer ocean. A thing that had never been explained in his life, began. On Jeju Island.