Faraway Land Novels & Stories

"It is different from the larks I know." "I suppose it would be. Your home is over two thousand miles away." She had known how far she'd traveled, and yet hearing it now made this land seem even more wondrous and exotic. It was peaceful here and freeing. They'd walked here without horses or a carriage, and they'd chosen a spot on the hill away from other couples who were likely to picnic today. It was as if the two of them were alone in this strange world. Her eyes met his before sliding away.

"Where will I go? Who would take pity on me? Oh, father! Where are you now? I miss you so much!" He trod his way to the store. It was closed so he tried to knock, twice he did, but no one answered. One of the neighbors who was passing by saw the young lad and told him that the owner went back to her hometown and would only come back after a week. Saddened by the news, Imman found his way to the park and slept on one of the benches, looking pitiful and hopeless.

She was so angry and cursed him and Wan out. What in front of him was nothing but a wasteland. And if he wasn’t mistaken, he knew this land too well. According to the description in the book, this place used to be a grave. “Country D.” There’s nothing within his vicinity. His eyes couldn’t pick a single decent form to make him understand everything or anything, in that matter. No humans. No living things. It was just a wasteland all around. “This is getting comical.” He brushed his hand against his hair while the other hand rubbed on his bare skin. “What the!!!”

The farm had a mellow feel to it, which was mostly because of the smell of fruit pies spreading through the air. 🖤 God had the camp's people & some angels build the Farm. God was proud of it. 🖤 Tshiandanda looks at the files she sent, then texts "I need backup if I'm going to Mary's." Romy Wolf texts him "Okay, I'll send good backup.😊" Romy Wolk texts him "They need it now." Romy sends him another text saying "The parents are freaking out since they know exactly where their children are."

Jack awoke to the sound of the phone ringing. He cleared his throat, and answered “Hello?” There was static on the line and after a long pause, there was a response. He could faintly hear someone through the static, but the voice seemed far away. He repeated a hello, and the voice responded. “Hello? Jack? Can you hear me?” It sounded like Catherine’s voice but she sounded far away still, like maybe she had the phone upside down or was distracted. Maybe it had been a pocket dial? Catherine continued through the breaking and static “Jack. Can’t….talk...long...I’ve been...Jack? Be careful...love you” Before he could respond, the call ended.

I laughed and finally allowed myself to take a deep breath. "It's a long journey from here. We have to cross over from Tir na Nog back to the middle realm. I've never flown it before so maybe the trip will be shorter." I nodded and let him concentrate. He was working his body awfully hard on low fuel. I clung my arms around his neck and held on tight while he carried me the same way Nyx had, bridal style. It was intimate but only in a friendly way. Liam was being the friend I needed right now and from the looks of it, he needs a friend too.

“Don’t listen to her lies! Ethan told me she’s a failed actress. If Ethan hadn’t rescued her, who knows where she’d be now?” “The Reece family? Please! This woman will say anything to survive!” After hearing Charlotte’s words, they laughed cruelly. Ethan’s face grew even darker. He turned his back on me and walked away. He did not care about me, even though I was dying. My body grew stiff. Before I blacked out, I saw a figure in the distance. Tears blurred my view. I called out even though I knew it might just be a hallucination. “Papa… save me…”

With both parties in agreement, the court finalized the divorce in one session. When the judgment papers landed in my hands, Ethan exhaled in relief. And then, as if he couldn’t help himself, he sneered, "Maya, you’ve gone too far. After everything we’ve been through, how could you be so ruthless?" I only gave him a faint smile and stayed silent. His cheeks burned. He tucked his tail and fled. At last, I exhaled too. I was finally free. I could focus on my surgery. The operation was a success, and my health began to recover.

“Now, listen to your princess.” “Yes, Indigo,” I called smugly. “Listen to your princess.” “But it’s—my God.” He picked up a piece of fruit and gaped at it as he climbed aboard. “Are these grumpackers? They grow in Far Shore, too? I thought only Donnelly grew grumpackers.” “Or maybe High Cliff’s the only oddity that doesn’t harvest them,” Farrow countered before telling me, “We’re in, my lady. Go!” “Hee-yah,” I yelled, snapping the reins with all I had.

"Long ago, there was a prince and poor village girl that met in another country. The village girl was fascinated by the prince's culture that she worked very hard to learn about it. "The prince was in her village to learn about how the people lived and what to do to make his own kingdom even better. Well the village girl and the princess fell in love and then got married. Which caused the king to disown the prince. The king didn't want to recognize the prince's marriage to a foreign commoner. So the prince and his bride set off to build their own kingdom, which they did. During that time they had a princess.