Faraway Land Novels & Stories

On the way to the station, I had Colin pull up Gideon's background. Cloudemont Retreat? Funded by Linda's family. The guy was living off his wife. Still in the car, I'd sent her the recording of Gideon and Winnie. Linda spotted Gideon curled up in the corner and Winnie on the floor. "So this is it? You shameless homewrecker! Spending my money, living in my house, and now you pull this?"

We leave through the underwater tunnel. Then I deleted the message and dialed another number. "Prepare the divorce papers." After hanging up, I clutched the phone, my other hand resting gently on my stomach. A small life was growing there. An heir to his bloodline that Elio Carbone knew nothing about. "Baby," I whispered, lowering my head. "Mama's going to take you to see an ocean without the smoke of gunpowder."

We talked about the old days—turning over photographs, one by one. Each picture carried a memory, and the memories never seemed to run out. The moon slowly began to set, and my body started to turn transparent again. "Greyson," my voice was fading. "I have to leave now. The Moon Goddess is calling me." He frantically tried to grab my hand. "Don't go! Stay with me a little longer..." I smiled gently, my body beginning to drift upward, out of my control. "Millie, let me hold you one last time," he cried out.

I could hear the sound of hooves in the distance—our warriors, moving with purpose. We reached the outskirts of the countryside as the sun began to rise, casting a soft golden light over the rolling hills. The farm was nestled quietly in the valley below, surrounded by acres of fields that stretched into the horizon. From the distance, it looked like a place untouched by time, a sanctuary for those who had chosen to live quietly, away from the world.

Farshya? Was it where Aria came from? Landon had never heard of this country before. But it didn't hinder his understanding. Judging from her train of thought, Farshya was likely this very place, just by a different name. Landon had been observing her all this time. If the world they stood in was truly a vast Earthbound Manifestation, then she must have come from the far future. He could sense it in her words. Even so, Landon had no intention of letting her go.

“Ready to order?” Fine, don’t tell me, Karli thought to herself as she gazed at Jordan. But I will find out, mark my words. Jordan was increasingly distant through the meal; she could feel whatever was weighing on him rolling toward her, a palpable aura of tension blanketing them both. They waved off dessert and prepared to leave. After he settled the bill Jordan escorted her to the truck, making sure once again to see her settled comfortably before he got in the driver’s seat. They rode in silence back to Sarah’s apartment complex.

his smile brightened. “The dragon land?” Aislen wrapped her arms around her knees and looked up him from within the cloud of her hair. “In the past, this land from afar looked like a dragon at rest. Humans have, of course, altered the natural topography so that it looks very different now, but that was how we knew it for many years,” Talen lifted his top from him in a slow slide of fabric over skin, and Rhett forgot about lands shaped like dragons, his mouth drying under the sudden rush of desire.

So I peek from one eye than another follow after I could adjusted to the light. I didn't set my expectation to be so high that we could arrive at Theta as soon as we cross the Realm portal. But I do really hope so. And this land is... foreign to me. "This... is not Theta, right?" I asked them. This land is a barren land. The hard ground looked so empty everywhere I see. I could barely see some grass on the ground but that's it. I don't see trees anywhere. "No, Love, it isn't" Largo answered me and stepped up, observing the situation around us.

It is still one of Kate's most painful memories, and it comes back to her from time to time. Now nineteen she wondered how she couldn't forget those memories, it was always haunting and tormenting her. She had tried everything she could to know about what happened eleven years ago but it seemed as if those events had been washed off by the sea as no one ever spoke about it. She couldn't go back to sleep, so she kept listening to the sounds the breeze made as it blew very cold air. It had continued snowing as the little town was now covered with snow, making it look like a ghost town as the little town's men and women had retired to bed early.

Philip, a long-haul truck driver, was often away from home, leaving me feeling lonely and unfulfilled. It might sound improper, but I couldn't help it. There was a craving inside me that longed to be satisfied, and it had only intensified over time. The way men looked at me when I was out in public made me feel a mix of embarrassment and exhilaration, adding fuel to my restless thoughts. My daily life was simple. After my parents passed away, they left me a three-story house, and I earned enough from renting it out to live comfortably without needing a job. But with so much free time, my thoughts often wandered, and that longing became impossible to ignore.