Faraway Wanderers Novels & Stories

It crumbled to the ground and has more damage than Farren’s. “Aha!” Farren exclaimed and jumped in happiness. “I win, you lose.” “No!” Caleb shouted. “I win.” He pointed his finger on his chest and then said, “you,” pause then point his finger to Farren’s face, “looser.” “No! I win! You lose!” Farren screamed and then scope a handful of sand and throw it towards us. The dust blinded me for a while making me furious. “Quit it you two,” I said with authority. Still my eyes close I manage to grab Farren’s chubby arms to pull her close to me.

Are you the king of our world? "No," Matter smiled. - I'm from another world. Your Guide has already exhausted its twenty-four transitions. He is very strong, which is why the First Ones could not break him. “Then why did she ask for your blood?” So you're still a conductor? “You could say that…” Matzher said reluctantly. – Sometimes, very rarely, almost never, the Guide, who has made the twenty-fifth Transition, does not complete his Path and does not lose his accumulated strength, but moves on. Such units, they are called Wanderers, their strength continues to grow with each Transition….

The Last great family Far away, in the Stillwater family, the young wolves were holding a morning call. Intruders. In the early hours of the morning, while the moon was still high in the sky, when the forest was cloaked in darkness, the young wolves wandered the forest. They were only of the last families to leave for the ancient land. They were quite dissatisfied with how things had taken true. They were the ones to host the hunt this year. There were benefits to being the host, but when it was their turn, the Reeves family proposed moving to the ancient land.

Someone unafraid of welcoming new friends and willing to say goodbye when the time came. --- After nagging Trevon repeatedly, he finally showed up at the courthouse. On time, for once. The divorce was over before I knew it. I let out a long, quiet sigh of relief. I couldn’t return to the deep sea just yet—at least not without my mermaid tail. And since I’d walked away from the Chapman family, I didn’t have a cent to my name. I knew I couldn’t just sit around. So, I found a job by the sea, opening clams and picking out the prettiest pearls—like finding little secrets the ocean had left behind.

Col‍d, di‌s⁠tant, far⁠ awa‍y. I w‍hi‍spered,⁠ “So‍meone⁠… ple‍⁠as‍e hu‍rry.” Far‍ away‌, across fo⁠r‌ests and rivers, I didn’t‍ k⁠now‍. Cla⁠ven felt‌ a s‍harp pull in his c‍hest. A whisp‌er. A cry. A faint spar‌k of‍ my‌ scent in the⁠ wind. H‍e snap‍ped‍ awake.

He scratched his eyebrows and frowned, "You really have an attitude, baby. What do I need to do in order to get rid of your annoyance with me? Hmm?" "You want me to get rid of this annoyed feelings for you, huh?" She asks. He eagerly nodded. "Well, then. You just need to do one thing..." "Don't come near me. Just... stay where you are right now. Stay Away, Uno." ٥٠一٠一٠٥

I bled for his throne. I gave him my kidney, my devotion, and my silent submission in a cold, loveless bed. All he gave me in return was a monthly summons to his sheets—and a warning never to cry out his name. For five years, I was the hidden, discarded wife of Alpha Diego—the most powerful, ruthless shifter in the continent. Handsome as a sin and intoxicating in bed, he took my body with brutal, breathtaking skill, yet denied me his heart. When I walked away on bare feet, broken and forgotten, I swore I was done begging for a touch that came with ice. Ten years later, I am no longer his quiet Luna. I am Chief Doctor Courtney—a woman of wealth, power, and untouchable authority, running

Far away, beyond every healed road and every connected world, another tiny point of light flickered into existence. One more place. One more story. Waiting. And on the shore now known as Anara, the very first travelers and the very first friends watched the stars appear together— already wondering where the next road might lead. ✨

"Sorry, Kay. It all happened too quickly, and I didn't get to talk to you in person. Once I'm back, I'll take two weeks off to be with you, okay? I'll bring you a little something soon. Stay home and wait for me. Love you." Kayla listened to his sweet, affectionate words while reading Tiffany's messages, and a wry smile crossed her face. Tiffany shared pictures of herself and Winston at a resort in the nearby city. He held her in his arms, his hand resting on her thigh, covered in stockings. He seemed like he couldn't wait a second longer. "Kayla, it must be hard waiting alone at home. Look at your husband—he got all the moves," Tiffany texted. Winston grew impatient on the other end of the

"What a clown. Parading around about winning me back, only to go running when another woman waved a pregnancy test." For him, admitting the truth would ruin his reputation. That was more than anything he could ever tolerate. Shelley listened to my rant, then grinned. "Finally. You’ve grown up. No more lovesick fool. We can be friends again." I flushed, embarrassed. To prove I meant it, I acted fast. Before Ethan could reshuffle the company, I sold my half of the shares at a low price. Then, I bought a ticket and left, traveling across the country, enjoying every corner of its beauty.