Going Home Novel Novels & Stories

After kim had left eight years ago for college she couldn't bring herself to go back to lover's valley, the place held too many memories, especially one she would go to the depths of hell to forget and not only that, she just couldn't stand the look of pity the town's people always gave her. Kim toyed with the card in her hands, twirling it back and forth between her fingers. Sam was right, it's about damn time she went back home, with her mind made up she picked up her phone and smiled. ''You win mom''. ############################################# ''Sir this just came in for you''.

You bear direct responsibility. He sighed and placed both hands on my shoulders. "I saw that you bought a plane ticket. "But I don't have time to go home with you. "Take this chance to go back for a few days, all right?" I shook off his hands. "Who said I wanted you to go with me? I'm going home because..." He sneered. "Because you're going home to be matched with someone and get married? "Stop threatening me with that. Hannah already told me your village doesn't have any rule that women must go home and marry at thirty."

Back then, Ruby was always dreaming about the capital city of Norcrown. "Silas, if our company ever really makes it big, let's move our headquarters to Norcrown! But I've heard office space in the financial district costs a fortune… When the time comes, let's rent an entire floor and make it grand! How does that sound?" I was still lost in thought when the car stopped in front of an estate in the heart of the city. The moment I walked in, the smell of home-cooked food greeted me. My mom ran out of the kitchen, her eyes red, and she gave me a big hug. "Silas! You're finally home! Look how thin you've gotten! Just how much have you been through out there?!"

The road stretched out before and behind Faith. The miles she'd already covered swept behind her like a wedding train. The miles left to cover spread before her as far as the eyes could see. Faith Donovan was going home. After all the tears and sorrow, she was returning to the one place where she felt most comfortable. It was true what they said after all. There is no place like home. It'll be a bit of a shock for everyone to see her come home in her pearly white car and her fancy new dresses. Someone might just keel over and die from shock.

Knowing he wasn’t anywhere near to hear me, I let out a sigh, disappointed. Dusting off the book that I had been holding, I realized that now my mood has been soiled, and I wanted to return home. The book no longer seemed to be worth all of the trouble that it had brought me this morning. With a deep breath, I decided to head home, a basement under maid’s apartment , where I lived.

Not having anyone to talk to, especially other women, brought on more pain. The Walkers had been right the entire time. Humans and other species were not so different from werewolves. They had different appearances and characteristics, yet they all just longed to live peacefully alongside one another. -=- It has been a while since I began this story, and I appreciate that you have reached the end. Finding Home is my first werewolf story, so forgive me if it took time to write. I apologize for taking time to write the last remaining chapters, as life and work piled too high on my plate and I couldn’t write anything creative. Thank you again for reading this far, and I hope you liked the endin

Only mine was missing. In my past life, I'd signed right here, moved to tears by his so-called sacrifice. Then he'd kicked me straight into prison. I raised my head and looked at Gabriel's face, so full of manufactured concern. "Let's talk about this at home. I'm dizzy." Wild joy flashed in Gabriel's eyes before he masked it. "Of course, of course. Let's go home. I'll make you some tea." We returned to our temporary apartment. Gabriel bustled around, fetching my slippers and draping a blanket over my shoulders.

While waiting, she looks outside from her window and her chest falls, a sense of calm and joy wash over her. Home. She’s back in the states now. The place where she was born. So many bittersweet moments, mostly are bitter but no matter where she goes, here is always better. This is where her family lives and she has missed them dearly. Tis’ was the only thing that gave her the will to return. “Welcome home, Alice Marie Hall.” She whispered to herself. A heavy sigh left her dainty lips, a perfect reflection of the battle she is having inside her chest.

Now, all at once, it hit me that everything I had given over the years had been nothing more than a one-sided effort. I was just about to book a flight when I realized I had forgotten my ID and passport, so I had no choice but to return home. The moment I opened the door, I was greeted by a mess all over the floor. Leftover snacks were scattered everywhere, along with half-finished dishes left behind. Right by the bedroom door lay something impossible to miss—a box of levonorgestrel pills and a piece of wine-red lingerie. Willow had never liked being physically intimate with me. Even Naomi's existence had come from a drunken incident.

he remarked, a sense of belonging settling in as they made their way through the familiar streets. Driving through the city, memories flooded back—places they had visited, experiences they had shared. "It's like we never left," Gia exclaimed, her eyes taking in the sights of Nairobi's lively streets. "Kenya always feels like home," Deep replied, a smile tugging at his lips. Arriving at their house, they were greeted by familiar faces—neighbors excitedly waving and welcoming them back. The warmth of their homecoming enveloped them as they stepped through their front door. The scent of their familiar surroundings and the coziness of their own space brought a sense of comfort.