Home Again Book Novels & Stories

The things in the house were familiar because it was theirs. If she hadn’t already been sitting on the ground, Bree would have fallen. The diary was in her mother’s handwriting. And she wanted to know everything. There were so many pages with so many stories, but first, she looked at the last entry to give her a clue why their things were in Silvercreek and they were not. This is the day we move to Silvercreek. This is another new chapter in our life where the children will be safe. Wolves make up most of the community and I know the kids will like it there.

At the very least, not now. Two days after I was discharged, Aiden finally came home. Chloe was sent to her grandmother's house. I was sitting alone at the dining table, eating a bowl of plain noodles. He walked in, took off his coat, changed his shoes, and glanced at me. His voice was indifferent as he said he was out of town for a conference the past two days. I kept my head down, focusing on my noodles, and didn't bother responding.

I only had a year to find my answers, no distractions was a good way to start. "Venus, honey, are you ready?" My mom called me from the kitchen, as I opened my bedroom door. "Yes, mom be right there." I called back. Walking towards the kitchen, I was singing Famous Last Words out loud. "I am not afraid to keep on living, I am not afraid to walk this world alone, honey if you stay I'll be forgiven, Nothing you can say can stop me going home. Can you see my eyes are shining bright? Cause I'm out here on the other side of a jet black hotel mirror and I'm so weak..."

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.

I thought that coming back home would make me forget her and whatever she did to me but it hasn't been working. When I got back home, I took a shower and tried to sleep but I couldn't because the image of her kept reappearing in my head. After several failed attempts to sleep, I decided to read a book but ended up flipping through the pages of almost all the books on my bookshelf.

But never mind, it's not like I have much to do anyway and I loved every second of being with her, so now I'm driving back home happily. And yes, Tallahide is my home now. I get out of Rio's car and walk to Aaron's house carrying the books. I have to ring the doorbell with my nose, but as soon as Alex opens the door, he comes over to help me. "How is everyone?" Alex asks me as we walk over to drop the books on the coffee table, "Everything okay?" We sit on the couch and I give him a full recap, trying not to feel anything for my non-mate's twin. It's getting harder and harder.

"Not so much. She just handed this book to me and told me to follow what's in it. Probably contains important information." He looked down at the book and then behind me before slipping his hand into his pocket. "Very well then. We should head back home. It's getting late." Nodding, we both walked towards the main road where my father's car was parked. I spent most of the drive home reading through the pages of the book and digesting every detail. It was going to be a long read, seeing that it was painfully detailed. When we finally got home, my father got a call about a meeting being held at the town hall again. He left without going into the house.

before finally putting the book down for the night, this ending is for you. May you always find your way back to the people who make you feel like home. I love you all. Thank you a million times.

The dining hall was grand, with long tables set for a feast, and I knew, without a doubt, that my babies and I were finally home, and best of all we had our mate and chosen family with us here. ____________________ This book is the property of Ulliend Musings and its brand. It is only to be promoted or disturbed by approved formats such as Goodnovel and KindleVella.

We had not just survived our story. *** The homecoming was not a fanfare, but a quiet, profound reintegration. Arthur moved back into the house, and the silence that had been so oppressive was now filled with the comfortable, familiar sounds of our life together—the rustle of his newspaper, the clink of his coffee cup, the soft hum of his presence in the next room. The peace felt deeper now, hard-won and infinitely more precious.