Homecoming Book Summary Novels & Stories

It's been ten years since I followed my fated mate, Grace Murphy, into the human world. Her childhood friend, Fred Williams, is dying. His one last wish? To experience marriage. Grace said yes. She told me she wanted to give her wedding to Fred. I didn't cry. I didn't fight. I just smiled, slid the ring off my finger, and handed it back to her. She brought Fred home and said she wanted to give him a home. I said, “Okay,” softly, and stepped aside—clean, neat, no fuss. She wanted to take Fred to Hawaii—the honeymoon destination I'd been dreaming about for years. I still helped her book everything, calm and composed. The day she boarded that plane, I finally answered the summons from my pack.

he fumes as I wander to the table and collapse into an open seat. "I heard you, and I ignored you" I shrug. "I'm good here." "You'll be made to leave, this is your last chance, we don't like to hurt women but you've done enough damage" he warns me. "I’m not leaving, plus I think you'll want to hear what I have to say. In fact, this meeting couldn't have been timed better with my visit, I want you all to hear what I have to say. After all, why should I leave here when this was my home? Many of you I considered family, it’s clear you don't remember me...but I remember many of you" I state as I look around the table meeting the confused eyes of many.

His eys seemed to say, “This is what I have to deal with in my home every day.” Well, that’s your choice. And that’s when Jessica traced where Cicio’s eyes had gone, and found me. Jessica stopped all the tears at once when she spotted me. Somehow she stood more straight in front of me. “Why are you here?” She asked coldly. “I didn’t get the invitation to your homecoming party. Apparently my Don got one.” She pointed at Cicio. As if the dramatic catastrophe at this moment wasn’t enough for her, Jessica snatched the collar of her son and flung him right in my direction.

Two days before New Year's Eve, I was finally discharged from the hospital. The moment I got home, a wave of familiar, comforting warmth washed over me. The house had been thoroughly cleaned. The carpet Linda had ruined was gone, replaced with a new one. Every surface had been wiped spotless, and the air carried the faint citrus scent of my favorite diffuser. Busy at work in the kitchen was a very familiar figure. "Clary, you're home!" Patricia came hurrying out with her apron still on and a spatula in hand, her eyes red-rimmed.

Note: So, everything was all in Michael’s head while he was in a coma!? For those of you who have read the original version of this story would have already known that, but I am extending the book ever so slightly and adding a final twist at the end so! Keep reading to find out what that is! Also, for those wondering, there aren't many chapters left now :) Enjoy! ----------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter One Hundred and Six A few weeks had passed and I was getting settled back in at home. It was so weird. What happened wasn’t real, but it felt real enough that having everyone back in the same house was just.. Strange. Having Ella and Thomas around was weird bu

I was about to read one, 'Home coming' by Yaa Gyasi. I was a bit depressed, because the year was gradually coming to an end. Christmas was fast approaching. And I dreaded it, as misfortunes happen to me few days to Christmas. I shuddered at the fear of what might happen this time around. Last year my wedding engagement was cancelled few days to Christmas. A year ago I lost my job few days to christmas, two years ago I almost got raped few days to christmas by a thug in the car park, thank God I was saved before he penetrated into me. I marked that day as a day I won't ever forget. Three years ago I was in a coma few days to christmas because my Fiance smashed a bottle of wine on my head. My

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

She silently vowed to protect her family at all costs and pressed forward, ready to face the unknown challenges ahead. Eva's heart raced as she hurriedly loaded her siblings and newborn baby into the car. Gabriel's parting words echoed in her ears, his confidence in their eventual return sending a shiver down her spine. She couldn't shake off the unsettling feeling that there was more to Gabriel than met the eye. “You will be back, and believe me, it will be sooner than you think,” Gabriel called out after them.

The house was full of music, and more than half the town. Gemma Havley’s family had gone all out for her going-away party. She was leaving small-town Florence, Oklahoma, for college in Bronson, Colorado. It was already going to be a big change for her, and she hated change. But her English teacher, Mr. Grant, had worked hard to get her into the creative writing program at Morton College.

"Time to come home." **END OF CHAPTER NINE**