Homegrown Novels & Stories

Max I love working in my home town. The most amazing thing about being back home is that I don't feel like I always have to fight to get recognized. There is a peace that comes with knowing that you are appreciated for what you do. More often than not I feel like the world is against me. I have had an epic career on the pitch both internationally and domestically.

he says as he watches me. "We learned to thrive in this land where we were place and have now made it our home. It is fully functional. We grow our own food. We raise our own livestock. There is running electricity, running water. We are our own fully functioning society. We have to be because we cannot leave these lands without going through a long, drawn out process" he admits with a frown.

I want to use this opportunity to show everyone that our homegrown brands are just as good as imported ones. Her tone softened, but her conviction was clear. "Canned peaches are irreplaceable. Wait for me." Somehow, Isaiah's anxiety eased. Despite her youth, Aria had the same ambition that once drove him. Isaiah had started his business with a simple goal—to prove that homegrown brands could compete with imports. In the early days, before chocolate or juice became widely available, people relied on his canned peaches. Back then, he found joy in seeing others happy, especially when sick children who had lost their appetites could

Out here, I was getting anxious. Immediately after the thought left my mind, I beat myself up mentally. If I always wished I was home, if I was getting too comfortable with Lucas, how would I survive in the outside world? I realized with horror that I'd called Lucas's house "home". I was getting too comfortable here. My hands were rapidly getting sweaty under the weight of Meg's gaze and my thought. I shoved them deeper into my pockets. Meg seemed to realize where my thoughts were headed. "Why don't you pick something out, Adrienne?", She said kindly.

Griffin whispered in my ear as he brushed against my back and I shivered. I smiled as he lightly kissed my neck a few times and pouted when he pulled away. "But no pressure. If you don't like it, we don't have to use it. We can stay in the house we're building for your family or the pack house or fuck, even in a tent in the woods. I don't give a shit where we live as long as you're with me. You are my home. I'll be happy wherever we are." he rushed to explain.

"He served in British Parliament for a period of time." "Really," I said. "So your roots are in England." "Yes, I was actually born there. My family moved to America when I was five and a half." "How did they choose to live in Oregon?" "The climate and landscape somewhat reminds them of England. My mother was very homesick as I grew up, so every summer she'd fly back there to see her mother and sisters." "You and Gemma didn't go with her?" "No, we were never interested, believe it or not. Also, my father said it would cost too much money to fly us all over there for two months during the summer every year. I'd like to go, though."

Well not exactly abnormal but I have always found his head quite bigger than the rest of his body. He walks to the center and starts addressing us with a voice that sends chills at the back of my neck. "As we all know, the farming group depends on what we foragers gather around, your job is to bring back seeds, plants or anything that could help them keep the plants here alive. Your assignment today is to go out there and get me plants. Remember to keep an eye out for a good water spot that isn't contaminated. Those who come back with plants will graduate and become standard Foragers but those of you that come back empty handed would- well you will help the community in other ways."

Love you''. Kim watched as her cousin sauntered out of her office and thought about her parting words, because Sam was right about something, she did miss home, a lot. Lovers's valley was a small town in backwood California where Kim had grown up, everybody knew everybody there and the people of lover's valley made it a habit to be in each other's business, if you had a secret the town was definitely not the place for you, but for Kim, it was home, the home she hadn't been to in eight years. She often saw her parents on occassions like Christmas which was only possible because she had promised to always buy their plane ticket whenever they came to New York, although they never missed any opp

Or cry abuse. “I know, baby.” And just like that, all those worries are gone. Baby… He doesn’t speak to his wife like that. I suppose they were separated for a reason. God, listen to me. And he cups the side of my face. Stares at me so deeply and unreadably. “It’s complicated.” I know it is. To live like this, we would probably just have to run away. Off to some other country in the Commonwealth; New Zealand, Australia, Canada, anywhere.

I ask as I pick up a squishy green piece of food. "We have something similar to your exchange policy, but unlike Earth, basic necessities are never something you have to pay for. Water and food are not owned. Food grows everywhere. We pick it, and if we want meat, we hunt. Our stores contain products, not needs," Zalu explains as she takes a seat in front of me. "Are you not afraid of over hunting," I ask as I bite into the piece of food. The green plant explodes with juice, and a tangy flavor fills my mouth. I hum as I chew. Whatever it is, it is way better than hospital food.