Homeland Novels & Stories

I returned home to Azurea alone. My mother opened the door. The moment she saw that there was no one behind me, a look of quiet heartbreak flashed across her face. My father sat on the sofa, his back straight as always, but there was a deep exhaustion in the way he held himself. I could not help but recall what they said to me five years ago. And now I was back–like a soldier who lost the battle and fled home. I turned my phone on and off again. The unread messages and missed calls from Clara Miller almost flooded the screen.

I glance at Spencer, who feigns being offended, and then allow Aubrie to guide me toward the grill where Thomas seems to be preparing food for an entire battalion. “Thomas, you do remember Hayden, right?” she asks, catching the attention of her husband. Except for his eyes, he looks just like his daughter, his blond hair neatly styled even though he’s facing the heat from the grill. He’s a tall man, with a confident posture, something I figure he must have learned from his job as a real estate developer. He’s a bit quieter than the rest of the family, a bit too serious even, but I know he has a kind heart from the way I’ve seen him treat Caitlin and Aubrie.

Sheldon sold his own blood just to scrape together enough cash to sneak back into the country. He'd lost everything—flat broke, banned from flying, and not a penny to his name. Smuggling himself back was his only option. After a grueling week-long trip, he finally made it home. The first thing he did was rush to the basement apartment in our old neighborhood, thinking he'd find me and the boys there. But when he opened the door, all he saw was junk piled to the ceiling, the place stinking of mold and trash.

“Come on I want to go to town,” I hear Allie pleading with her brother Liam, an FBI Agent that was sent to protect me until they put Noah, my asshole of an ex-husband, along with his sleazy brother Caleb in prison for abducting me and drug smuggling. Noah and Caleb are the sons of the head of the Reza drug cartel. Who are now after me and my two friends Allie and Melanie. “What do you need to go to town for,” Liam asked. “Fine if you must know I thought we could get some flowers to

“The Elder of the Holmes arrived at the scene,” reporter Harold Griffin, said through a phone call. “And he announced that Alpha Brett might marry Maxine. Lol.” [“Really?”] Chandler asked with a laugh from the other line. [“It seems you got the perfect hideout to watch the whole scene. Where are you right now?”]

"It's nice to finally meet you Mr Sone, I'm Kimberly Blake and these are my associates Britany Quick, Tom Dunlop, and Charlie Evans" Kim wasn't sure what to make of the bored look on Nick Stone's face, he looked like he couldn't care less about who they were and he made no show of trying to hide it. "I'm glad you trust us enough to take care of your legal affairs and I promise you won't be disappointed".

Her hair was pitch black and it curled right at the end and fell below her D-cup breasts. Her eyes were dark brown and it held scorn deep in them. What was more piercing was what she was wearing. The army camouflage screamed respect and glory. A woman in uniform. "Hey, babe! You left the front door open!" Mario turns back to jam the door behind him, when he looks forward, he gasps. "Jasmine! You're home? I thought I told your ass I'm gonna pick you from the airport?" Mario engulfs this woman—Jasmine—in a tight and long hug.

I sit up and take a deep breath. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to sleep so long, where are we?” I ask rubbing my eyes and stretching “We are in Mobile Alabama ” he says keeping his eyes on the road “It’s fine it was nice to just think to myself for a while. You were right Ro; it does suck not having anyone else but our family. I wish I could grow relationships with people and know they will be in my future, but that’s just not the life we were given, and I hate to say this, but we just have to deal with it.”

We'd just moved into a new house, and along with it came a brand-new fingerprint lock on the front door. On moving day, my parents rounded up the whole family to register their fingerprints. I was the only one left standing outside in the cold for half an hour. By the time I was finally let back in, my brother and sister were already testing the new lock, giddy with excitement. My mother cupped my sister's hand fondly, as if the fingerprint scanner might have hurt her fingers. "Oh, our little princess has her face and fingerprint all set up now. No need to worry about forgetting her keys." My father beamed, unable to stop smiling. "From now on, if anyone ever dares lock Cassandra out o

"Consider this a personal loan to you. Don't worry about paying it back right away. The foundation has an aid program for advanced stomach cancer patients. I'll submit your application this afternoon. Don't be afraid. I'm here for you." Hearing those words, the last thread holding me together snapped. Tears streamed down my face. I crouched down, covering my face and sobbing silently. Aiden did not urge me. He just stood quietly beside me, handing me a tissue. Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, Jeremy sat on the couch, staring at the red exclamation mark on his phone screen. He knew I had blocked him. He frowned and tossed his phone onto the coffee table. Celia came over with freshly