Homesick Characters Novels & Stories

My soul aches to think of what that psychopath could have done to Sophie. I can't keep counting on Santiago or Cristopher, things are the way they are. And so they must stay. I'm alone. I have always been alone, and I will stay that way. I am destined for that. It's the same feeling I had when Joshua died. I'm alone. I can't count on anyone, since no one is or will be there for me. I've lost contact with Charlene and Maxwell for years. I quit my job at the bar and moved from the place where I lived for so many years with Joshua. I wanted a new beginning, a beginning where no one knew me or looked at me like the young woman who was alone and had lost her brother in a fight against leukemia.

** Dinner is lonely and nearly soundless; I never want to hear the sound of a fork scraping against China again. I could attribute this depressing dinner to the fact that I'm enjoying it alone; Sebastian hasn't come downstairs yet, and I think he isn't going to come down at all. I could also attribute this dark and lonely dinner to the fact that I'm a little homesick. I miss my dog. I miss my apartment. I miss Darcy and my office and my friends; I miss Sarah and Lucas. I miss how life used to be. The only positive (if I could call it that) is that now, I'm not living a lie. Life isn't filled with illusions and lies anymore; the curtains have been pulled back, and the wide windows that have b

She found solace in these shared memories and stories, even as her heart ached for Mike. On Christmas Eve, Jane found herself alone in her apartment, miles away from home. The usually bustling city was quiet, everyone celebrating with their loved ones. She felt a pang of homesickness, a longing for the familiar warmth of home. As she sat by her window, watching the snowfall, her phone rang. It was Mike. His voice was warm, a reminder of home. They spoke for hours, reminiscing about their past Christmases, shared memories, and laughter filling the distance between them.

Starved Passion::: Ivana and Davin were two weeks into their mutually beneficial relationship, he had always made sure to sexually satisfy her, and Ivana had always returned the favor, now she was thinking about getting her apartment, she could no longer stay with Davin in his suite, although they never set rules or agreement of any kind, Ivana wanted to have a place of her own. Yet, Davin had still not yet open up about his feelings, it was painful to realize he was only in lust with her, on the other hand Ivana was glad she was able to pay off her father's loan, secure the house she once grew up in and cherish, and was able to send some money to her sister, but she felt bad, not telling La

Tammy Her condition is getting worse, despite all her futile attempts to avoid him. Faith decided to act against her will, meddling with both her patience and her sanity. How can she forget about Lucas, when he keeps popping up like this? Especially now, that Sesh is spending so much time with his friend, Matt. Twisting the knife further still, his name has become a powerful weapon against her weakness, an ever-present sound on everyone's lips that's confusing her even more. If it's not about his looks, it's about his arrogant attitude, which, like a magnet, attracts vilifying rumours and lustful wishes. Her life has turned into a sinking ship, going down fast in nauseating swirls, and with

It was a text from him. Michal, I hope you will stop getting mad at me. It makes me worried. I miss you though.- Hammed. She smiled heartily and brought her phone closer to her chest, since she left Hammed's house that day different things have been going on, on her head. She read the message a million times before drifting to sleep. Next chapter will be focused more on Lekky and her family Pls drop your comments. Star❤

He was confident. Suddenly, a burst of bullets flew by, followed by several cries not far away. Jessica's heart raced, but Mr. Marcus remained still as a rock. She didn't dare to ask, so she sat on a rock and waited. It was still a few hours until dark, and she hoped nothing major would change during that time. "Marcus, I kinda miss W City," she confessed, feeling homesick for their cozy home. They had only left for less than half a month, yet she yearned for it so much. After enduring so many days of torment, worry, panic, despair, and pleading...

"Bernard, sending Vera away doesn't change a thing. If you cheated once, there'll be a second time, and then a third time. When you joked to your friends that I was boring, did you ever think how much that would hurt me?" The spark of hope in his eyes died out, leaving only a dull gray emptiness. "It was you who came after me. You swore you'd never betray me. And yet, you cheated and insulted me. Bernard, you're disgusting!" With that, I turned and walked away. This time, he didn't stop me. ... A few weeks later, I packed my bags for the program overseas. Just as I stepped out to grab a few last things, Wyatt texted me an address and said I had to come.

Rosa huddled in a crumbling shack on the fringes of a Sicilian slum, the air heavy with salt and the sour reek of rotting fish from the docks nearby. Her heart thudded against her ribs, a frantic drumbeat she couldn’t quiet, her breath shallow and ragged.

She reprimanded in disgust, and then couldn't help but ask, "What are you?" Marisa Darcyhad gone to great lengths to find a homeless man from the bustling Imperial City in order to give Ivy Smith a taste of life and death. "All right, all right, cut the crap!" Seeing that he was about to approach herself, Candy Hall hurriedly stopped, reached out and pushed the door open, and with a lift of her chin ordered, "What to do when you get in, I don't need to teach you." The standard room in the clubhouse, a double bed, at this time unconscious Ivy Smith lying on it, long hair scattered, the tramp look, almost drooling, rubbing palms will go in, walked to the door but suddenly stopped: "Eh? Why is