I'm Gonna Make This Place Your Home Novels & Stories

She brought her arm back and looked at it for a long time without speaking. "There will be days," I said, "when you're older, when everything feels complicated and you can't figure out what you're supposed to be doing." "Like now?" Aiden said. "More than now, different than now." I looked at both of them. "And on those days I want you to remember that wherever you are, whatever you're doing,you already have a home. It's not a place. It's not an address." I touched Aiden's bracelet. Then Valeria's. "It's this. Whatever this is. That's home and it doesn't go anywhere."

'Home, sweet home,' Veronica thought, as she stood outside her apartment door about to push her key into the lock. She had to conceal a smile. It felt incredible coming back to her own place. A piece of sanctuary that no one could kick her out of. Her own little slice of heaven, no matter how small or old it was.

His voice cracked, making my heart ached even more. I wish I could have saved you from all the pain in the world. I would have, if I could. I smiled weakly. "You were right, Dean. A home doesn't have to be four walls and a roof-it can be two eyes and a heart beat." "Elettra-" He exhaled, placing his forehead on mine. He squeezed his eyes shut tightly. I could feel his chest wavering. "You changed my mind after all. Thank you-for being the only home I ever needed."

"something? What is it?" "well, after you leave that country, you will go to Country E and stay there for three days. I asked Monica to buy something for me which can be found in her hometown. She said she will be back in two days so, I just told her that you will get it for me. Anyways you can go and look around during your stay or you can even help out in the restaurant if you want to. They will be happy to have you in there" "what is it that you asked her to buy? And why is it only from her hometown? I will just help out there since I don't want to spend my money buying stuff that I might not need"

I recalled. And made up my mind to do so now. **Things are heating up quickly 😏 Do leave a review. ~Jane♥️

She leans back against me. “Like this?” “Quiet. Safe. A place I’d like to call home.” “You can call it home,” I say without thinking. “I mean, you’re here for a job, I know, but once Jackson is too old for a nan—or if you want to leave or…or—”

Still, I don’t back down. “You’ve got this place here, right?” I gesture around the room. “What if we fixed it up? Really made it into something more. Not just a place to hide, but a home. We could make it a safe haven for rogues. A base of operations. A place to belong, for wolves like us who need somewhere to go.” Her gaze sharpens, but she doesn’t say anything yet. I push on, determined to make her see what I see.

"I am deeply sorry that I am unable to provide any assistance to you at this time—" "What!? It is quite evident that I do not possess a mate. At the present moment, I am currently without a place of residence to call my own. Of course, I would happily assist you in any way I can. Please let me know what you need help with, and I will do my best to provide you with the necessary support and guidance just for me to stay in your house. I made a solemn vow to you that I am willing to undertake any task or fulfill any request that you may have without exception or hesitation."

I ask before I can stop myself. "Dunno bro. Where's home? Home is nowhere but here " Stan says and beats his chest. "Trace and the unborn child, that's home. " I nod in agreement. I believe Stan. Home is not a house with an address. It is the people we love and care about. Stan has his home with Trace and the baby. The silence in the room is deafening. I wonder if I would ever boast of having a home in the future. For now, I know I do not have one.

I take solace in the thought that we’ve been through the eye of the storm. I’ve finally found my place in this wild, crazy world, and it’s right here. These people are my home.