Love Should Have Brought You Home Novels & Stories

Because of her. “It’s alright sweetie, you’re here now. But you can’t stay because you have a girl waiting for you.” [💌] Emerson (8:36pm) - I’m here whenever you want to come home. also listen to this song. I still love you King now and always. I’m waiting, so please come home.

"How I wish I was there with you so I could make love to right there on your yoga mat.You're so sexy wearing your tight leggings it shows off all those delicious curves I love and your round buttocks too,I can already picture you sweetheart and it makes me hungry for you." "Even I'm hungry for you this distance is unbearable." "Absence makes the heart grow fonder,you have no idea the big appetite I'll have for you when I come home." "I'll be waiting for you.Naked.In bed." "Oh beautiful your naked body will be the only thing on my mind until I come home.I have to go sweetheart,I love you the boys too." "We love you more.Kisses and get your ass home as soon as possible."

Flash back “I have a disease Emily. I will forget everything. I will try hard to not forget about you but if I do the please make me remember about you. Do anything you want to do but make me remember about you.”, Abhay said in a sad voice. “No matter what I will make you remember me, about us. I love you Abhay.”, Emily said in a low voice. “I love you too.”, Abhay replied to her and kissed her forehead. After two months he lost his memory. He forgot everything about her, about them. Her family kept her away from Abhay so Mia could go close to him, so he could love her and fill hate in his heart for Emily.

He connects his phone instead and I almost choke at the song that comes on. “How do you know this song?” I turn in my seat. “It’s my favourite song.” “I know. I have an entire playlist for you Carrie…” he trails off when he sees me shift in my seat from the corner of his eye. “I just made you uncomfortable again, I’m sorry.” His words are drowned by the song. Unbinding Love by Street boys. If you love them, you stay. That’s what the song is about. That’s why I didn’t run away from home years ago.

Your heart knows the way. And remember… your heart is brave. It carries the strength of every scar, every tear, every lesson you’ve survived. Trust it. Protect it. Nurture it. Because the love you’ve been waiting for… the kind that makes your soul hum and your world feel whole… is out there. And when it finds you, you’ll know. You’ll know in every heartbeat, every quiet glance, every breath that whispers: This is home. This is where I belong. So hold on, keep dreaming, and never stop believing in the kind of love that feels like sunlight breaking through clouds. Your happy ending is waiting for you… and it will be worth every step of the journey.

We went from seeing each other every day to once every three months. Yet, every time he came back from a business trip, he would come home first and bring me a flower. And I would make him a simple bowl of noodle soup, just like I used to when we were kids. That day was just like any other. I made the noodles and waited for Felix to come home. I waited and waited, but instead, I got a call from the hospital. Time no longer mattered to Felix. Because my love was forever frozen at the age of 20.

Our love was stronger than anything I have ever known. "Let's go back home." He says with a smile. Yes, let's go home. *****Author note***** Please don't forget to vote and comment. Till next chapter, bye. Soundtrack: Til forever falls apart by FINNEAS and Ashe

If you say you don't want to go, that means you really don't want to go, no one can force it. "Then it's clever,Tom Zelda I don't like singing either, let him take you home."Devid Edith stands behind the bike Tom Zelda plays. “…That's right, let me take you home.” Tom Zelda said hastily. "No need, you go to school, I go home, we're not convenient."Fiona She didn't want to disturb him, and besides, it was only 7 o'clock in the morning, and she went back alone in the morning, really unnecessary.

"Whatever you want babe. I promise. I will never forget. You're my forever and always. And I can't wait to get home to you. I love you." I felt the tears pool in my eyelids once more. "I love you. I've gotta go, I just pulled up. Goodnight Tobias, goodbye." "Bye baby. Have a good night." I hung up the phone and stepped out of the car. I walked around to the boot to pull out my suitcases. I closed the boot once they were both out and soon I heard the maniacal voice I hated so much. "Welcome home, beautiful."

I know that you do not do this out of weakness — you do it out of love, and the difference matters, and I have watched you do it and loved you for it even as I wished you wouldn't. *I know that you said 'I love you' in the dark, plainly, without performing it, and I said it back, and it was the truest sentence I have said in years. I know that the morning after, when you said 'still here,' I understood what home meant. Not a building or an address. The specific warm certainty of being in the right place.*