Love Should Have Brought You Home Novels & Stories

“Lia, what's wrong? Take it easy, tell me where you are, I'll be right there now!” “Home…” Amelia had little energy to support herself, her hand shook, and her phone fell freely to the ground. She could still hear Emily’s anxious voice in the background, slowly and slowly it disappeared, her voice faint until she could no longer hear her voice anymore…

She fell in love with how he called her his home, How his steps danced on the voice of her soul, How bare he was as if his skin was hers to own, She fell, as if this universe held only him alone, She drowned deeper as he made her waltz on his songs, How he loved her as she was last to ever be adored, With all his life, how he held her so close, As if he was the last to save her from this world of storms, So she pleaded, On his heart, his love, As long as he would open the door, She would be there to welcome him home. She would be the one to embrace him as her own.

When I get home You better not be there, we're placing bets you won't Shed your modesty And the only thing to leave behind is your own skin On the floor Don't you shy away Manifest a ceiling when you shy away Searching for that feeling Just like an "I love you" That isn't words Like a song he wrote, that's never heard Don't you When you get home You barely recognize the pictures they put in a frame 'Cause you shed your modesty Don't circle the track Take what you have And leave your skin on the floor Don't you shy away

It came directly from his heart. This is what I wanted for him right? For Mr Reid to help so he could be free and I'll end up with Mason. But why does it feel so wrong? Why am I having a choked feeling deep inside? Someone turned on the mini stereo in the room locked away by R.City began blasting through. If I got locked away, And we lost it all today, Tell me honestly. Would you still love me the same? If I showed you my flaws, And if I couldn't be strong,

~ Somewhere in the United States ~ Casey's POV: "Alright 2 large lattes, a plain bagel with cream cheese and a blueberry muffin. Your total is $12.83" I say as the young man dressed for the office hands me his Amex card. Cue eye roll. I swipe with a smile and then hand it back with his receipt. Nevaeh hands the man his order before he rushes out the door without sparing us a glance. Steph is rushing back and forth between the three tables we have at the moment. Lorie comes out of the kitchen with more baked goods as the morning rush dies down. I came back to the states late last night and my cousin Josie picked me up. She's Octavia and Memphis's cousin on their dad's side.She brought me back

I love you’. “The first time you took me to the art gallery, I told you that a certain song reminded me of you, but I didn’t know if the ‘I never had nobody and no road home’ part suited you or not. At that time, you told me it did, but I now hope that this has changed. I want you to know that you have somebody and you definitely have a road home,” I shyly speak.

“Yes. We are. No matter what happens, or where we go—home is always here, with the people who love you.” TO BE CONTINUED

He respected me, loved me, and always put me first. Even when I had a sudden craving for cake miles away in the middle of the night, he indulged my whims and booked us a flight without hesitation. I thought I had met my true love. I thought I was the luckiest girl in the world. That was until the car accident when everything changed. It happened on a sharp turn along a mountain road. The brake jammed, and I couldn’t control the steering wheel. The car veered off the cliff with both of us inside.

"That... that's not me..." "And this." Bruno played the recording of her cousin. Hearing her own voice from all those years ago, Ava crumpled to the floor. "Bruno, I can explain..." "Explain?" Bruno grabbed her by the neck. "Ten years! Ten whole years! Do you have any idea what I did to her?" "I... I just loved you too much..." Ava begged, crying. "You love the Marino family's status!" Bruno roared. "To get it, you destroyed my wife, you destroyed my marriage!"

She’d been in love with him since high school, and now, even with her eyes closed, she was aware of the dazzling ring on her finger, the one he’d put there. “Take me there, let’s not roam. Lead me down the country roads. It’s the only place I want to go. Your love will always lead me home.” Bree sang the song’s refrain one more time, lost in the music and thoughts of the man she loved more than anything in the world, warmth radiating throughout her body as she relished their love, certain that nothing and no one would ever come between them. At the end of the song, their producer, Alvin Cook, came over the microphone from the attached studio. “Fabulous, you guys! Just fabulous!”