Our Walk Home Webtoon Novels & Stories

"If you're willing to do that, I suppose there's no need to do it in front of the whole campus. Just apologize to Jackson in person." Meanwhile, Jackson was no longer as calm as before. He stared at me with suspicion. After all, he knew better than anyone that I had never pushed him off the rooftop. When I walked out of the infirmary, Kara followed me from behind. She stuffed some bandages and medicine into my hands. "Adam, use these to treat your injuries." I didn't refuse, but simply asked, "How much are they? I'll wire the money to you." She looked rather awkward. "You used to take care of me like this before. Why are you being so weird now? We don't have to draw such clear lines between

Taking the same route back, I began to walk and when I saw a maid, I quickly called out to her. “Hi, can you please help me go downstairs?” I asked when she approached me. “Yes ma’am, come with me.” We walked in silence for a while and then we got to the stairs. I muttered my thanks before heading down alone. I pushed the large doors open before sliding outside. The first thing that welcomed me was the cool breeze. Smiling, I walked my way to the direction where I had seen the garden earlier and when I got there, I let out an excited chuckle.

"I-I'm sorry, Mr. Wendell. Mrs. Wendell taught me how to prepare this soup before she moved out, but I didn't write down the instructions. Please wait a moment. I'll make a new pot for you right now." Owen had only caught four words of the housekeeper's blabbering—"before she moved out". His heart plummeted into his gut. "When did she move out?" "This morning after you left."

They walk home through Silver Hollow. The treatment is done. The health continues. The work is the work. And the thing the work was for is walking between them through the city that does not officially exist, carrying a small carved wolf in his coat pocket, going home.

I stopped and went over to take a look. There were Papa, Mamma, Fabio, Luca, Francesca, Fido, Neve, and Pico. Five people and three pets, yet not a single trace of me. I calmly withdrew my gaze, then stuffed the pet supplies into their respective storage boxes. Finally, I walked down the narrow hallway back to my room. This place saw no sunlight year-round and didn't even have a decent bathroom. After locking the door, I lay down on the creaking folding bed and closed my eyes.

The school bus halt to a stop, dropping all the students after school. Ethan, Aiden and Eva walked home together, talking about their day and each crazy thing that happened in school. As soon as they got home, they were shocked to see the front door wide open, they stared at each other before Ethan walked in first,after few minutes of walking in the house, he then called out to Eva and Aiden before they both entered the house closing the door behind them. “MOM, DAD!!” Ethan called but no one responded, Eva looked around to see if they had left any recordings for them even tho they have never done that.

After I started college, my mother announced that she would be giving me my living expenses in installments. "Hank, you're grown up now. To teach you how to manage your money, I've decided to give you your living expenses in installments." At first, I assumed she meant she would send my allowance once a month. At worst, maybe once a week. But on the day I checked in, she walked around the cafeteria, then transferred $6.80 to my bank account. I stared at her in confusion. "Mom, you sent the wrong amount." She shook her head with a smile. "Silly boy, that's your lunch money for today. I already picked out the cheapest meal for you. Just get the set lunch from that place. From now on, you

His dad would be proud as shit, given how much trouble that tiny God of fluff caused my sister and Clay. “I just thought,” I added quickly, “it might be cool to give Walk With Us a bit of a… refresh. Not because it’s bad. Just… you know. Room to grow.” Alan’s silence stretched. And stretched. I felt my cheeks heating and looked down at the sketch on the top page—loose lines of Rufio’s floppy ears and a stylized leash looping into the shape of a heart. “Sorry,” I said, wanting to melt into the grass. “It was a dumb idea.”

WALKER As we walked back home, a part of me felt scared and afraid. I didn't want our mission to come to an end. I knew that once we got back home, Zaan would not even look at me again or spare me another glance. Of course, this did not mean I was going to give up.

We'll get a taste of what it's like with the Alpha King's lady. I bit down hard, the old despair of being surrounded by werewolves closing in on me again. My body trembled, but my hand was firm on the silver dagger. Through the haze, I watched the werewolf who once walked toward me then walk away with Sierra, fading until he was gone. A single bloody tear fell. At 18, I gave him my all, thinking it was for life. However, the hands that once shielded me were the very ones that cast me into the abyss.