River Sing Me Home Novels & Stories

River The awards ceremony after the tournament was the least of River's concerns. He had a few minutes to go to the restroom and splash some water on his face and wash off the blood from the wound in his neck. The healer had bandaged him up pretty good, and it wasn't hurting any more, thanks to his wolf genes' super healing abilities. So at least he didn't have to worry about that. But while he was in the bathroom, looking in the mirror, he had to ask himself a question.

It still felt like I was the one kept in the dark. “Where is she going?” I was hating the fact that I was having to rely on him. I couldn’t sense her in the same way that Ryan was describing. It was like I had marked her for no reason at all. “Home!” “This is her home!” I was growing more and more agitated as we moved, his short answers were the last thing that I needed. “No, there is only one place that she has ever called home.” I could already tell we were heading towards the river. The gushing of the water as it hit the surrounding rocks brought back memories. This was where I had first seen Aria, first learnt that she was mine.

For a time, we sat in silence, listening to the crackle of the coals. Swat slipped into a low-key song. Long Way Home was the first song that came to mind when I heard it. No words left my mouth as I watched him run his fingertips up and down my arm, sending shivers down my spine. “When you sing to me, it makes me feel very special,” she said. Smile No, I didn't turn around and look back. A simple—I know—is all it takes. -Thank you-. Justin, thanks, but there's no need to thank me.

he asserts. “Thank you,” River says in an inaudible whisper and Andi’s lips twist up into a grim line. “I know it’s been hard, and I can’t help but think you need to see somebody, to talk out your grief.” Andi cajoles and River looks up at him. “You don’t have to go through this alone.” His eyes narrow and his voice becomes a longing husk. “Honestly, I just came here because wanted to find something to do so, I wouldn’t have to be home.” River chuckles awkwardly and Andi grits his teeth. “So much going on there, I don’t know how much of a home it is anymore.”

My mind raced with a thousand thoughts and emotions, but I couldn't find the words to tell him. River, sensing my distress, took a step closer to me. His eyes were filled with worry and concern, and I could see his regrets in his gaze. He reached out and gently took my hands in his, his touch warm and comforting. “Let's go back home.” His words were a balm to my frayed nerves. “You can curse at me all you want, throw as many vases in my face as all you want, or anything else in the world that makes you satisfied. But please, come home with me.”

Sleep, my darling, safe and sound For in this river all is found ?In her waters, deep and true Lie the answers and a path for you ?Dive down deep into her sound But not too far or you'll be drowned ?Yes, she will sing to those who'll hear And in her song, all magic flows ?But can you brave what you most fear? Can you face what the river knows? ?Where the north wind meets the sea There's a mother full of memory Come, my darling, homeward bound

Meek and mild Estelle who had pitied me and given me a job, even though it was minimum wage and involved pouring sweaty and smelly lumberjacks gallons of coffee. As the boat turned in the riverbend, the moon finally revealed itself. I looked back and saw the gushing white waters that I’d miraculously survived. Ahead of me, the waters were surprisingly still and clear. I managed to get a hold of the oars and began rowing. It was janky but I slowly got a hold of the mundane mechanism that allowed me to row forward. The river ran from Rapid Hill along the town, past the suburbs, and into the wilderness where it joined the other tributaries. Somewhere along its path was my home.

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."

When my car passed the rundown neighborhood where we used to rent an apartment, I hit the brakes without thinking. For a moment, I could almost see Ruby as she had been when she first started the company. She was crouching on that tiny balcony and smiling up at the stars, saying, "Silas, look. When we finally make it, can we have our wedding on a river cruise on Whitesand River? We'll cover the deck with tens of thousands of roses. All the guests will be dressed up in formal wear, and we'll hire an orchestra so we can dance under the stars." Her eyes were glittering back then. She had wanted to change the world, and she loved me, too.