Take Me Home Where I Belong Novels & Stories

"I know you live far away and can't always come back, but I still want to say this. You haven't been home in a year. No matter how busy you are, come back sometimes and spend time with your grandma, all right?" "She's eighty. She only has you." After hanging up, I cleaned myself up and went to the company. I told Marcus, "I'm almost thirty. According to the community's expectations, I need to go home and meet someone." But before I could even say the word breakup, he gave the ring to Hannah and walked away. I booked my flight within minutes. I had found my original purpose again. My dream, I would fulfill it myself. Maybe my eyes were too calm when I looked at him, because Marcus seemed even

'Strangers Killing my lonely nights with strangers And when they leave, I go back to our song, I hold on I, I, oh I Hurts like heaven, lost in the sound Buzz-cut season like you're still around Can't unmiss you and I need you now Yeah, I, I, oh I, yeah' 'I'm so tired of love songs, tired of love songs Tired of love songs, tired of love Just wanna go home, wanna go home Wanna go home, whoa So tired of love songs, tired of love songs Tired of love songs, tired of love Just wanna go home, wanna go home Wanna go home, whoa' 'I'm so tired of love songs, tired of love songs (someone take me home) Tired of love songs, tired of love Just wanna go home, wanna go home ('cause I can't be alone)

But at least a home Where I am not worried Where I grow Where I say I have grown The will to survive The purpose of life Is to live So I will make a place To identify more With life That I am all Settled here On Earth I won’t go I won’t go Anymore Anymore A joy A pride A shinning pride Of a little home Well found on sight I call it home When I refuse to move I say no to go I say no to give it to any Nor you At every piece of that land My heart stiffed hold That’s a home Where I will live I won’t go Forget it I won’t go My hold over it It is just fit and firm I would now refuse To go Forever to live You make it strong I won’t go I won’t go Now I have a home I have a home ***** Rejoicing In pa

ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ sᴜɴ sʜɪɴᴇ ᴛɪʟʟ ɪ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ʟɪғᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɴ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ɪ ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ

“Isn’t anyone trying to find me won’t somebody come? Take me home, it’s a damn cold night trying to figure out this life won’t you take me by the hand, take me somewhere new, I don’t know who you are but, I’m with you, I’m with you.” “I'm looking for a place, I'm searching for a face is anybody here I know 'cause nothing's going right and everything's a mess, and no one likes to be alone, isn’t anyone tryin' to find me? Won't somebody come take me home? It's a damn cold night trying to figure out this life.”

Not because I fought for it. Not because I bore an heir. But because somewhere along the way, I became part of them. I close my eyes briefly, letting the peace of it wash over me. I don’t just belong here. I am needed here. I am cherished here And maybe for the first time since stepping into this complicated, beautiful world, I finally accept it too. We are home. And this time, I won't run from it.

Instantly, a wave of anger surged through me, igniting every nerve in my body. I faced him, and he stood there, unmoving. "Ace," I muttered, my voice low and dangerous, thick with irritation and rage. "What are you doing here?" I asked, the fury in my tone not wavering for a second. "This is my home you're standing in," he replied, his voice laced with both pride and an unmistakable hint of vengeance. "You realize we’re only here because of your stupid greed?" I spat, my voice dripping with irritation. The weight of it all pressed down on me, knowing we couldn't undo what had already been done.

It is their home. For a long time, he had always wanted to have a home. But he learned that it was not just some four cornered brick wall with a few windows, a door and a roof. A house is not just a home. A home is where you can dwell memories and feel a sense of belongingness. A home is family. And he finally found his. A place to call home. End.

He turns following her finger with his eyes to where I am already watching him. "So if by the time the bar closes And you feel like falling down I'll carry you home Tonight."

I've always been clingy. Even when I'm asleep, I like having someone close. However, I end up with Dylan Ladner, a man who seems completely incapable of affection. Everyone says we're all wrong for each other. What they don't know is that Dylan is even clingier than I am. Whenever I'm fast asleep, he drops the cold act and whispers in my ear, "Babe, you're so cute. Give me a kiss." I'm usually too sleepy to respond. Then one night, a nightmare startles me awake, and I hear him murmuring those same sweet words again. My heart softens, and I reach for him. That's when I notice the earbuds in his ears. He's on a call with someone else. I go completely still. I yank the cord out, and a wo