The General's Homecoming 소설 & 이야기

Quintus could not help but smile wickedly as he said, "You might not know this, but I have a distant cousin who just came back from the battlefield some time ago. I heard that he's a junior general, and our family will be hosting him when he returns in a couple of days. Do you think the Ballards would dare to do anything to us if our family has such relatives?" "A junior general? Is that true?" Jada's eyes lit up instantly when she heard that, as she knew what it meant to have a junior general as a relative. More important, she heard that junior generals were very strong, and they were far beyond that of ordinary people. Therefore, it was all but certain that the Ballards' guardians could ne

A gentle laugh came through the speaker. "You still remember." Her throat tightened. "I thought you were overseas." "I was." "You're back?" "I returned yesterday." She closed her eyes briefly. "So many things suddenly made sense." "You've discovered NovaGene." "I have." "And you've met Damien." Her eyes opened immediately. She looked toward Damien. He gave nothing away. "How do you know Damien?" Her grandfather chuckled softly. "We'll discuss that later." "Grandfather." His tone became more serious. "I need you to come home."

Loss Turns to Hope Upon Your Return - Episode 2 At the balcony landing, she noticed a gentleman who stood below. He was dressed in a dark coat and trousers. “Monsieur,” she greeted him and curtsied. A grave expression settled over his face. “You must be Fara. I am your uncle, Michel de Bellamont. You will be living with me now.”

I checked to be sure I had my house keys and locked the door as we stepped out. "Good afternoon Mr Ade." We greeted the gatekeeper in sync. "Afternoon o, how una dey?" (How are you people)? "We're fine. We want to quickly go to the mall. We'll be back soon." I informed him. "Okay, Ayo better take care of her well." He opened the pedestrian gate and we stepped out. "Will do sir." He tipped an imaginary hat. "E ma pe o." He called out after us. (Don't stay too long).

My dad had been a fan of what I’ve grown into, and he granted me a long vacation after an important smuggling cover job. Italy’s sunny days turned into an overcast drizzle in New York after many hours of the flight. As I landed, Alice and a bunch of my old American friends decided that they were throwing a party for my return. Champagne, cocktails, American junk food, a penthouse at my favorite mansion, they said, “Girl, you’re going to be spoiled so bad you never want to go back to Italy again.” That’s a good time, alright. We were laughing, drinking, dancing, talking to strangers, flirting with admirers and enjoying ourselves. Until Cicio Russo showed up.

*********************************** LIAM We just landed back in our quiet home town of South Carolina. Except the airport is anything but quiet right now. Reporters line the baggage claim and taxi area, snapping photos and asking personal questions. "No comment." I reply for the hundredth time, as I grab my duffle bag and sling it over my shoulder.

Two years Later... On the day of deployment Homecoming, the sun rose on the scene of soldiers getting ready to go home to their families, and the base was in an uproar. The chow hall was crowded with men and women chatting over the first meal of the day, and then it all went dead silent as the atmosphere changed, and everyone's eyes turned toward the doorway. "PSST," A soldier whispered to his friend. "It's Deathstroke and his guys... Why is he eating here again?"

She had seen it before on both men and women, directed at him like he was a legendary icon, someone to be admired from a distance. “Officers, I’d like you to meet my husband—” “General Clayton Bradford!” The previously silent officer cut in, unable to contain himself anymore. His voice carried a note of boyish excitement, like someone meeting his childhood superhero. “The youngest man to ever become a general in the country. Men in our profession look up to you. I never thought I’d meet you in person, Sir.” He added breathlessly. The scene had played out more times than Olivia could count. It didn’t matter where they were. Recognition followed Clayton everywhere.

On the morning of the second day, Kelen Enderson did not discuss with Johny Enderson and instead brought Belle Enderson to visit Old General. With the lesson from last time, Belle Enderson dressed very properly this time. But helplessly, the Old General shut their doors. The servants came out and told them, "The old general is not feeling well, and he doesn’t want to see guests for this period of time." The mother and daughter of the Enderson family returned home disappointed. Because they were in a bad mood, Belle Enderson made a huge fuss. Helpless, Kelen Enderson could only bring Belle Enderson to Enderson ’s Group to look for him.

Sarah The noise coming from downstairs ended up waking me up from my sleep. I went into the bathroom and did some morning routine after which I went downstairs in my pajamas only to meet the biggest shock of my life. The whole living room was filled with designer bags and there was no single space anywhere, “What's going on?” I asked one of the guys bringing in more bags, “These were all ordered by the General this morning” “Isn't it finished yet? Why are you guys bringing in more bags?”