The Journey Back Book Novels & Stories

Once a secret existed, it would never truly disappear. It would not vanish. It simply waited quietly, reminding me of the line I once crossed, especially when everything seems stable. I agreed to her suggestion. My voice sounded normal. However, deep down, I knew something had changed. Whether we went on that trip or not, I could never return to the person I had been before. Yet, for the first time, I truly was not sure where the future would lead.

Back then, we had lamented that we could have stayed there instead had we not booked the hotel. So, I hurriedly suggested that we shouldn't rush to book anything yet. We could check out the area first. Then, I casually "discovered" the retreat. Sure enough, everyone preferred staying there, and we successfully avoided going to the old hotel from our previous life. This was Lionel's first time in a place like this, and he looked like a country bumpkin visiting a grand mansion. Seeing his simple-minded and somewhat foolish excitement made my heart swell with emotion. Lionel was my best friend. In my previous life, I woke from dreams filled with regret on countless nights. I regretted bringing

Yet now, just like her mother, she chose Luther over me. Leaning against the headboard, Luther smiled and picked Naomi up in his arms. "You're really my sweet girl, aren't you, Naomi?" Willow immediately stepped forward with concern. "How are you feeling? Is your head still spinning?" What a perfect picture of a family of three. A cold laugh escaped my throat as I shook my head, forcing down the dull ache in my chest. Once I picked up my ID and passport, I turned to leave. … After booking my flight, I stared at my phone. The screen showed a departure three days away. I looked up at the full moon hanging in the sky, and my thoughts began to drift.

"I told you I'd always come." He kissed me then—hard and desperate and full of everything we'd held inside for weeks. I kissed him back, holding onto him like he might disappear if I let go, like the stone might reform, like the Watcher might come back and take him again. But the Watcher was gone. The wolves were gone. And we were alive. --- The journey back to the Bozkurt camp took three days.

Hannah felt a little disappointed and was about to pull away, but the clock suddenly emitted a blinding white light. The next second, everything around her began moving backward as if someone had pressed the rewind button. Another flash of light appeared. Hannah instinctively closed her eyes. Once the light faded, she opened her eyes. She was back to when she was a freshman, and I was standing right in front of her. I was about to leave. "I'm leaving now. Don't forget–" Before I could finish my sentence, Hannah hugged me tightly. She nestled her head against my shoulder. Like a helpless child who had finally found someone to rely on, she suddenly burst into tears.

Diana asked the Helmrick siblings. “Well, Eric thought that anytime soon, we will be sucked into the past again.” “It doesn’t make sense. You did not even try to bring the book before, when we went to Belmont Mound, did you?” Diana said. “Well, I happened to bring it there… mysteriously,” Elise said. Until now, she could not recall bringing the book with them when they went to camp last year. Time flew by so fast. It was already summer again. Around the same time that Elise began to extremely experience and see things in her mind’s eye and had their first journey.

But with the support of the Council of Elders and the unwavering spirit of the city's inhabitants, he knew that they would face whatever challenges lay ahead together, bound by a bond that could never be broken. And as he set out once more into the unknown, the traveler carried with him the knowledge that the legacy of courage, determination, and unity that he had helped to build would endure long after he was gone, a beacon of hope in the darkness that threatened to consume them all. Chapter 23: The Return Months had passed since the traveler's departure from the city, and as he journeyed through distant lands, his thoughts often turned to the place he had come to think of as home. With eac

If I hadn't stopped Manav, maybe the little child would have been injured. "I remember this incident. The little boy was injured because he was hit by a car; today it was the same. The incident almost happened again. That little boy and his clothes were the same. Is it true that I went back to the past? Did God really give me a second chance?" I kept thinking about everything that was happening, and there was one thing I could do: go to the hospital and have my womb checked. "Let's go to the hospital first," I said to Manav.

he said impatiently. Soon, they arrived back at the Linnus residence. As soon as he got out of the car, Dad stormed into the living room angrily. When he saw Aunt Caroline kneeling on the ground and crying uncontrollably, he stopped abruptly. In front of her lay my body, so rotted that it was almost unrecognizable.

I had no choice, I had to listen to Jesse, I had to follow his advice, as we turned back, as we headed home, as we returned to our pack. The journey was long, the ride was silent, the atmosphere was heavy, as we traveled back, as we reflected on our failure, as we wondered what to do next. I was lost in thought, I was consumed by worry, I was driven by determination, as I rode, as I thought, as I planned. I would get Ava back, I would rescue her, I would save her, no matter what. I would move heaven and earth, I would tear down mountains, I would burn forests, to get her back, to bring her home, to keep her safe.