The Journey Back Book Novels & Stories

The simple fact that Alice is the one standing before me is enough to tell me that she conquered Drake on her own. The journey to come back to her was not easy. The worry for her was too much, combined with the worry that Carlos would not make it. Leaving Sahari behind might not be the best choice because I knew where she would go back to and who she would return to, but that was no matter to me. I just took one of the horses they left behind and went ahead. It was long and harrowing. But I made it back to Alice. I made it back to my family. Happiness was starting to peek through the clouds of despair for the first time seemingly in a long while. But now something is not right again.

Zayden's arm stayed around me. My children pressed their steady, warm, extraordinary existence against my palms. And somewhere behind us, Moonlight Pack was beginning the long process of understanding what it had become and what it was going to do with that understanding. And ahead of us, at the end of a road that was cold and long and entirely worth traveling, was home. I was going back to it. With grief in my chest and warmth in my blood and the most important things I had ever carried held inside me, moving forward.

Toward a home Thomas couldn't remember. Toward a family that had already decided they would wait as long as it took. Because some journeys... weren't about finding a place. They were about finding your way back to the people who never stopped waiting. To Be Continued...

She told him about her English teacher back home, how he’d helped her get into the creative writing program, and how the whole town had cheered when she finally got out of Florence—even if it was only for a little while. She didn’t notice at first, but with every bite she took, Chase watched her—curious, attentive. “So, do you plan on going back there?” he asked, pointing a fry toward the window, as if Florence was just on the other side of the glass. Gemma shrugged, swirling her straw in her iced coffee. “I’m really not sure yet. When I first got out here, I thought I’d want to turn around and go home. But now I’m determined to prove my brother wrong—and make him eat a bet he made with his

Chapter 138 ~ Back Home KYLIE'S POV It took us two days to return to the pack land. Each of us carried a relic in our backpack, a testament to the crazy journey we had embarked on. It was nighttime, so we were able to make it back to the pack house without being noticed. When we got there, we simultaneously made our way to Elijah's office to offload. "I'm hoping this will be our last adventure," Jason said as he set down his backpack with a groan.

A breeze rustled the leaves as if in answer. I smiled. He would not be lonely. His music and kindness would live on in countless beautiful melodies across the world. [Revenge mission complete. World line reshaped. Do you choose to return?] The long-forgotten system alert sounded. I stood and looked at Xavier’s smiling face on the tombstone one last time. “Goodbye, Xavier. Goodbye, this world.” Then, I said, “Yes.” … White light flashed, and I returned to the real world.

They seemed to exchange a few words, but from this distance I couldn’t hear much. When Samantha came back, her eyes sparkled like a general returning from victory. She took my hand again and led me out of Sean’s line of sight. We left behind all the darkness, shame, and heartbreak. Samantha walked faster and faster, practically dragging me into a half-run across the sand. The flowers in my arms scattered in the wind, drifting across the sky. When we finally stopped, Samantha’s face broke into a mischievous grin she always wore when her little schemes worked out.

' They'll wish we'd taken them out with a single bullet. I returned his smile, pulled my child closer, and walked back to the comfort of our home. It was not long before Derick and Jasmine were locked away. With the White family's 'special care,' their time in the slammer was a living nightmare. By the time Ayden turned 10 years old, the worn-out pair was released. Derick's first move as a free man was to divorce Jasmine and try to track down Ayden and me. Little did he know that I had taken Ayden and left for foreign shores a decade ago, back to the stronghold of our family.

A time when she lived inside their marriage like a guest. She waited for him, hoped, loved him quietly, then she left. And only after losing her did Dreston finally understand what she meant to him. The road back to each other was painful. But they found their way. Cassienne looked down at their daughter. “You came after all the trouble,” she whispered. The baby moved her small mouth. And Cassienne smiled through her tears. “You waited until your father woke up.” A weak voice came from across the room.

Pointing this marvel out to Rowan, he asked, “How did we manage it? Not only is it impossible, but we should be feeling the repercussions of traveling at warped speed. Yet, I feel fine.” “We moved at a normal and respectable speed,” Rowan informed him. “We simply traveled on an alternate vibration where time is not measured in the same way.” “It all looked the same,” Jasper said with confusion. “Of what I could make out, that is. We traveled so fast…”