The Long Road Home Novel Novels & Stories

Hearing that, Edward Crayon quickly gestured for the driver to get the hell out of that place before another car got to their back and the driver immediately did as he was asked and drove the car backward before finding a way to have a u-turn and drove away from the road that was undone. The new road was lonely and free. There were not more than two cars on the road and they were moving past them. There were only trees and trees on the side of the road, beautiful trees and plants. The lonely road felt long as Edward Crayon returned his gaze to the newspaper that he was reading. “How many minutes would it take for us to get home?” he asked the driver. “Thirty minutes remaining.” Thirty minute

Three years after my release from prison, I ran into my ex-wife in the presidential suite of the most exclusive hotel in Bayshore. It had been years since I last saw her. She was draped in a silk robe, radiating wealth. When she recognized me, something unreadable passed through Cecily Monroe's eyes. "On the day you got out, why didn't you wait for me to come pick you up?" I said nothing and handed over the takeout. Her gaze dropped to the scar on my wrist, and her breath caught. "I went too far with that. But you've always been tougher than Adrian. You can always get back on your feet." She was talking about what happened six years ago, when Adrian Burke was involved in a catastrophic

This was home. I pulled off the road, stopping for a moment to catch my breath. It had been just two hours on that dark, winding mountain road, but it felt like I’d been driving forever. My hands shook on the steering wheel, but I forced them steady. I was safe now. I was free. But my mind could erase Kael's words. There's no home. I burnt down your home. Crescent pack is your new home. My home. The walls I grew up in, the place that held every memory of my childhood. My chest tightened as I thought of it, my heart burning with the questions I hadn’t dared ask him. Had my brother been in there?

said Arka, opening the windshield and speaking quietly, glancing at her sister-in-law. Mona snorted in annoyance, and with all her might, she rode fast. As the road approached Arka's residence, the woman chose to use an alleyway to get home faster. A smile spread when the brother-in-law's car was not yet parked, Mona's hurried steps were seen, she opened the door and immediately sat on the sofa to catch her breath.

I stopped when I saw a familiar figure walking in the street while carrying a child while holding the mother’s hand. I suddenly felt my heart getting ripped into a million of pieces. Why is it always like this? “Hey, are you okay?” I heard Chadwick ask me but I was too busy to see my man walking with his own family. They looked like a real family. They looked really happy and suddenly, I am reminded of my role in this story. I am a home wrecker.

I drove home with the radio off. The streets were quiet the way they always were after midnight, the kind of quiet that made the inside of a car feel smaller than it was. I had the windows down slightly and the cold air came in. I let it, because it gave me something physical to focus on instead of the thing I was turning over in my head. I took the long way home without meaning to. I took the route that added ten minutes to the drive home and went past the park rather than through the shortcut by the industrial estate. I did not notice I had done it until I was already on the wrong road.

“He’s coming home.” And somewhere on the long, cold road between Blackthorn and the northern mountains, Hale Cross rode beneath a sky full of sharp winter stars, the scent of southern fear still clinging to the wind, already planning the day his mate would walk through those same doors and reclaim every piece of the life they had tried so hard to steal.

The truck groaned, its engine a ragged, dying cough. We pulled onto the road. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small, crumpled piece of paper. It was a drawing Leo had made in the nursery. A wolf. A moon. A house with a red door. I folded it up. I tucked it into my boot. "You got family down south?" the driver asked. I looked at my hands. They were empty. No rings. No scars that hadn't already begun to fade. "No," I said. "I’m starting a new book."

My sister, Nancy Wood, wanted to be the family's only child, so my mother had my name changed and handed my identification documents over to my grandmother. She even told me I had to pay for everything if I wanted to live under their roof. The change and coupons Nancy got from her shopping were the sole source of allowance I'd get. If she saved 30 dollars from her shopping trips, I would get 30 dollars next month. It was the last day for all students to enter their applications for college. I begged my sister to let me use her computer. She extended her hand. "You have to pay me 20 bucks." I fished all the money out of my pocket. I only had 19 dollars. So, I hastily blurted in a panic, "I

His shoulder suddenly felt light that night. That night he talk to his wife for hours although he had three weeks to stay with his wife and his children this time. They also talk about the capital and Zhan Yu . This time he comes to bring the Long family back to the capital . Those who wants to stay like the first uncle family members might just stay here . First uncle wants to stay because he is now the Calvary team commander. Everyone else in the Long family will have to go back to the capital . He also come to buy the food supplies for the Long family that should be enough for a year .