Romans & histoires There And Back Again A Hobbit's Tale

She forced a smile, though it appeared more strained than genuine. Remembering the resignation email she had ignored that morning, a wave of panic rose within her. After a moment of hesitation, she decided to call Kelly. "Hello?" There was a lot of background noise on the line. It sounded as if a family were gathered around the TV. Through the speaker, Beatrice could even hear a child's voice. "Mommy, the cartoon is about to start." "Alright," Kelly whispered in response. She seemed to move to a quieter spot. "Hi, Ms. Thorne. Is there something you need me to take care of?"

It was beautiful. "I have to get back at Magie and Olivia," Regina murmured. "What they did was outrageous and out of line. I have to show them that they shouldn't take me for granted and keep bothering me!" "And I have to avenge my mother's death and reclaim what that vile family stole from me," Atlas said firmly. "That's why I came back." Regina looked at Atlas and saw both pain and determination there. She reached out and smiled broadly. "Let's mess them up together!"

Theodore’s POV It was good to be back in Henosis. Back in a land where the magic made the air feel easier to breathe, like every inhale nourished me instead of just allowing me to survive. It was good to be back in the barn, surrounded by way more family than I knew what to do with. Back with the family who had my back even before they met me instead of the family I had to kill to protect those I loved. Back in a land with a variety of dishes featuring boren mushrooms.

Ten Years Later – Manhattan, New York Her heels made a steady, repeating sound on the marble floor, like a ticking clock. Natalia Cruz didn’t stop or hesitate, even when the security guard at Carrington Global looked up with surprise. Of course, he recognized her name on the visitor list—after all, she was a well-known lawyer this year. But what he didn’t know, what no one here knew, was that she wasn’t just here for justice. She had unfinished business. And a secret she’d kept hidden for ten years.

Yorna says, smiling gently. Did I hit my head? ‘I think so… why is there so much gold? If he wanted to gift us, he should gift us his lollipop with a pretty bow wrapped around it, all for me to unwrap…’ Shayara purrs sleepily. She’s still pretty tired, and I internally chuckle at that. “So Agnarr is back?” I ask. “Yes, My Queen, he returned last night, and there was a miracle. The gods have not abandoned us.” Hirelda smiles as she looks outside, and I’m surprised to see that it’s not as smog-filled as usual.

“I’ll carry you on my back.” He turned around, offering his back for her to climb. But then— KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK. The shack rattled. A man’s voice boomed: “Open up!” “We’re from the castle!” From the castle? It did sound familiar. Gguk froze, breath trapped in his throat. The king? Did he send them?

Even from my seat I could feel the faint warmth rolling off it. “It’s firestone,” Thorin said, suddenly shy for the first time all day. “From our mountain. It stays warm, always. And it glows a little, when it gets dark.” He paused, then finished quietly, “So you won’t ever be afraid of the dark.” My heart performed a maneuver I chose not to examine. Across the table, Ciera was carefully studying her plate with the smile of a mother who had absolutely helped pick the stone but would deny it under oath.

Zia asked thoughtfully. “Yep. That's him.” Zia leaned forward, watching him say something as he smiled briefly at the camera. Her brows lifted, wondering where she had seen him before. But he seemed like a popular figure. So she would surely know if she’d ever met him. “You are finally back in town after five years abroad, Mr. Hawkins.” A male reporter’s voice in the background pointed out curiously. “What brings you back to Allora? Are you here for business? Or for the ladies?”

MORGAN'S POV I hadn't expected a mini party when I came back. Confetti exploded in the air, colorful bits of paper and glitter all littered on the floor. A loud should of "Welcome back!" Rang through the air, and I couldn't help the small smile on my lips. "Thank you, everyone," I said, scanning the faces of my workers. They looked happy to see me, and while I didn't understand that, I was glad. "Miss Rosewood! You're back!"

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.