Where You Belong Novels & Stories

Jason felt his head spin, like there was a thread connecting everything, pulling tight, but he couldn't see it clearly or make sense of it. He tapped into the rest of the video. On the screen, the woman standing there, bright and composed, was the same Diana who had spent over a decade curled against him, teasing, pouting, and living at his side. His phone slipped from his hand. Across the cracked screen, her radiant face overlapped with the girl in his memories. Back then, Diana had been young and fearless. Years ago, Gideon Hart came alone to Gunnerson to build his name. After he finally made it, he went back to bring his family, only to learn his wife had already died from illness and the

The whole world knew about the abandoned rink, about the begging, about the tears. And somehow, he was still standing. Sebastian pulled him close. "We're going to be okay." "We're going to be a meme." "We're going to be a meme and we're going to be okay." Damian laughed. It was tired and relieved and real. "Okay," Damian said. "Let's face the music." They got dressed. Made coffee. Turned on the news. Their faces were everywhere—on the screen, on the ticker, on the phones of millions of people.

*You don't belong here. The phrase had settled into the marrow of my bones, heavy, cold, and irrefutable. I looked down at the box in my arms. This was my boundary line. These white pages, the cheap toner scent, the stiff fabric of my mass-market blazer—this was my actual coordinates on the map. Jordan could talk about wanting the glitch when the doors were locked on the forty-second floor, but the second the sun came up, his life belonged to a shipping heiress who wore emerald silk like a birthright.

This city's gonna break my heart She's always gonna break your heart Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh She got a hold of me She got me wrapped 'round her finger She got a hold on me She got me wrapped 'round her finger This city's gonna break my heart (oh, yeah) This city's gonna love me then leave me alone (it's gonna love me then leave me alone) This city's got me chasing stars (oh) It's been a couple of months since I felt like I'm home Am I getting closer to knowing where I belong? This city's gonna break my heart (hey, yeah) She's always gonna break your heart

"You don't have to worry about anything your dad said, you're a grown-up woman now" "And you have people that love you for who you are" "Focus on the people that love you" "Like your Mom, your best friend Presley, your boyfriend what's his name now, Brett" "They all love you, you should focus on that" "Once you get back home, I want you to put all you heard behind you" "Pretend the conversation never existed, you'll be fine" "It hurts I know, I can never understand your pain, that's right!"

Have you ever felt you don't belong? Huh, Bella, I don't belong anywhere, but do you know what that means? You are free, you don't have to do what they do, if you want to get out of their bubble of delusions, you have to get out of yours first, it's suffering, I don't promise you it will be easy, no it won't be easy at all to be your true self, don't wear a mask every day that fits their party Or, you know, I also don't have to tell you what you should and shouldn't do. The only person who can do it is you, listen to yourself, that's all it takes.

She muttered with a sigh. "I can't believe that you survived from the lion's den. Congratulations but be careful next time," one of them said, and she chuckled. Lion den? Maybe it's a lion den to them. "Lion den?"she asked as she stared at them with a confused look on her face. "Yes you don't know what you just survived," one of them said, and the others nodded their heads in approval. Kathie chuckled lightly before remembering that she doesn't know the way to the coffee machine.

he said quietly. “I don’t feel like I belong anywhere.” He glanced down. “You do here.” I wanted to believe him.

He bent down and asked, “Miss Carraway, where are you going to have your dinner with that man? Knowing that he meant well, she looked into his limpid eyes and said with a smile, “Well, I’m not a millionaire, so we won’t be going anywhere too fancy. Maybe somewhere nearby. Uh, what do you think of the place, Unrestrained Heaven? It’s somewhere to the south of here.”

They need to take charge of their lives. My place is with Leo. I don’t belong here.