11 Minutes Novels & Stories

Smiling, she takes a long drink. Finally! Reaching down, I set my timer for 15 minutes. Now all I need to do is wait.

she told him, huffing. “That means you’ve lost 19 more minutes. Alright then, you’ll have just fifteen minutes of rest altogether, and we proceed. Congratulations,” Killian smilingly applauded, much to her disgruntlement. But she didn’t dare to complain. What if he deducted an extra 8 minutes? She wouldn’t risk it.

Ash's point of view You never realise how long a minute is until you wait for those seconds to slowly tick by, especially when those seconds could be something that will change your life forever. then times that minute by three and fuck that's a long time! I look at Anna as I hold her shaking hand in mine and whisper. "Breathe baby, ……." She takes a deep breath as we wait for those last agonising thirty seconds. "It's time, baby…." I whisper; she shuts her eyes, clutching my hand as she says.

Eleven hours forty-three minutes ….. "Wake up!" A loud commanding voice came with a solid kick to my stomach. I grunted, opening my eyes. What the fuck? My sight met the emotionless mask of my tormentor. I gasped loudly, hurriedly getting up on my feet like a scared kitten. My mind grew blank, forgetting where I was. Memories of stocked nightmares flashed before me. Beads of cold sweat trickled down my back, drawing a fine line on my spine. I inhaled deeply, calming my raising heart. "Jumpy aren't we kid?" asked the raspy voice of the masked man. I ignored him. A beeping sound came somewhere adding to my paranoia. I looked for the source of it and found it on my wrist. "Do you like your new

- I said disappointedly into the phone - Leah? I understood! Wait for me near the path to the bench. Damn, you don't understand! Leah one minute. (Leah? I understand! Wait for me near the path to the bench. Damn, you don’t understand! Leah. One minute. - Approx.) - he rattled and fell silent, after a moment he repeated: - One minute. "One minute?" I suggested. - One minute, two minutes, - he spoke slowly and fell silent again. “One minute, two minutes,” she finally guessed.

I said. The burner buzzed again new message. TWENTY-FOUR HOURS. I locked eyes with Adrian. “Good,” I said. “I only need twelve.” He almost smiled.

she said. Haden turned toward me. “We keep this short. No all-night stunts.” I nodded. “I’ll take the first cut.” Krav’s jaw flexed, but he didn’t argue. “Six minutes maximum,” he said. “No extensions. If we need a second run, we wait ten minutes before starting again.”

Odessa must be endured, love and pleasure. “20 minutes, Yx. I'm already there by a chopper. ” Si Tiverius. “20 minutes is fucking long. Make it 10. ” "You mean, make it impossible?" "Yes." It’s breathtaking and no complaints say yes on the other line. "9 minutes."

I huff, "But trust me here, It's mandatory!" He looks down at his watch and sighs, "3 hours 20 minutes and counting."

Frost looked at his watch and replied softly, "Just three minutes." Bianca widened her eyes in surprise and whispered, "No way!" She felt like it had been a long, long time. Frost started to explain enthusiastically, "Research abroad has found that 7-13 minutes is the ideal duration." Bianca looked inexplicably at Frost, who, though handsome, also had a kind of silliness about him.