14 Hundred Hours Romane & Geschichten

Axel The flight was fourteen hours. Fourteen hours of sitting in a leather seat at thirty thousand feet with nothing to do but stare at the clouds beneath me and think about every possible thing that could be happening to her while I was up here, being completely useless. I didn't sleep. Couldn't.

When he shakes his head no, it aches for my mate. “Our flight today is about ten hours.” Our pilot Mitch says before he tells us before he goes into the cockpit. “I’m sure you’re all in a hurry to get home. I need to get back to my mate and our new pup too, so I’ll make it as fast as possible.” “How many minutes is that?” Ghost asks. “Six hundred.” “Oh.” He sits and thinks for a moment. “How many seconds is that?” “Umm, thirty-six thousand.” “I can count that high. I’ve counted higher.”

For six months. One hundred eighty days. Each one an eternity.

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.

Ninety minutes. "Time to work," I said, and dove into the code.

It’s a shame they’re about to go dark. Twelve hours. Choose your empire… Or your daughter. Tick…tock....

“Uh, every day, why?” “What are your hours?” “What does this have to do with anything?” “Just answer the question.” “Usually, I’m here by 5:30 and stay until closing at 10.” “5:30 AM or PM?” I scoffed. “AM of course.” “So every day you are working fourteen plus hours? And then go home and stay up all night hacking? When do you sleep?” I sighed. “That’s only when I’m obsessively on a trail, you know, when I’m close to something.”

Audrey said pushing down the blame on Keith's mother. Keith dropped his phone and reached for his notepad. "How to make a woman fall madly in love with you in a hundred and twenty days," Keith read aloud and frowned. "Isn't that too long?" He thought as he calculated how many months make up the number of days. "You got to be kidding me, three months and a week," Keith asked but the article proved him wrong as he read it. He wrote down the key things he needed before moving to the next article.

120 hours, that was all it would take. Kate looked up at the sky, 119:53:42 shone in the blue of the afternoon. The time was enchanted across the sky, a magic that had been lent from another kingdom. The alpha's first bite ceased to be effective in 119 hours, 53 minutes, and 27, 26, 25 seconds. Kate counted down, grateful for each second that passed in their favor.