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I said. "Yes." "Nine minutes," I said. He looked at me. "I know," he said. "Not twelve," I said. "No," he said. "Nine," I said. He looked at the ice pack. Something in his expression. The becoming. Completed. "Yes," he said. "Nine." I looked at the city. At the November morning. At the stable ground. At the model. At the one observation away. At the moment. At the pocket. At the white dress on the form.

Roughly 15 minutes. The countdown began…

He knew it was eleven minutes because he checked the time when he sat down and checked it once more because he was who he was, and the interval between the two checks was eleven minutes, which was the length of a board call that wasn't going well and also the length of his shortest recent morning briefing and also, it turned out, the length of time it took him to drink a third of a very good Malbec. Eleven minutes was not a long time. In the normal course of his life, eleven minutes passed without his noticing—the interval between one meeting and the next, the time it took to review a document, the duration of a phone call that he would forget as soon as he hung up. Eleven minutes was nothin

She knew it was honest. The second book was seventy pages into its first draft. The chapter on the long middle was the hardest chapter and it was going slowly and she was not rushing it. The second book would take two years, probably. She had two years. She had more than two years — Petra was right, the room was large. Darius read the seventy pages in a single evening. He said: "The chapter on the long middle is the best thing you've written." "It is not finished," she said.

Until I realize something… “Did Lily eat her lunch?” and I stare at the desk clock. It is already four pm. I once again pull my hair in frustration. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL ALPHA KING CHECKMATE Thank you so much! Want to hear your review! THANKS A LOT!

After several minutes of the whole healing and delivering, it was 11:59 already and we began to count. "10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!" ~•~ 2249 words!!! Does anyone have an aunt like Aunt Adeola and Aunt Erioluwa???? We are heading towards the end of this book, guys!!! Thanks for always supporting. VOTE AND COMMENT!❤️❤️❤️

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But minutes ticked into over an hour, and he still hadn’t shown up, and by this time I had already given in to my absolute hunger and wolfed down every single bite on the plate. The hours stretched on and I grew extremely bored just…sitting there and waiting. So I went into his library and got more books, as I’d finished up all the ones he got me. And on my way back, I tiptoed to his door and tried to peep in but his door was locked, so I dragged my sorry ass to the kitchen and grabbed a plate of ice cream. I was awake till 4. am going strong between incessant trips to the toilet and my struggle to finish the 500-paged novel I had grabbed from Damon’s library, and I think I gave into my favo

Mother has her faults— a lot of them, actually, but this restaurant is something good to admire her for. I pull my hoodie down even more, hoping that no one would recognize me or my scent. Although the way I smell must have been altered a bit, but still! Before I left the house, I had taken one of my favourite books with me to come and read over here. Fishing into my back pack, I brought it out. The Silent Twin by Caroline Mitchell. An old favourite. A waiter came to my table and stopped. “Ma’am?” “Ma’am? I’m sorry, but you have been here for over fifteen minutes. You cannot stay here for more than ten minutes without ordering a meal. Are you going to order something, please?” He asked polit

I assured her. "It's been seven years. Two thousand five hundred and twenty days, approximately. That's a whole lot of time" She muttered. "You must be really smart to have all that figure in your head. You lost me at two thousand" I mumbled but Alisa seemed to have heard me cause she chuckled. "So, what novel are you reading, princess? I hope you're not a romance freak" I tried to change the subject. She chuckled. "I wouldn't call it romance. The characters lack the drive and the very essence of the book is negligible. The writer seemed to have made sex the only purpose of the characters and even at that, the scenes are very disappointing. I wouldn't even call it erotica".