Novel & Cerita He Comes Next

I muttered. “Patience, my love” I snorted despite myself. “Fine. I’ll wait.” He kissed my forehead and walked away. “I have to get things prepared for tomorrow.” He said, “It will be absolutely amazing and I am looking forward to your speech.” “My speech?” I asked in confusion. “Yes,” he replied, “You are introducing Requiem yourself.” “What?” “Goodluck.” He didn’t even give me a chance to probe further, as he was already out of the house.

He moves His lips as He lay out the plan, yet they both only have the right to hear it, as the grand next stage is about to begin. “Now, am I clear?”

His voice was flat and calm, but his hands were shaking. Rachel was standing a few steps behind him. Her sweet smile was nowhere to be seen. I approached the grave and crouched to remove some of the weeds. "You wanted to see Queenie." Then, I stood up and turned around. My eyes were on Charles, my face blank. I didn't push my hair away even when the wind blew it into my face. I kept staring at him as I said, "Here she is."

Hunter stood in front of me, but he looked different. Powerful. His black hair was longer, and he was dressed as a dark prince. His tunic was covered in black gems with a black satin slash draping across his chest, paired with dress pants and boots. I couldn’t help but ogle because in this landscape, he was fucking gorgeous! He looks like a god! “Selene?” He asked, confused. “Why are you in my dream?” “I should be asking you that question since I’ve dreamt of this place for a while now.”

I asked, pulling out one earbud. “It is an invite,” he said, voice neutral. “To the game tomorrow. Quarterfinal match. Should be a real good one.” I blinked, hesitating for a second before taking it. His fingers brushed mine when I grabbed the card, for less than a second, and I hated that it made my chest tighten the way it did. “I would be glad to see you there,” he added quickly, like ripping off a bandage. And then he turned and left the room before I could respond.

He got up, grabbed a stool, and placed it next to him. "Babe," he said, "come sit beside me." My heart sank when I saw the cheap blue plastic stool. Everyone else had a proper chair, and there I was, stuck with something that looked straight out of a dollar store. Wayne came over and draped his arm around my shoulders, murmuring, "I'm sorry, babe. I never meant for you to be treated like this. You can take my seat." I gazed at the man I loved with all my heart and swallowed the bitterness rising within me.

Then he must be here for. Me!!.

“Seems only fair.” “Uhm, okay. My next day off isn’t until Friday. We can have it that evening.” “Sounds great,” he said, feeling the smile stuck on his face. He wasn’t the only one with a smile. Harry was grinning like an idiot. “You two are just too sweet,” he announced, sounding more excited than Trent was. “Down, Boy, down,” Christie shot back at him. “Yeah, you’re are the one crossing into weird now,” Mel told him with a laugh.

Is someone accompanying us? And then all doubts go into garbage as I see him stepping out of the car. "Dhruv Saxena." I narrow my eyes and sigh. Why????

“Transport will be there in ten minutes to move you and the boy to the next location.” “I’ll be ready,” he barked. “ … and I’ll need more painkillers and dressings.”