Heaven Can Wait Novels & Stories

He said, “I’m busy. I don’t have time.” Thinking of this, he somehow got restless. He pulled out his phone and typed a message. [Send me your address. I’ll pick you and Tyler up tomorrow.] He frowned, deleted it, and typed again. [Where are you and Tyler staying? I’ll come get you tomorrow.] He drew in a breath and pressed send. Sending failed. The soda can hit the floor with a loud clang. Matthew’s brow furrowed. He opened the company group chat in a hurry. He could not find it.

When the waiter came,he discussed something with him. "0kay,Sir.Your job will be done."The waiter assured him with a positive smile . Abhinav nodded ,a huge smile on his face too. Amaira staring outside through the window while waiting for Abhinav. All of a sudden,all the lights became dim ,music changed into a romantic one.Amaira got astonished at sudden changed of environment and gazed around with amusement. Just then she heard a familiar voice on the mike. "People say'Waiting is a waste of time.Sometime it's not a waste of time , especially if the thing you're waiting for is worth it."the voice said.

Worse, it happened because of his stupidity. "Let's pray to all the gods out there that he won't punish you for your stupid mistake, Levi." Nevea waited in the living area for Zach. Second, passed to minutes, and minutes changed to hours, yet there was no sign of Zach. Not even his shadow. She watched as the sky turned to tangerine, still waiting for him to emerge from the door. But her wish wasn't fruitful because he didn't come back even after the sun had set. That made her wonder how horrible the vision he saw was to the point of making him shake and escape from her.

Kaiser stepped back when a black moth flew past his nose and from that standpoint, he saw the break of dawn. "Stay asleep, my friend," he whispered against the forlorn atmosphere. Demise of crumbling anticipation, mayhap, yet not a demise he should be worrying. Soon enough, the news will reach Mr. Hunt and in no doubt, Scott would be isolated—yet again—such as before. A slow demise, truly. *** "Don't think too much about it," Christian cautiously whispered, trying to lift up his girlfriend's spirit, but his voice couldn't seem to reach her and it's understandable, so he decided to exit the bathroom and let her contemplate about the things that might help her get over what happened that night

Third Person POV At the Smith Group's charity banquet, Jason held Susan's hand and stood under the spotlight, basking in flattery. Suddenly, the screen went black, and a statement appeared on a red background. It was a divorce notice—Charlotte's request to formally sever all ties, issued through her lawyer. Next, a clear ultrasound scan was shown, accompanied by an audio recording. "Take her blood. She's tough, so she won't die from donating some blood." Jason's cold voice echoed through the speakers to every corner of the banquet hall.

It was strangely quiet in the confined space, so I tried to start a conversation to avoid awkwardness. "How about some music?" A rather melancholic tune started playing right then. 'Oh, can't you see it, baby? 'You've got me going crazy~ 'Wherever you go~ 'Whatever you do~ 'I will be right here waiting for you~' I was a little surprised that the frosty bigwig would be playing such a sentimental love song on loop. "I really didn't peg you for a fan, Mr. Graham."

Before I could even speak, a young woman's soft, sweet voice came through the phone. "Donna? The Don is in the shower. He's exhausted." "If you need him, try again tomorrow. I'm hanging up." "Wait, Chloe, let me talk to him… I…" But she hung up before I could finish. I refused to give up. Fighting the pain that threatened to pull me into unconsciousness, I dialed again. This time, I was met with a cold, mechanical tone. Lying on the enormous bed, I gasped in agony. A cold fear of death washed over me as tears slid silently down my face.

"Every day we wait is a day they know we found it." "Every day we wait is also a day Fen gets closer to tracing the reception. That trace is worth more than anything we'd get from kicking down a door three states east on a hunch." "It's not a hunch. It's a live drop with a laptop that's still logging transfers."

Shawn wanted so much to be somewhere else, but he knew that he would stay there, waiting for Danielle for a long while… She might stay out the whole night… “Come on, Danielle,” he said checking the street for a sign of her, “come back here and show me what else do you have in mind. Do it quick, because I need to go back to my wife.” After waiting a couple of hours, he picked up his cellphone to call Belle. Shawn had to hear her voice, if only for a second. He had to know that he didn’t lose her trust entirely. It didn’t matter if she would tell him to go straight to hell for what she thought he had done. All Shawn desperately wanted was to hear her, to know that even if angry, she was still

Love me like you do, love me like you do Love me like you do, love me like you do Touch me like you do, touch me like you do What are you waiting for? Love me like you do, love me like you do (like you do) Love me like you do, love me like you do (yeah) Touch me like you do, touch me like you do What are you waiting for? I'll let you set the pace 'Cause I'm not thinking straight My head spinning around, I can't see clear no more What are you waiting for? Love me like you do, love me like you do (like you do)