Lie In Wait Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

“They’re doing everything they can.” Lily swayed. Aaron’s arm came around her waist instantly, firm and unyielding, holding her upright as the world tilted dangerously. “Can we see her?” Lily asked desperately. “I’m afraid not right now,” the nurse said. “You’ll need to wait here. A doctor will update you as soon as the surgery is complete.” Wait. The word felt cruel. They were directed to the waiting area, a wide room lined with identical plastic chairs that offered no comfort and no privacy. Lily sat stiffly, hands clenched in her lap, eyes locked on the double doors at the far end of the corridor.

Inside the car, the three men sat in silence, each wearing a different expression. Tim clenched his teeth and spoke in a low voice, “I never thought she could be that vicious… We were all fooled by her.” George’s gaze was icy. “I must’ve been blind to believe that she was different from other girls.” Liam stepped out of the car and walked toward me.

After putting fresh flowers down, I turned around and said with a raised brow, “Didn’t we agree that you’re getting Giselle’s company? I’m getting half its value in cash.” Displeased, Ceris leaned in and whispered in my ear. “But what if I want you to be mine in return?” I didn’t give an answer, neither agreeing nor declining. Whether I could commit to her was a question for another day. Life still went on. Tomorrow would be another day. Maybe one day, I might find the courage to give marriage another try. -END-

James ignored his ranting and simply sent a photo he had taken at Bruno's house. "Take a look. Is this by the artist you like? The name Aelia is wrapped in lilies in the corner… I remember you showing me that before. It looks exactly the same." Liam examined it closely and realized it was indeed as James had said. He knew all the paintings by Aelia, and he didn't remember this particular one. He started typing on his phone again. "Hey! Are you trying to steal my girlfriend? If you try anything funny, I'll tell your wife!"

“I should get ready for bed.” “Yeah,” I said lightly. “it's been a really long day and it's past 1am” She stood, started up the stairs, but paused halfway and looked back at me. “It was nice having you here.” I met her eyes. “You know I’ll always show up when you need me.” I waited till she disappeared up the stairs. The moment she was gone, everything inside me changed. Now it was time. I waited five minutes, which should have been enough for her to be in the shower or under the covers. Then I reached into my jacket and pulled out the small black pouch I’d hidden there.

The time ahead would be mine and mine alone. The End

Dominic sat in his car, waiting patiently, his hands on the wheels. He glanced at the time on his phone. It was half past seven. He had been here since half past six, almost an hour ago. In fact, he was very much aware of what time Maeve had pulled into the parking lot. He watched her climb out of her car, lock it and walk into the restaurant. That was almost forty five minutes ago. He knew how angry she would be if he was late and he purposely waited in his car just for that.

I'm fine" Betty retorted, "Have you started preparing for our outing?" Dave asked, "yeah," Betty retorted, "We have a lot to discuss, and I don't want you to let me down, I want yes for an answer," Dave said, "I don't know what you are up to with your questions," Betty said, "can you brief me just a little thing about your question," she asked, "If I brief you, It will no longer be a secret, just for a few hours, you will know what the question Is all about" Dave explained,

Nothing had been taken away but they had probably checked for hidden devices. I scanned the room for cameras. Finding none, I fetched a small phone from my coat. It was a dangerous thing to do, but there would be no way to communicate with the outside without it. On activating it, a row of messages from Vincenzo flooded in as I had expected that it would. “Don’t keep me waiting Jade. I want in, the moment you get in.” “Eyes and ears, Jade! Eyes and ears!” I smirked. It felt damn good making Vincenzo Russo wait. I contemplated sending an instant response to him, but a knock interrupted my thoughts. It was Kim. Mrs. Lopez had instructed her to fetch me.

At school, I had a nickname. They called me "Mister Wait-Your-Turn." I waited for the sneakers my brother had grown tired of, the backpack my sister thought was ugly, and the phones my parents had already cracked the screens of. Even when it came to taking a shower, I had to wait until everyone else was done. A week ago, Mom had promised me, "On the day of your college entrance exam, you won't have to wait your turn for the shower." So when I finally stumbled into the bathroom, drenched in sweat and smelling awful, I thought my turn had finally come. I was halfway through working up a lather when someone started pounding on the door. "Come out. Let your brother go in." My eyes stung,