Long Awaited Feelings Novels & Stories

I had watched so many videos just to learn how to do it the perfect way. I was waiting for the right time—waiting until I turned twenty-one—but soon realized I couldn’t wait any longer. I loved him so much that just the thought of waiting more months without being touched by him made my whole body heat up. I wanted him so badly, and that day felt perfect.

He longed for her presence, for the opportunity to face this pivotal moment together. But as the minutes turned into hours, Leslie's hope waned. The weight of uncertainty bore down on him, leaving him feeling suspended in a state of limbo. He contemplated the significance of this moment and the ramifications it could have on his life and the lives of those involved. In the quiet waiting room, Leslie's mind swirled with questions, doubts, and a profound sense of longing for answers. He yearned for resolution, for the truth that would bring clarity and guide his path forward. Leslie looked at his time, Emma was about two hours late, he dialled her number but it wasn't connecting.

Making Letta smile as she walked, followed by Sean. "Yes, I have felt a liking, maybe love. I never wanted to take my eyes off him when we were together, and I always missed him and wanted to meet him when we were apart. I was always nervous waiting for his messages. And I also felt something tickling in my stomach when waiting for him to come. I think that's what you call the liking you mean. If you're experiencing that, maybe you do like me," Letta said, smiling, making Sean nod his head.

Like time had become something I could hold only if I stopped pretending there would always be more of it later. Later. I hated that word now. ‘Soon’ had nearly ruined me once. ‘Later’ was its twin. I had spent years waiting for the perfect moment with Keiran. Waiting for him to claim me. Waiting for the day love would become brave enough. Waiting for pain to end because someone promised it would. I had given too much of my life to waiting. I would not give my love with Ronan to waiting too. My heart began to beat harder. Ronan felt the shift in me. I knew he did, because his eyes sharpened slightly, not with alarm, but with awareness.

She sat in the quiet media center and felt a sudden rush of conflicting feelings hit her all at once—pure happiness for him, the heavy knowledge that his future was becoming completely real, and the realization that April was no longer just a distant, abstract idea. "Dante," she said, her voice softening. "Yeah." "That's everything you've been working for." "Yeah." A pause. "It feels strange, though. I thought it would feel different." "Like what?" "Bigger. Louder." He was quiet for a moment, and she could hear the distant sound of wind passing over the microphone. "It just feels real. Like something that was always going to happen has finally decided to show up." She understood that perfect

My brows furrow as I watch him, a knot of unease tightening in my gut. A wave of emotions crashes over me – anger, confusion, and a yearning so intense it takes my breath away. But above all, it's the longing that steals the show. Seeing him after so long… My pulse quickens, a frantic drumbeat against my ears. Every muscle in my body tenses, caught between the urge to lash out and the desperate yearning to reach out to him.

So the first one was kind of a one-time thing and thank god for that. On top of that, it's been three agonizing weeks of waiting for Xavier to tell her that he's ready. She feels a bit selfish for wishing that it wouldn't take him so long to give her a proper response but she can't help feeling uneasy whenever she's around him. It also doesn't help that he feels so strongly, albeit against her will, towards another guy while waiting for him.

“Become mine, Lilliana, and I’ll give you everything.” My breathing became shallow, ragged. My entire body felt hot, electric, every nerve standing on end. But it wasn’t out of fear. No. It was something else entirely. It was anticipation. It was longing. It was that burning, golden feeling I had only read about in books—only dreamed about in fantasies I never dared speak out loud.

The longing for his presence, the desire to hear those cherished words of commitment echoed in my heart, filling me with hope and uncertainty in equal measure. For so long, I had waited for Aaron's return, keeping my heart steadfastly devoted to him. The years of separation had only deepened my feelings, leaving me with an unwavering determination to make him mine and to finally embrace the love I had yearned for since the day he left the country.

It mirrored my own hunger, a shared longing for a future brimming with love and desire. Our breaths mingled, and the air crackled with an electricity that only heightened our longing. I could feel the anticipation pulsing, a subtle tremor coursing through our intertwined fingers. The world awaited us, but in that moment, there was only us—two souls bound by an unbreakable bond.