Miss Time Novels & Stories

he was the first to talk after picking the call Mom: how're you son?? Marcus: I'm fine Mom: I should have called earlier, but I just decided to give you time so you'll settle in. Marcus: Mom i I got here maybe thirty minutes ago, and if you ask me mom thirty minutes isn't enough time to settle in. Marcus already know his mom has something up her sleeve, that "giving you time to settle in" facade meant more. She laughed " you know it's late here already, I want to call you before I go to bed"

I don’t know what they are but they seem like great people. “Okay so how do we play house?” I asked excitedly. Saige opened her mouth but was interrupted when Bastian came around the corner to find me. Kaia finally came back to my side and Bastian gave me an apologetic look. “Sorry bud, I just got called in for an emergency at work. We need to call the park trip short today” I stomped my foot on the ground and groaned, “But I was about to be mates with Kaia!” I whined.

He should thank his stars that it was something important. "Sorry, I missed your call; I was busy at the office." I lied—well, it wasn't entirely a lie, since I was busy. "Oh, that's okay, you got my text?" "Yes, about that, when is it going down?" I asked. "It arrived a few minutes ago, but the clearing would be by 12-1 if they stick to schedule." "Thank you, I will be in touch." I heard him trying to say some words, but I wasn't prepared to listen to any of his gibberish. So I hung up.

She took a peek at the wall clock above her and realized that she had actually lost count of the time. It was already past dinner, and according to her assumption, desert should be served at that particular time. She wondered why her grandmother is yet to send for her when on a normal, she would have blast Alice’s head with reasons why she should never miss any of the food gathering, even if she is alone. Alice made her way to the adjoined bathroom in her room and cleaned her face. She then used a clean white towel to dab on the face before she changed into a pair of t-shirt and a mummy jeans before she headed for the dining area.

In three years, he had never once cooked for me. So that was what love looked like. I wiped my tears, hung up, grabbed my suitcase, and walked out the door. I didn’t look back—not at the apartment filled with happy memories that I had clung to for far too long. At the airport, just before boarding, I got a message from Lucien. “Mia, work ran late. I’m sorry. I can’t make it home for dinner. I’ll bring home your favorite mango mousse cake, okay?”

If yes, continue. Sir/Ma I am making a very BIG ANNOUNCEMENT on Monday by 3pm prompt to few people I respect and admire so much, and you are one of them. I am counting on you to be there to hear it in person. Sir would you make out time for me on Monday by 3pm? (Keep quiet and wait for answer). If no you respond... No problem sir. I was really counting on your presence. Bye If yes, That’s awesome sir. I knew I could always count on you. Thank for making out time for me. See you on Monday Bye.

Causing Aramina to smile. "Come, we have a movie to see," he said dragging her into the fog she was already getting used to. **************** “I'm sorry ma'am, this account has been frozen, you can't access it." The lady at the customer service said. Grace looked in shock, she had gotten so used to using the card that she had not bothered to know its source. "Ok. Thank you, can I have the card back?" "I'm sorry again ma, but we have to hold onto the card until the account issue is resolved. We will give you a call if you can drop your contact,"

[CAYDEN] My head is fucking spinning. And not the good kind. Is there even a good kind of spin? I woke up crying. I dreamt about my mom, although I couldn't even remember what it was about. Is it possible to miss someone you've never even met?

She sent a text to her friend on their group page. C: Why aren’t you here Maddison? I feel like I’m going to lose it. M: I managed to excuse myself, cramps are the new excuse. J: Tell me what’s going on, let’s make jest of these people. C: There’s a snotty man laying beside me. Expensive shoes and all that but no class. M: Take a picture!

“Mr. Maddox was pulled away at the last minute and won’t be in at all today.” “Oh,” I mumbled for lack of anything better to say. She looked horrified. “Can you come back tomorrow at the same time?” she asked, her voice hesitant. I sighed and nodded my head. “Sure, is everything okay?” I asked, genuinely concerned for him. She smiled. “He’s fine. Just one of those meetings that tend to pop up at least once a week. I’m truly sorry. I’m usually more on top of things. I don’t know how I missed it.”