Moments Later Novels & Stories

Me:😝 too late😴😴😴😴 Once the message was delivered I put the phone on vibrant and left it on my study table as I jumped on my bed to finally get some rest few minutes later I was fast asleep dreaming of what December would look like

The moments they had shared felt as fleeting as a passing breeze, leaving him yearning for more. Mia's gaze shifted to the clock, her expression indicating a sense of urgency. "And if we keep talking, we're going to be late," she reminded him, her voice gentle but firm. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • Approaching the pack's meeting room, Levi and Mia shared a fleeting moment of anticipation. They stood side by side, their hands momentarily brushing against each other, before Levi reached out and gently grasped the door handle.

"And that will be retaliated later on." I smirk. "Please." Mason retorts their earlier plea. Madison pouts harder. "Fine. Ten minutes." "Fucking kids." I swore as I was leaving. ****

The wedding planner had sent one final text message. [Miss Thorne, you have exactly ten minutes left.] I held down the audio button on my messaging application. My voice was completely flat, completely steady. "Cancel it."

I have been late before but this time I'm not. I mean who would have thought that after all the misfortunes; the heartache, the dramas and the battles could lead to this moment. In the end, the moon goddess still makes sure that the latecomers, like me, would never be left without a Mate, notwithstanding more battles to come in our way. "A Mate for the Latecomer"

- I said disappointedly into the phone - Leah? I understood! Wait for me near the path to the bench. Damn, you don't understand! Leah one minute. (Leah? I understand! Wait for me near the path to the bench. Damn, you don’t understand! Leah. One minute. - Approx.) - he rattled and fell silent, after a moment he repeated: - One minute. "One minute?" I suggested. - One minute, two minutes, - he spoke slowly and fell silent again. “One minute, two minutes,” she finally guessed.

She hoped she could get the Snowdrop by tonight with all her heart. In the room beside, Joanna crossed her legs and sat on the couch. Looking at L's message, scorn flashed across her eyes. Millie replied, "There's been a jam. I'm arriving in around 20 minutes." They replied quickly, "No need to hurry! I'll be waiting for you no matter what time you come?" Millie didn't reply. Rather, she began gaming on her phone. Joanna continued pacing. 20 minutes had passed but there was no sign of M.

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He grabbed a knife from the desk and lunged at them with a scream. "You always said you loved me! It's all lies!" His face twisted with hatred. "You helped me frame him once before! Why can't you do it again?" The next second, screams, shouts, and the crash of furniture erupted into a deafening cacophony. Blood covered the floor. Back at home, my adoptive father and I were making dinner when a sudden pain slammed into my chest so hard it nearly stole my breath. A text message appeared on my phone. [Julian, we're sorry. Please forgive us. If there's a next life, let us love you the right way.]

Holding nothing. Just looking at me with that familiar expression. "You said later," I said. "It's later." I looked at him. He looked back. Then I stepped aside. And let him in.