Spider Man Wait Novels & Stories

(Author’s POV) Ruby remained trapped in darkness long after the mysterious man left the room. The warmth of his touch still lingered on her cold fingers. His voice echoed repeatedly inside her mind, ‘I’ve loved you for five years. I’ll wait’. Her heart still fluttered uncontrollably remembering the tenderness in his tone. Everything felt unreal. Just moments ago, she had awakened to the horrifying truth that she had been unconscious for two years. Before she could even process that shock, an unknown man had entered her darkness like warmth in winter and confessed feelings so deep they made her chest ache.

The table was set with exquisite silverware and fresh flowers. It was the kind of fussy display Elara had always hated, but it was the "lady of the house" life Chloe had always dreamed of. I walked slowly to the head of the table and slammed a thick file folder down. The silverware clattered from the impact. "Do you know what this is?" "I don't know what you're talking about..." "Open it." She hesitantly broke the seal. The first photo slid out, a surveillance screenshot of her cousin Lisa buying a prepaid phone at a convenience store in Queens.

Since I was mostly sure that Neil was my online boyfriend, the priority was to find out if he was really two-timing—and who on earth 'babe' was. After all, what if I was just being paranoid? Soon, he sent another message. [By the way, your favorite brand just launched a new series. Which one do you like? I'll wear it!] I looked at the photos attached and picked a black needle knit sweater with a label over the chest—the type one could recognize in public right away.

She had it all, the looks and the body. My eyes were stuck on her as she walked towards us, and I didn’t realize I was gawking until Clara elbowed me in the ribs. “I’m so eager to find out why everyone’s talking about Spider-Man Homecoming. The ratings are insane,” Anthony said, powering the TV on, and turning off the light, giving us the cinematic view with the wide HD TV. As we settled into the sofa, Beatrice sat between me and Anthony, and Clara sat beside Anthony.