The Book Waiting Novels & Stories

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It sounded like the sound of pages turning, and it was getting louder. I turned to see what was making the noise, and that's when I saw it. A massive, ancient book was standing on a pedestal, its pages turning rapidly as if blown by an invisible wind. Arachne's eyes seemed to gleam with excitement. "The Book of Secrets," she said. "It holds the knowledge of the ages. And it's been waiting for you, Lila." I felt a surge of wonder and awe. The Book of Secrets? What secrets did it hold? And why was it waiting for me?

I was not even able to tell Milo where I will be waiting later. When I reached the parking lot, Milo was not there yet although it was already getting a little dark. I waited and waited and waited as I kept kicking the ground with my foot. I kept glancing back and forth to the gates every single time a car comes in, but it was not Milo’s. I grasped my books closed to my breasts and inwardly prayed for Milo to come as soon as possible because I did not really like waiting alone in their parking lot.

He thought: the bench has been waiting since Ellie drew it. He thought about all the honest elements waiting — the corner step and the kitchen hatch and the corridor sill in the school and all the honest elements in all the honest rooms still waiting for the attending bodies that would confirm them. He thought about the waiting as the preparation — the room waiting for the person the way December waited for the light. He thought: the honest element waits without impatience. He thought: waiting is part of the preparation. He was glad. End of Chapter Two Hundred and Forty-Three

Every hand was folded for prayer, waiting for the good news. More than an hour passed, and Christian’s eyes were pinned to the emergency door. A continuous notification on his phone forced him to tear his eyes away from the door and pick up his phone lying next to him on the bench and it was notification and messages from Warren sending the articles of the smashing hit of the first part of their book, entering the bestsellers list in the first three days. “Chris!” Nikhil called him and he snapped back to the door. The doctor walked out and Christian rushed to him, holding his breath.

The place itself seemed to hold anticipation, as if the walls were listening, waiting, and knowing that something momentous was about to happen. Miranda lay on her bed, the Bible in her hands, her eyes scanning the lines with intense focus. Every word resonated with the beating of her heart, every page revealed a hidden web of meanings, messages embedded with the power to confront impending evils. The room, though silent, was filled with the quiet whispers of old books, the passing breeze through the windows, and the echo of footsteps that never ceased.

"Too many books. She'll be busy." Rolling my eyes, I hopped out of the car and waited for his ass to come out. Who knew Alina had a reader's meet in Bangalore and didn't even care to tell me until I checked her I*******m last night. She had blocked me and I had to make a new account to check it out. Good thing her account was public now. Settling my hair in a place, I locked the car and strolled inside the bookstore to find one corner of the store filled with chairs. Some of them were already occupied while the others were waiting for the readers.

ANISA. I blinked once, twice. Then squeezed my eyes tightly shut and waited. But as the stillness continued to stretch with each passing second, I knew nothing had happened. At least not yet. Maybe I need to wait a little longer first. So, I kept my eyes shut. Waiting. Waiting for a light, or perhaps, a certain flash that would indicate I had left the book and was back in my real world. I waited for any slight sign that would show the rejection had worked, and I had safely returned home.

Cela found herself sitting on the bench in the waiting shed where she used to hang out with Nate. Needless to say that her feeling of joy is overwhelming. The last time she was here was the day she received the paper from Lora. She went home full of excitement and anticipation for the next day. Lora followed her to the waiting shed. "Can I just have a few minutes?" Lora asked. "What is it?" Cela asked. "Well, first, I'd like to personally thank you for finishing the third book in such a short time," Lora started.

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