Three And A Half Years Novels & Stories

Every time, it was always me walking in full of hope before walking out alone with disappointment. It was as if a place that should have been all joy and smiles had only brought me endless negative feelings. First was the disappointment of not being able to get married before. Now, it was anger and hurt from being betrayed. For the past three years, all 17 attempts had ended in failure, but I stayed optimistic. I always believed that Tessa and I had plenty of time ahead of us, and that it was only a matter of time before we got married. But when I saw Kevin's video today, I felt something inside me break.

Three Months Long is a story set in Abuja, in predominantly two districts, Wuye and Jabi. Peter and Olivia are in love and want to have a future together. However, Olivia is older than Peter by a few years and already a graduate while Peter is still a freshman in the university . While Peter’s family is not perturbed about the difference in age and academics , Olivia’s family won't have any of it. Peter promises Olivia a forever love but will their love stand the stern test from their parents and the Nigerian society where it's expected for a man to be several years older than his partner? As the story unravels, love, fear, uncertainty, parental pressures determination, trust and values are

“ Three weeks? I allowed we had four. ” “ Timeline moved up. They need me there sooner. ” He sets down his encounter. Comes to sit beside me. Takes my hand. “ Okay. So we have three weeks rather than four. We’ll make them count. ” “ Amon, eighteen months. That’s — ” “ A long time. I know. But Sarah, we can do this. ” “ Can we? ” My voice breaks. “ We know each other. Three weeks together, also a year and a half apart? That’s insane. ”

Talon threw the remote, and it hit Topher on the forehead. "I feel there's something special about that girl," Ingrid whistled. "I'll be right back," she took off and rushed out of the room. "What was that about?" I looked at the twins and they shook their heads. "So how long had it been since you fuc... I mean mated?" Topher chose his words wisely. "Almost three and a half months," I sighed. "That's not so bad, that's like three and a half hours in human time," Talon chuckled.

I suspect they always will be. "Not since Mari and I were together at the marriage conference." Justin's eyebrows shoot up. "That's been what… eighteen months or so?" "Two years, three months." I surprise myself when a nervous giggle escapes. "What?" Santos says with a grin. "That's a long time. Can you blame me for counting?" I stifle more laughter with my hand and shake my head. "I don't blame you at all. I just think it's funny. You're such a stereotypical athlete still."

The hills were outside the window. Twenty-three years of a second life, building toward exactly this. Exactly this.

Four years later The Silver Moon Pack was more vibrant and bustling than ever, the pack's laughter and chatter echoing through the forest. Four years had passed since Kamila and her husbands, Dylan and Ryan, welcomed their triplets into the world. Their children, Aiden, Liam, and Elara, were now four years old, each one bursting with unique personality traits that made every day an adventure.

A year and a half since the wound closed. A year and a half of building and letters and satellites and Calla and Luna and Anya’s drawings and Dr. Osei’s paper and Lilith learning what fear felt like and Selene writing the honest account and Bram writing I am forty four years old and I did not know and Elena writing I knew when I was eight and Dara writing the supplement that came from her seven years and all of it. All of it in a year and a half. “It is not done,” I said.

"Thank you for asking. Thank you for not giving up. Thank you for waiting when I was gone." "Three years, two months, and fourteen days. And now we have forever." "Forever is a long time." "Not long enough." --- EROTIC CLIFFHANGER: He carries me to bed. Our bed. Our room. Our castle. Our forever. "I've waited three years for this," he says. "Three years, two months, and fourteen days. You said that already. At the ceremony." "Exactly. I've been counting. I've been waiting. I've been dreaming. I've been imagining this moment."

she replied making Eve smile wider. "You know what?.....how about you....spend more than three months?" "Huh?" Anna raised her eyebrows "Can I really?" "Mmhmm" Eve nodded feeling happy after seeing the excited look on the girl's face. "You're just 22 my dear, you are at the prime of your youth.....how about a year?. After one year you can prepare yourself and resume your duties" "I can really take a year off?."