Wait 1000 Years Novels & Stories

Fate. They call it destiny or kismet. A time comes in life when there's so much happiness that getting something more than what you expected felt surreal, a figment of imagination. As if just the deepest yearning dream of yours comes alive. Your ear rings with a constant numbing feeling of the words that you yearned to hear for years. The words that now repeat in your head like a mantra of lullaby. Calming and serene. Then denial and disbelief kicked in. Questions raking one after the other. It was impossible but then again nothing was impossible for God. When with all your will you try to wake up from the blissful dream but nothing happens.

That’s called the rule of the doctoral stability of being single. “Two years. “ I don’t know why I answered Kent’s question, I really shouldn’t talk about my sex life in front of my student, but it’s winter break and close to Christmas. I am so lonely so I did it anyway. “To answer your question, I have been abstinent for two years.” “That’s ridiculous!” His pretty face in shock. “How come anyone didn’t fuck you in two years? Are they blind? You are so hot! ” He sits up from my thighs and cups my face with his palm, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He gave me a hooded scrutiny and added, “They brought our food—” “Oh, I thought we were going to be handling that—” I replied. “We sure will. I suppose this is just for tonight. I hope they will be kind enough to make us breakfast tomorrow morning cos I doubt we will have time for more than a cup of coffee. I heard we have 200 patients waiting already…" "Two hundred?!" "I told you so, Doctor Roberts. Welcome to ‘work-till-you-drop Villesville’," he replied. I chuckled. "Join me. The water is pretty cool."

"Mark, ten years. Every damn second of those ten years—when didn't she love you? Tell me that. How do you even deserve—how do you deserve someone like Jenna loving you that long?" She didn't wait for an answer. Just shoved him out of the bar. Outside, the neon lights hit like prison bars—sharp, cold, and closing in. He couldn't even see his love anymore. That's when it hit him. Ten years married, and not once had he really talked to Jenna. Not once. Every moment was her trying not to upset him. Her breaking down behind a locked door so he wouldn't hear her cry. Mandy's voice wouldn't stop ringing in his head.

"It will take you about ten years to appear one year older." "Ten years?" I cried, unable to keep my voice low. That couldn't be true, not in a million years. It wasn't just abnormal, but it was out of the world abnormal. What if people notice that I hardly age? Saying that I'm a vegetarian isn't a good lie either. Gosh, this is a pure nightmare. ~*~

“And then you have to wait for it to cook.” Alice leaned forward eagerly. “How long?” Before I could answer— Jason spoke. “How long?” His tone was different. Calmer. Lower. He wasn’t looking at the kids. He was looking straight at me. Eyebrows slightly raised. Waiting. My stomach twisted. I snapped my fingers lightly as if calculating. “Well… I think at least two years.” The children groaned in unison. “Two years?!” Alice protested. “That’s forever!” Alex frowned thoughtfully.

If Dylan insists on keeping me in the sea for 10,000 years, if Dylan can really let me live for 10,000 years, then I will never see anyone on land again. Francis, Julian, and Elroy, they'll live another 800 years at best, and Caleb, Carolina, Brandon, and Austin, they'll live another 80 years at best. Probably, the last time I met with them may be goodbye forever. In this sad mood, I found that I didn't hate Brandon and Austin all that much. In the time dimension of 10,000 years, 80 years seems so short, so short as to be negligible. I don't want to be stuck alone in my hatred of them for 10,000 years after they're all dead. That would turn me into a pathetic monster as stubborn as Dylan.

~04~ It’s been ten years. Ten fucking torturous years of agonizing wait, and then last… the Moon Goddess decided to bless me with a mate. Fucking finally. He thought to himself. His happiness could not be measured by any weight scale in the whole universe. He had waited for her and yearned for her when he didn’t even know she existed or what she looked like.

He was immovable for a long time. But the man let him be and calmly waited for him in silence and in peace. One year. Two years. 10 100 1,000 1,000,000 10,000,000,000. After 10 billion years of inert waiting, the fat god finally opened his eyes and stood to face the man and said. "Thank you for your kindness and patience, brother," the fat god addressed the man as if they were longtime friends who saw each other after many years of separation.

Ifenna looked away and didn't say a word. Fifty-five seconds passed. "If seventy-nine thousand, two hundred seconds make up a day," Ifunanya said, staring at the wall," then it means, it will take roughly ten thousand days for about seven hundred and two million seconds to pass. And ten thousand days is almost close to thirty years. So, we can basically say that it will take close to thirty-five years for you to tell my sister that you love her a billion times. And that will only work out if you tell her that you love her every second which is nearly impossible since you must sleep, eat and go to work."