Wait 1000 Years Novels & Stories

Malek murmured. "A full circle," I said. "No erasure." I glanced east, where the first wolf kept watching. "Something that doesn’t want erasure," Rhydian said. "Something waiting four hundred years for it to end," Soren said. My phone buzzed again. Same number. Three words: We've been waiting.

To put these maelstrom of emotions to expression. Expression of longing. Even if Kenneth left me high and dry I will still wait for him. Miracles do exist after all. I’m alive. Maybe he is too. If I’ll just wait for him he will come to wrap his arms around me again. I’m a good girl. I spent fourteen years waiting for my Aunt to see me as another human being – not a tool. Though it didn’t happen, patiently waiting gave me Kenneth. Maybe it will bring him back someday. I just need to wait. Another fourteen years? Twenty? Fifty? Years won't matter. Time is irrelevant. As long as I could have him back I'm willing to do anything.

1 Year Later Sicily, Italy Arthur woke up in the morning. He was looking at the sleeping figure of Sylvia beside him. Her milky white skin was peeping through the duvet. Tucking the golden strand of hair behind her ears, he rested his back on the headboard. It's been one year since he married Sylvia. As per his promise to his sister Myra, he didn't keep Sylvia waiting anymore. She was the only person who held him tight during the most vulnerable situation. She had gone through a rough patch because of his uncertainty. But Myra was right about Sylvia. She is the best for him.

"You won't die. We've offered a high reward to find a matching donor. Olivia may be selfish for refusing, but we won't let you die." Even Dad, usually unreadable, had red, tear-filled eyes. And Ethan, the ruthless and decisive head of a mafia family, also had tears in his eyes. They were all grieving Lily's death, a death that hadn't even happened yet. Meanwhile, no one seemed to notice my own impending demise. I bit my lip. And then, to prove my sincerity, I took out my phone and recorded a video. "July 26, 2025. I, Olivia Larson, voluntarily donate my kidney to Lily Larson. No one forced or pressured me. This is my genuine choice."

The dragon added. "Please, don't tell me you carried such a grudge on you for more than 10,000 years." Lupercalus snorted, but it still came out like a deep growl. "10,001 days, today adds one extra day to the 10,000 years or more. You said you would come for me and I waited for days, years. I was asleep but I know when each day ends Lupercalus, so where were you and the others during those times?"

Unknown time until everything changes. The countdown has begun.

There was no scientific proof that the designs were indicative of the relationship but some old-school scholars believed so. Schuyler’s mark had only come to life when he was almost twelve, but Vienna was not worried much. It was not uncommon for the soulmate mark to appear this late in life although maximum age-gap between the soulmates was rarely more than five years. It was known as the delayed reaction and was not really unusual. All she wanted was her son to have a complete and happy life.

Susan seemed eager to assert her dominance as the lady of the house. She instructed the maid to get rid of all the flowers in the garden. Charlotte had grown those wisteria flowers for three years. They were expensive, and she had spent a lot of effort caring for them. When Jason returned home, he saw the mess in the garden and Susan, who was ordering the maids to plant tacky red roses. At that moment, the image of Charlotte wearing a cotton-linen dress and trimming the plants in the garden flashed through his mind.

"Give me three years." "THREE YEARS?! THAT'S TOO LONG!" "Isn't the sweetest wine is a hundred years old?" Evander revolted "So you're telling us to wait for a hundred years?! how----" "Three years. and we'll give him the best revenge the world has yet to see." She interrupted his disapproval with a wicked smile. ".... how can we be so sure that it will work?"

“Oh no, I can’t go back. My Xuxa, I can’t see you again.” Seeing his reaction, James reassured him, “You can go back at any time if you want to. I’ll only give you guidance for one epoch. During this time, your progress will depend on your own boons.” Upon hearing this, Stephen stood up, looking puzzled, and asked, “How long is one epoch?” James explained, “Forty-nine billion years.” “Ahhh...” Stephen was petrified. “Forty-nine... billion years? Can I live that long?”