Wait And Hope Dramione Novels & Stories

she replied with a stutter and with that she turned around and dashed out of my office. **** 8:00pm “Do you think she would come??,” Daphne asked turning to glance at me, I exhaled deeply and looked down at my wrist watch, we have been waiting for the past one hour and she hadn’t showed up. “I really hoped that she would come,” I muttered in reply, Damon exhaled deeply as he picked up his phone and looked in it, “It’s getting quite late, I think we should start heading back now,” he said looking between the two of us.

"Breakfast is ready. And Luna called. Hope is visiting today. The God version. She wants to see you." I sit up. "Hope is coming? Why?" "She didn't say." Damon shrugs. "Just said she needs to talk to you. All of us. About something important." Worry creeps in. "Something important meaning something bad?" "Unknown." Damon moves to the bed. Sits beside me. "But we face it together. Whatever it is. As family. As now. As enough." I nod. Get dressed. Head downstairs. Find Zephyr and Erebus already there. Both looking at me with love. Both choosing me daily. Both here. Now. Present.

"Real progress. She's fighting her way back. I can feel it." The doctor nodded cautiously. "These are encouraging signs, but I wouldn't expect a full awakening for some time. Perhaps days. Perhaps longer." "Then I'll wait." Damon turned to me, his eyes bright with hope. "Sera, she's getting better. She's going to wake up. I can't miss it when she does." I knew what was coming before he said it. "I need to stay here. Just until she wakes up. I know it's asking a lot, but please, give me this. Give me this space."

Hours passed but nothing new happened. Ronin, Carmen and Diana still sat in the living room, waiting. Diana sighed and rubbed her temples. She knew Simon would do something about the situation, mostly because he always kept his word, and he had said that he would take care it, then she had no other reason but to believe him. But as the time slipped by, and nothing changed, she was starting to have doubts. What if he didn't make it in time? What if Ryan woke up and came downstairs? What if these men lost their patience and decided to shoot someone? Diana shuddered. She couldn't let that happen. She wouldn't be able to live with herself.

Sarah, exhausted yet determined, stayed by Damon’s side, guiding him when his mind raced too fast, grounding him when the tension threatened to overwhelm. Finally, they were ready. The bait was in place, and the surveillance network stretched like a web throughout the building. Damon paced the room, his mind a battlefield of strategy, trust, and doubt. Maya watched silently from the corner, her sharp eyes tracking everyone’s movements, reading intentions like an open book. “It’s time,” Damon said, his voice low but commanding. They waited, the hours stretching long. Midnight came, then past one, and still the mole had not taken the bait. Every minute that passed was a dagger of anticipation.

But he didn’t even see me for once. I was waiting for him for weeks, but every night I slept alone and he didn’t even come to see me. I couldn’t step on the main part of the mansion with the thought of angering him, and he didn’t come to see me. I was getting bored and anxious too while waiting for him. But only the face of the maid who was appointed to serve me was the person I get to see. Almost a month passed when I started to lose hope, Damien show me his face.

The moment I sat down, a waitress appeared beside me with a glass of whiskey on ice. Right on cue. I lifted the glass and took a slow sip. “Oh… you’re here.” Dan suddenly rushed into the room, looking slightly nervous. “I wasn’t expecting you until Friday.” “Well,” I said calmly as I took another sip of my drink, “today must be your lucky day.” Dan forced a laugh. “Of course. I’ll bring your dancer immediately, Draco.” He quickly disappeared again. I shook my head and finished the rest of the whiskey in one swallow. You’re probably wondering why people call me The Draco.

Monica's eyes glowed with excitement, her heart leapt with joy, as she stared in shock, Sly's eyes travelling irritatingly around the Intensive care unit. She hurried out of the door to call Doctor Kim. This is what she had been waiting for but it rather seemed like a dream to her. Either way, she didn't want to wake up if it indeed was a dream.

“That’s right! My sister is the best! I’m her number-one fan! Wait, no! I’m her number two fan. Mr. Cedric is the first!” Hope’s tweet set the internet abuzz again. Maia saw the tweet as she was on the way to the hospital. She quickly sent a text to Hope. “I think you have too much time on your hands.” Hope replied, “I wish you would assign jobs for me as soon as possible. I feel bad just staying home! I want to earn more money!” Maia could already imagine Hope rolling on her bed begging for Maia to get her new jobs. Maia replied to Hope’s text and reminded her to attend a meeting. “Don’t worry. The Gorgeous Detective will resume filming soon. The meeting for the drama will be held tomorrow.

Day One. We found shelter in an abandoned ski lodge. Remote. Cold. Empty. Nobody spoke much. We all watched our phones. Waiting for messages from Hope. Waiting for anything. Nothing came. Damien paced. Back and forth. Like a caged animal. "This is wrong. We should go now. We should break her out now. Not wait. Not trust government promises." "She asked us to wait," I said. "She has a plan." "She is nine years old! What plan could she possibly have against entire government facility?"