Wait And Hope Dramione Novels & Stories

The worst part is waiting, waiting for her to say no or yes. Two little words that will determine the way my life begins or ends. The thing is, I will wait for her even if it is forever because the best part of waiting is getting what I been waiting for and that is her. Damon ~”So what do you say my little bunny? Will you be the real Mrs Chase?” Skye ~”Mmm let me think about that.” She is tipping her index finger on the tip of her nose while sipping on her champagne.

If even a flicker of hope remained, she wouldn't have ended things so decisively. Her eyes reddened as Rosamund escorted her inside. Her phone kept buzzing nonstop with endless well-wishes. "Orson is total husband material. With a man like him, you'll be the happiest bride tomorrow." "Wishing you both a lifetime of love and happiness." "I've been rooting for you two since college. You made me believe in love again. Maude, you deserve all the happiness in the world." … Among the messages was one from Orson. "Honey, I'll be home by 8:00 pm. Please wait for me, okay?"

After that, she did something else, but I couldn't quite place my head around it. “I'll be right back, my Luna. Please be patient.” She said to me before disappearing into what looked like a lab. ★★ I sat on that chair, tapping my feet impatiently, while I waited for the doctor to show up. It's been thirty minutes since she walked into the lab, and she isn't back yet. Gosh! I was getting really impatient. I couldn't wait for her to be back. I want to know my fate once and for all. ‘Please don't disappoint me.’ I prayed silently to the moon goddess. ‘Please don't make me cry. I've had enough. Let this be true.’

He added as they kept laughing. They remembered how distraught, sad and heartbroken she looked and that made them extremely happy. Zora smiled wider at his words, "I look forward to that day." "So do I, but there's nothing you can do about it right now but wait." "I've already waited and I'm not tired of waiting." She smirked at him. ******* Damon paused, stopping at the door as his eyes caught sight of a maid sneaking inside the palace, her cheeks flushed and her hair tied up messily.

She couldn’t relax until he returned. She didn’t understand why she felt this way. Just the thought of Draco not coming home made her anxious—deeply worried, even. Luna decided to leave her room and wait for Draco in the living room. She couldn’t sleep until he came home. As she sat there, she finally saw Draco walk in. “Draco? You’re finally home.” Luna immediately hugged him tightly. Draco paused, surprised by Luna’s embrace. “Were you waiting for me?” he asked softly.

Fighting her was sure to find some new way to catch them. One thing we did was to dispense with the reports, as much as the royal family was always on top of it to know Hope's progress, we were evasive, never giving a very concrete answer, something like: she's improving, she's under control, she's over the trauma and other similar phrases. I'm excited, there are only two days left until the Festival of Dionysus and it will be the time just when Dylan will return, as much as I hate it, Hope invited Marcus and Lestat to participate as well.

I recalled his words and I sighed. "It's indeed a big day tomorrow," I thought. ****** Draco pov's I sat down impatiently waiting for Mr Don. "Why haven't we heard anything from Mr Don? it's mid night already," Salvatore said. "Calm down Salvatore, he'll call us anytime soon," Draco said. "That should better be true." "I'm done waiting, we can just call him, what's the need for waiting?" Salvatore asked. I took my phone and I dialed Mr Don's line, and he picked after the third ring and Salvatore moved closer so he'll be able to hear him properly.

‘I hope you’ll tell me when you are ready, and I hope to never meet my mate if I’m going to get tortured like this. ‘Maybe you’ll be lucky and your mate will be a werewolf or a witch or a human.’ He just sighs in response. I don’t push the conversation about mates further. Aiden has been looking for his mate for a while. It worries him that he hasn't met one, and he is starting to think that she might not exist. “Everyone is waiting in the conference room,” he pulls me out of my train of thought. “Right, I’ll be there in a minute, and we need to take the witches back. Diana probably misses home. She’s been here for a while.”

"It's been a month since she started taking that drug, but why is it taking so long for her to miscarry, Mom? I want to be with Elijah; I no longer want to endure hiding. I'm his fated mate. I need to become Luna." Fiona whispered her complaint to her mother as they stood on the hospital rooftop. Fernanda lit a cigarette in her hand and took a puff. After exhaling the smoke, she picked up her phone and glanced at the screen. It seemed she was waiting for a message from someone, and she smiled upon seeing a message from Calisto.

Darius held my gaze. “People wait for prophecies all the time, Rory. They wait for wars. They wait for rulers.” The realization hit me slowly. Painfully slowly. “You think he was waiting for me.” Darius nodded. “I think he’s been waiting a very long time.” The answer didn’t make me feel better. If anything, it made everything worse. Before I could respond, movement near the edge of camp caught my attention. Draven was standing near the horses. Or at least pretending to.