Wait For It Novel Novels & Stories

Celeste was sent to a quiet estate in northern Europe and never returned to New York’s family circles. By the time those stories reached me, I was in my study in Palermo, reviewing the southern route accounts. Adrian came in with our daughter in his arms. She was clutching a small silver toy seal and reaching for me with a bright, impatient sound. I set the papers aside and took her from him. Outside the window, the harbor lights were coming on one by one. I had once waited in a chapel seven times for a man to choose me. In the end, the life worth having began the day I stopped waiting.

After being disappointed too many times, that one final disappointment becomes the ending of the whole story. Wiping away her tears, Irina sent Uriah a single-word reply, [Okay.] She had decided, too. ... Three days later, Irina was discharged from the hospital. During that time, Uriah had not sent a single message, and Irina had not reached out to him either. Anne reminded Irina kindly, "Ms. Charlton, even though it was an ectopic pregnancy, you still need to treat this like a recovery period. When you get home, make sure to keep yourself warm, eat nutritious food, and get plenty of rest, okay?"

That night, Matthew sat on the kitchen floor until morning. It was the first time he had ever looked so defeated. In the past, no matter how late he came home, there was always a light waiting for him. There was always someone sitting on the couch, quietly waiting for him. That was all gone. The big house felt empty, and he was the only one left waiting for daylight. The next morning, Matthew did not bother to change his clothes. He went straight to the office.

I don't even wait for him to say anything, but leave with his food as my mind replays his words. Waiting for me. That's what jumps in my head, whilst waiting for the microwave. Those three magical words, it should have been me saying those words not him. I'm usually the one waiting for him, waiting for him to come home, waiting for him to notice me, waiting for him to tell me that he lo - no, I won't go that far. The point is, I'm shocked yet my chest warms at his actions. Him waiting for me like how I'd done so many times, when he returned home late.

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Twelve hours. That’s what the countdown clock says. Twelve hours until Aria arrives. Twelve hours until Evelyn’s ghosts try to kill us. I’m sitting in the penthouse study, surrounded by screens. But I’m not looking at security feeds. I’m looking at a blank page. "It needs a title," my publisher said yesterday over a secure line. She’s fast-tracked the book. The world wants to know the story of the woman who broke the internet and then married it.

The day I finish my college entrance exam, I drag my suitcase back to my parents' house downtown. When Mom opens the door, the first thing she says is, "Now that your college entrance exam is over, stay home for a while." She says a while, not for good. There are three children in our family. My older brother, Samuel Stroud, and my younger sister, Isabelle Stroud, have always lived with our parents, while I was raised by my grandparents. Samuel has his own study, while Isabelle has her own bedroom. I sleep in the living room. Everything they give me is temporary. My toothbrush is disposable, my slippers are disposable, and even my towel is disposable. I don't even have a key to th

I looked at the gray sky outside the window and said, "Let's meet." Half an hour later, I waited for him at the West Harbor docks. I knew this place too well. Well enough that with my eyes closed I could tell you which shipping line led where, and which warehouse used to belong to whom. The sea wind was cold. I leaned against the railing and lit a cigarette. The smoke had barely scattered on the wind before I heard footsteps behind me. "Elena." I turned around. The instant I saw Julian, I was taken aback. In just half a month, he'd grown thinner.

When the waiter came,he discussed something with him. "0kay,Sir.Your job will be done."The waiter assured him with a positive smile . Abhinav nodded ,a huge smile on his face too. Amaira staring outside through the window while waiting for Abhinav. All of a sudden,all the lights became dim ,music changed into a romantic one.Amaira got astonished at sudden changed of environment and gazed around with amusement. Just then she heard a familiar voice on the mike. "People say'Waiting is a waste of time.Sometime it's not a waste of time , especially if the thing you're waiting for is worth it."the voice said.

Nova chose to hold her wedding in her favorite country, Fontania. It was also where Francesca had been living. On the plane, I sat by the window, staring out at everything below. And despite everything, I found myself thinking of Ian. He had flown to Fontania alone countless times over the past eight years. I wondered what was on his mind during those trips. Was it regret over how little time we spent? Or was it the joy of seeing Francesca again? … On the day of the wedding, Nova looked beyond stunning as she stepped out in her exquisite wedding dress.