Wait For Me Novel Novels & Stories

" Ok!! If she is so special, I will keep away from her. Bye come by lunchtime, we will have lunch together, it has been more than 10 days. Bye. " Oh god !!! it was just 11 AM, he will come by lunch. He will be with that girl, whom he finds extremely beautiful and sweet. Sweet?? Did he taste her ?? idiot? Here I am waiting for him and he was dying to meet that very pretty girl. I will not talk to him now. Somehow Every minute looked like an hour. What was so important?? He should have come to the office. We completed our work at the site and it was finally lunchtime. Thank God, now he would be here any time.

I'm pretty sure Sierra and Daniel won't leave their room today and since Avery likes to sleep away the day might as well enjoy my time here on this beautiful island. The hotel is luxurious with glass windows all through the main lobby, perfect view of the beach ... .we'll when it's not completely chaos out there. “The weather ruining your day as well?” I look over and nod at the girl that's my height only she has brown hair instead of blonde. “Yeah, I wanted to go read a book by the ocean but that's not going to happen now,” I smile at her and her brown eyes gazed back out the window. “I came here to forget,” She sighed.

If I stared out the window looking bored, he'd offer me my favorite snacks or a plate of cut fruits without a word. It was as if I were seeing the Ian I'd met 10 years ago. He had once pursued me with the same quiet thoughtfulness. Back then, I truly believed I'd found my life partner—someone who could read me with just a glance. I was an orphan. It was all thanks to Nova's parents that I could keep going after nine years of compulsory education. Their support made it possible for me to finish university. Ian knew how much Nova's family meant to me. As such, he'd bring gifts and accompany me to visit them every festive season.

However, I was no longer the woman who would wait for his love. Even if he had not defended me just now, I would have requested the surveillance footage to prove my innocence. I slipped my hand into Jasper's. "Let's go home, hubby." … Ian's POV. I lost her. I lost Sienna—the only woman who had ever loved me unconditionally. I lost her forever. I thought I had time. I thought she would wait. However, when I got back from Hawee Island with Eva, all I found was an empty house… and cat poop all over the floor.

When Nathan heard of this, he drove three hours through the night to get to me. "Willow, I'm here," he'd said. Back then, I knew he would come for me, and he knew I would wait too. Now, blood was dripping onto my lashes and slipping off. The air felt frozen too. Suddenly, a piece of candy landed on me. It was my favorite handmade kind. In the past, Nathan used to buy them just to cheer me up. I never imagined he would still carry a few pieces in his pocket now. My fingers tightened around the candy. For some reason, my eyes began to sting with tears too.

“Then I’ll wait.” “For how long?” He chuckled, stepping closer, his voice dipping into something softer. “As long as it takes.” His eyes held mine, unwavering, steady. Unlike Jackson, there was no desperation in them. No lingering regret, no unfinished business. Only quiet certainty. And for the first time in a long time, I didn’t feel the need to run. “However long it takes.” (The End.)

But as much as I want to stay with her until she wakes up, I have things that must be done but on the brighter side, it will be only a matter of time, she'll bare my name soon. ____________ Stay tune for the next chapter. Until then...

Anderson" I finished reading the letter, my heart was beating hard, my answer was there, I didn't need to rush, didn't need to worry, he was going to wait for me! And while I smiled and felt tears of joy falling from my eyes, I raised my head and saw him there in the hallway, leaning against the wall, hands in his jeans pockets, looking at me, waiting. I left the notebook on the bed and went to the door. I stopped in front of him, but he was two steps away. On his face was that shy little half-smile. He stretched out his arm and with his fingertips dried my face. "You're going to wait for me!" I whispered to him with a smile. "I will!" he answered me. "It won't take long." I said as if makin

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.

Yes, I just need to be patient. *** "Have you been waiting for me for long?" "Yes, you took a long time." "Did you miss me?" "No," I replied simply. I was currently focused on reading and was so excited about the ending that would be presented later. I wondered if it was true that the novel I was reading contained a plot twist or not. It just so happened that the novel currently in my hands was a sequel to the first novel I had finished.