Romans & histoires Wait Novel

After unlocking her phone, the context of the message instantly came into view—‘Myra, we’ll talk about it when I return. It was Sean who texted her as he was on a business trip in the United States. However, he seemed to notice that his message did not fully convey his intention, so a minute later, her phone rang again as another text with only three words was sent to her—‘Wait for me.’ Throughout Myra’s life, what tormented her the most was waiting for someone. In the past, she had experienced what it was like to wait for someone with hope before it gradually turned into despair, as if her heart was being repeatedly tormented without even having a minute to rest.

"We need twelve minutes." The wheels of the plane touched the runway and the engines reversed and Vienna came up around them through the oval windows, gray stone and old streets and somewhere underneath all of it a sealed passage that had been waiting two hundred and forty years for the specific combination of people currently sitting in a private jet at six-forty in the morning with twelve minutes between them and the thing that ended this. His phone buzzed again. Marcus. One line that made the twelve minutes feel considerably more urgent than they had thirty seconds ago. "Vael just got out of the vehicle."

Waiting. The realization left them speechless. Vale looked delighted. Genuinely delighted. "I've waited a long time for this." Damon felt anger surge through him. Years of anger. Years of pain. Years of questions. All directed at one person. Vale. Then she did something unexpected. She stepped aside. Moving away from the tower entrance. Revealing a large elevator behind her. The doors already open. Waiting. Inviting. A trap. Obviously a trap. The most obvious trap in history.

"You're right. Seven years is no joke. That's why I don't plan on wasting another seven years of my life." I then heard a short horn blast behind me. I turned around and saw Jasper's car parked by the roadside. I turned back to look at Shane and saw that his face was stained with tears. He was already 30 years old, yet he stood under the streetlamp, sobbing like a child. "Shane, I don't like waiting. Back then, I waited for you for seven years. From now on, I won't wait for anyone else." With that, I turned around and walked toward Jasper's car.

My boyfriend never stayed up late, yet he pulled an all-nighter just to watch the sunrise with my best friend. He insisted it was for work and told me to stop overthinking it. Felix Grant and I had been together for seven years, but I never knew where I stood with him. I stuck with him when he had nothing and helped him build his company from scratch. But in all those years, he'd never spent more than a hundred dollars on a gift for me. He said having money didn't mean we should start wasting it. So I limited myself to less than a thousand dollars a month. Then he spent a fortune at an auction on a necklace just to make Gracie smile. My eyes stung with anger. "Lixi, how is this fair?" He fro

They had traversed the crowds in their exploration of Main until they had almost finished their coffee. Slowly but surely, the crowds started to thin as everyone wrapped up the last of that day's Christmas errands. Tony looked down at his phone and saw it was almost a quarter past eleven. It was the Eleventh hour! He remembered he had seen a twenty-four hour CVS a little ways back, and there was a Walmart close by. They'd check out both so they would have options.

As she entered her house, Ravenna's phone buzzed with a text from Quinn: "OMG, I almost forgot! The barbecue is next Saturday at 2 PM. Can't wait to see you there! 😘" Ravenna smiled to herself as she replied: "Looking forward to it! Thanks again for the invite. 😊" She set her phone down and walked to her bedroom, her mind already plotting her next moves. The game was accelerating, the stakes rising with each passing day. But Ravenna was ready. She had waited years for this moment, for the chance to right the wrongs of the past.

For four years of marriage, Cillian Newberry's catchphrase had always been "wait." Traveling could wait until he wrapped up his work. Celebrating our wedding anniversary could wait until his meeting was over. Visiting my parents back in my hometown could wait until he had the time. Today was my birthday. I made sure to ask him two weeks in advance if he would be home for dinner. After he promised me he would be there, I spent the entire afternoon preparing his favorite dishes and waited for him to come home. However, I waited from six o'clock until nine, but he never showed. Then, an entertainment news broadcast caught my attention. [The CEO of Newberry Corporation was spotted pickin

I knew that both Gamma Adam and the Royal Guard Captain, Charlotte, had to remain back as well, but it still didn't make it any better because Avril went with the warriors without me. The hours stretched endlessly as I grappled with the unknown. While waiting, the sweet scent of waffles and bacon lingered, driving me wild, a tantalizing reminder of that first meeting. My inner conflict echoed throughout my thoughts, the weight of all my impulsive actions pressing on me like an unseen burden. All those what-ifs. There was no way I would get any sleep waiting up for Avril. I tried to keep myself busy, but with Adam and Charlotte overseeing the Royal Guards and border patrols, there wasn't much

As he gazed upon Nathaniel's face, he can only hope that he is going to fine. Travis was pacing about outside Nathaniel's bedroom like a maniac as he waited for news. It had been over an hour and the pack doctor was still inside, doing god knows what to the good man. 'Where the freaking hell is Delayna?' he thought angrily. The witch was MIA, and as he tried to contact her through the mind link, he was barred out and that pissed him off.