Wait Novel Novels & Stories

"Have you heard anything from Maude yet?" Orson took a long swig. "Nope." "She's just playing hard to get. Honestly, you spoiled her way too much before. That's why she doesn't know how to value you. "Trust me, Orson. Give it two weeks. She'll be back crawling. "Only you'd still have the patience to wait for her. "My account's been blocked as well, but the old alumni group chat is still alive. I'll shake things up and get her back within two weeks."

Just a quiet home settled back into its rhythm. Evelyn looked at them both carefully, as though memorizing the sight. “So,” she began, clasping her hands in front of her. “You’re really going back to the city.” “Yes,” Aaron replied gently. “Work starts early Monday.” “And Lily’s been putting off meetings long enough,” Evelyn added knowingly. Lily sighed. “You’re both conspiring against me.” Evelyn stepped closer. “No. We’re reminding you that your life didn’t pause. It waited.”

Two Requests? After New Year’s Eve, Helen went back to washing dishes in the back of her pub for the month of January and tried not to think about what she could be missing working as an escort. After all, not every date had been like the last one with Mark Lewis. Yup! She didn’t think about what Mark’s kiss had been like or how he held her while they danced. She didn’t think about his eyes or the way his hair fell into them. Nope! Not one bit!

"Er.. just yesterday, The wolves started returning to the Pack. I didn't want to tell you this before but the night parol team is missing. I think they all went for a slight snack and they haven't returned. We are waiting for them." "What time is it?" Daphne asked. "It's three pm." Vale said in an uncertain tone. He has been trying to keep this away from the Alpha. But if there was one person he couldn't fool, it would be her. Besides what gain would he have keeping it to himself? If it turned out bad, he would lose his job. Fast.

He had a lot of people to write to. data-p-id=8a7ab20ec0ab3262ce329c7dcb399a4e,style=text-align:left;,*** data-p-id=14da9fa5d5bffe76714efa73d166289c,Five days. data-p-id=eab4dd15aafad84892e28d81f9e30fcc,Five days of waiting.

"Seems someone couldn't wait." "You know who it is?" Zachary asked. Sarah sat down, smiling. "It can only be those few people. We'll find out, and we'll settle every score." After the winter light festival and now the Pine Mist Island incident, their relationship seemed to be thawing, recovering somewhat. At the Wilson house. "Useless! All of them useless!" Vivian screamed in fury. She had waited a long time, not even sleeping the day of the incident, just waiting for news. But all she got was notification of failure.

"If you leave right now, I won't hold you accountable for ruining my fun!" I took in the disdainful look in her eyes and felt a wave of pity for myself. Today was Annabelle's birthday. In order to make her happy, I had booked out the most lavish restaurant in the city and prepared a diamond ring worth tens of millions of dollars. However, not only had she not shown up despite agreeing to come, but she also hadn't even bothered to answer her phone. I waited from six in the evening until eleven at night, at which point even the waiters began shooting me odd looks.

"How was your day?" "Fun! Blocks! Friend!" My chest fills with warmth. "You did so well, baby." "I am brave," he adds proudly. I smile. "Yes. You are." That night, the waiting begins. Every minute feels longer than it should, and every notification makes my heart jump. "They said a week," Renlo reminds me. "It has been hours," I reply. He laughs. "You are going to drive yourself crazy." "I already am." Three days pass, slow and heavy, and by Friday, I stop hoping. If they wanted me, they would have called.

Finally. After more than two hours of waiting, Rowan's patience was hanging by a thread. The Whitmore Group had meetings worth millions scheduled today. His inbox was overflowing. His phone hadn't stopped ringing since morning and yet here he was sitting in a lounge waiting like an intern hoping someone remembered he existed. The only reason he hadn't walked out already was because this was Vale Group. Any other company would've been told exactly what he thought of their professionalism by now. But the Vales?

Valencia's began tapping the screen with haste, typing the words that came into her mind without a second thought. ‘No, Unfortunately, I have to wait 3 months for the re-stock and I don’t have enough time to wait for it. News? can't you just tell it now?’ she tapped the arrow pointing upward, sending her official message to Cherry. She placed her phone back on the desk and turns her back to walk around her bed on the right side where the vanity table is placed.