Wait Novel Novels & Stories

It was a pleasant evening in the quaint little town of Mauverton when almost-seventeen-year-old Schuyler Raverton was returning home after treating himself to some pastries from his favorite local bakery. He was also carrying a couple of parcels for his parents, especially his mother who had a bit of a sweet-tooth. The only Raverton child, a genius in all regards, was home for his spring break opting to spend time with his parents and researching rather than partying and frolicking with his low-IQ peers at the university. The wind was soothing and nature was showering its blessings as varied colored flowers were filling the air with their fragrance. Spring was Schuyler’s favorite season, esp

I wait patiently for Keith to show up. We'd made plans to go watch a movie tonight and I must say , I'm looking forward to it. We'd texted back and forth in the afternoon, and he'd suggested that we go out for a movie tonight. Now here I am, still waiting for him. I know that he's a bit late and I have no doubt he might be tied up at work. I just hope he'll be able to make it because if he doesn't, no doubt I'll be a little disappointed but I'll still understand. He is a busy man.

Jason had used all his connections and even offended several business partners while searching for Charlotte everywhere. Half a month later, the private investigator sent him a photo. It was a photo of a private wellness estate next to Lake Velmire in Swenton. The photo had been taken from afar, but Jason recognized the figure at a glance. With that, he immediately flew to Swenton. … It was already afternoon when Jason arrived outside the estate. The sun was slightly blinding. Jason desperately peered through the ornate iron fence into the estate.

That night, after calmly arranging his affairs, I took sleeping pills and lay down next to him. “I’ll be with you soon.” When I opened my eyes again, there was a blinding white light. “Are you okay?” I shot upright and realized I was leaning over my desk. The girl next to me was wiping tears from her cheeks, choking on her sobs. “Emma just went off with Callum. Ugh, finally, love triumphs over everything.” My eyes widened as I looked down at the novel in front of me. It was open to the chapter titled “Please Wait for Me.” The illustration showed him holding my hand, standing by the sea, supporting each other through life.

As soon as the busy tone came from the other end, his face instantly went pale. "Sir, this is an invalid number," he stuttered, cold sweat rolling down his forehead. What kind of wedding would this be if the bride went missing?! "This can't be happening!" Bruno's brows furrowed; he snatched the phone from his assistant and checked it himself. Sure enough, the screen clearly read, "This number is not in service. Please check the number and dial again." By now, guests were already arriving at the venue one after another. They consisted of well-regarded individuals from various industries. If Aelia dared to throw a tantrum or cause a scene at this critical juncture, Bruno would never forgive he

He stood beside her, his gaze fixed on the laptop, his expression unreadable. “Now,” he said after a beat, “we wait.” Aria let out a slow breath, leaning back in her chair as the weight of it all settled into her chest. Waiting. It sounded simple. Passive. But it wasn’t. Waiting meant anticipation. Waiting meant consequences. And consequences were already on their way. Minutes passed, stretching longer than they should have. The tension in the room thickened with every second, pressing against Aria’s ribs until it felt hard to breathe. Then — A notification. Both of them saw it at the same time.

Bella’s POV I had waited for him for so long, but he still wasn’t here. Where was he? I wondered what was keeping him. As my gaze fell on the clock hanging on the wall, it was 9:00 p.m., and he still wasn’t back. I couldn’t believe I had been patiently waiting to see Mr. Vanguard. I seriously wanted to see him, and the reason why I had been asked to wait—they didn’t tell me. I asked the guard, and they told me I had to hear it from Mr. Vanguard himself. If I didn’t seriously need the job, I would have been long gone. I didn’t understand a gentleman who would leave someone waiting for him like this.

She couldn't wait to hear his voice and to see his handsome face. Everlee soon grew tired of waiting on Archer seeing it was almost 1 and he wasn't there. Probably he's running late, she thought. It was soon 2 and still, there was no Archer. Everlee had now given up that he wasn't going to come. Still, she was determined to wait on him. It was now 3 pm and still, there was no Archer. Everlee wanted to cry. She walked over to a large tree and as she was about to sit down, she saw a wallet. Not anyone's Wallet but Mr. Archer.

Inside Vale. Close to Conrad. For seven more years. Not hiding from us. Waiting. And tomorrow, somewhere inside Vale Holdings, 1212 was going to tell us why.

No one noticed how she kept stealing glances at Wynn, her expression uneasy as if she was thinking of something. The Lockets and the Shaws continued waiting for updates from Trevor. But this time, more than ten days passed, and he still hadn't returned. And from what Wynn implied, Trevor still wasn't sure when he would finish his work. Seeing that half of this divorce-decision window had already slipped away, the two families grew more anxious. Ruby said, "Don't tell me they'll have to go through another mandatory waiting period? How many times has it been now?" No one responded, including Linda.