Waiting For The Light Novels & Stories

The streetlights made everything glow in pale yellow. I stopped near the entrance and checked my phone again, no new messages. I told myself not to think too much about it. Frank had said he was coming, he was always confident about these things. Five minutes passed. I walked to the side of the road and waited. Ten minutes passed. I shifted my suitcase to the other hand. Thirty minutes passed. The cold began to creep into my bones, I sat down slowly on the low curb by the roadside and wrapped my arms around my knees. The wind blew against my face, and I felt small, like I was waiting for something that might never arrive.

Liam will continuously be around for me, regardless of what the circumstance is. I trust. Meandering through the passages, I unexpectedly find the weak diagram of a man waiting against the stone wall. He turns, as though he is hanging tight for somebody, drooping until he is perched on the floor. There are a couple of seconds of complete and sheer tranquility, and afterward, he magnificently ascends to his feet. The lights unexpectedly give out, kicking the bucket against the staggering obscurity, as he flicks a switch. He stops, and afterward begins strolling. Not knowing very why, I follow him, nearly spellbound by the strides as they ring through my head.

I can even feel Light's desire to devour these ugly creatures. Light and I are connected, and we understand each other's feelings. Light looked at me with pleading eyes and her body trembled with excitement. I grinned helplessly. With that adorable look she's giving me, how can I resist? These phantoms are in for a surprise today. "Can I?" Light asked expectantly. "Wait for a moment. Someone is coming. You can go wild later." I whispered while on alert. "Okay!" Light grinned joyfully and looked at the phantoms greedily. She couldn't even hide her excitement. This little cat!

“That’s why we’re here.” We waited. The clock moved. The building sat at the end of the access road with its light showing through the roof vents and its engine running somewhere inside. I was waiting to pounce.

It seemed he knew something when Noah said the word “Starlight” On the other hand, Lux was trying to calm down and took a deep breath. The blonde-haired girl had a faint smile on her face, “Huft … looks like I have to use that. Like it or not, I have to do it in an emergency like this. In fact, I really don't want to use it because the side effects are quite troublesome.” Lux who showed a calm expression and she suddenly smiled faintly, it made the man who attacked her feel that something was strange.

Outside, the city’s lights flickered on one by one, as if the night itself were drawing its blade. And somewhere out there, Nany was waiting.

The symbols glow a soft violet, the only light to be seen. “I’ve been waiting such a very, very long time for you,” comes a voice crackling with malice.

The night was still, the air heavy with the weight of anticipation. Amari stood at the edge of the dimly lit alley, her heart pounding in her chest as she waited for the signal. Beside her, Antonio stood tall and resolute, his eyes fixed on the street ahead, ready for whatever might come their way.

Let's wait. As I was waiting outside, the night time cold breeze constantly brushing and passing me smoothly.. And at the same time the fragrance of flowers which are waiting to bloom spread happiness in my heart..Past one hour, I was waiting outside by sitting in his house front steps while admiring his garden..One hour has passed, Yet no one asked me to come inside the house..Is he staying alone in his house ??.. What to do!!..Let's go back to Ooty..But what will i say him If he asks me why I left his house without informing him..I know very well about his anger If I go from here without informing him, then surely he will kill me..Yeah..Thats sure.. Its better to wait here than die in his

I heard a soft clicking sound, that of the automatic brake being engaged. — A red light, Marisa whispered gently. We’ll arrive in a few minutes. Breathe, my beautiful. My eyes slid towards the window. Outside, the city seemed peaceful, indifferent to what was happening in my chest. I caught sight of a street vendor weaving between cars with his bottles of water, a child running after a ball on the sidewalk, and then... the traffic light's bright panel. Red. My gaze froze on the small digital screen next to it: 00:58. Fifty-eight seconds before the car would start moving again.