Waiting For The Light Novels & Stories

I will not let her touch you. I nod. I hold his hand. I look at the photograph on my phone. The woman with dark eyes is watching. And she is waiting. I whisper, Then let her wait. We are coming. The sun rises over the city. Grey light filters through the windows. The night is over. The hunt begins.

I feel like I am floating closer to the light . I can feel a presence , there is a silhouette ahead . Is it Lex is he with me ? Is this a dream ? I am so confused . The light is getting brighter , I shield my eyes as I am pushed through the light . It takes my eyes a few moments to adjust to the light . I am standing under a tree , a beautiful weeping willow .

Cautiously, I stepped into the office. The air inside felt heavier than it should have been, like something unseen was pressing down on my chest. My fingers twitched at my sides as I forced myself to move forward. Ms. Light sat behind her desk, still waiting. Her eyes were fixed on the door—on me—as though she had been expecting my arrival. “I’ve been waiting for you, Ms Light.” The words settled into the room slowly, confirming what I already felt.

"The troopers aren't waiting for the warrant anymore. They’re inside the building." And as the tinny bell at the bottom of the stairs began its fourth, long, unbroken ring, the red exit light over the door flickered once, turned a bright, violent crimson, and went entirely dark, leaving the two of them standing in the absolute grey of the midnight line.

I just hoped we won't be encountering assholes that would trigger him. Closing the window, I settled back in my seat. We were on the verge of passing a pedestal lane. The traffic was heavier than usual. Then, the red light welcomed us. The cars stopped, waiting for the go signal. Damn. I hoped Lennox wouldn't get tired of waiting. While waiting, I rolled down my window on my side and saw lovers acting lovey-dovey toward each other. The woman was stuffing some food on her boyfriend as they both waited for the go signal. The two stared at each other and then laughed without any reason at all.

When the waiter came,he discussed something with him. "0kay,Sir.Your job will be done."The waiter assured him with a positive smile . Abhinav nodded ,a huge smile on his face too. Amaira staring outside through the window while waiting for Abhinav. All of a sudden,all the lights became dim ,music changed into a romantic one.Amaira got astonished at sudden changed of environment and gazed around with amusement. Just then she heard a familiar voice on the mike. "People say'Waiting is a waste of time.Sometime it's not a waste of time , especially if the thing you're waiting for is worth it."the voice said.

This was Quincy White and he deserved every bit of bad luck coming to him and more. Adonia has woken up abruptly from her sleep with the way the door was being banged. Maxine and she had fallen asleep watching an opera and they wondered who could be banging her trailer door this late. No doubt this person would surely wake up the neighbors too and draw unwanted attention to herself. She stood up from the bed groggily and she walked to the door to open it and see who was here to see her.

I stumbled through the darkness hoping that whatever I was walking on wouldn't suddenly end and cause me to fall to my death. "Dime?!" I shouted, hoping my best friend was somewhere near, then suddenly, like a light was light, I could see a dim light burning ahead of me. I laughed and ran for the light, "I'm coming, just hold on!" I shouted hoping that whoever was waiting for me could hear me; I ran and ran but seemed to be getter further and further away from my destination, "Please, wait, I'm coming, just hold on!" I shouted trying to run faster to catch the light ahead of me, but it didn't seem to work. My breath was getting heavy and my body was aching, and yet the light was still out of

As the door creaked open and a dazzling expanse of light emerged, a gentle hum filled the air. Iris took a hesitant step forward, shielding her eyes. For a moment, she felt a connection—a link tugging at her soul—as the light surrounded her. "Aiden," she said, his presence subtle but evident. Her heart tightened. The danger was as close as he was. The Light-Based Attack The warmth became unbearable as she moved farther into the light, the air getting heavier with every breath. She hesitated, her senses alert. Behind her, there was a little growl.

Their gaze was shifty, and they did not say a word, just let out a creepy chuckle before slamming the iron door shut. I wriggled my wrists frantically, ignoring the searing pain as I worked my way out of the ropes. Stealthily, I crept to the door. Outside, I could hear a man's voice, clear as day. "Ms. Smith, we've got the person you wanted, right where you told us. Now, where's the cash? The last fifty thousand, when's it coming?" I clenched my fists so hard my nails dug into my skin, drawing blood I barely felt.