Waiting Novels & Stories

It was a brown big box with paper with a little writing on it. From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas ' I hope I'm happy in the end,' I muttered sarcastically and slit the seal. I opened the box and saw a white envelope with the same notes: From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas I took it and checked the back if there were any notes but found none so I just tore open the envelope and took out the letter. It was short and it looked precise. Dear Applicant Todd Thomas, We appreciate your effort and time to apply for Happy Scholarships but we regret to inform you that you were not selected among the chosen. We ask for your patience and understanding. You can apply next year and can be possi

The man said in a pleading voice. Bonnie sighed, "You sure your wife won't mind?" "I'm sure." "Okay. I'm Bonnie, by the way." "I'm Blake. Pastor Blake." Bonnie smiled as she, Egg and Blake walked to his car. *** "Honey, I'm home!" Blake happily said as he walked into his house with Egg and Bonnie. A petite woman with blonde hair and blue eyes appeared. "Oh, hey. Uhh, who is this?" "Babe, this Bonnie and her guide dog, Egg. They'll be staying with us until Bonnie gets back on her feet. Is that okay?" Bonnie's cheeks reddened.

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.

The Sheriff and a few cops came in right as we were passing out the food. "I hope that you don't mind if we eat while we do this." Mom asked. "Of course not. Is everyone here?" Sheriff asked. Varg frowned as he looked around. "No, we're still waiting on Wolf and Jackal." I announced. "They should be here by now. I'll text them." Varg said and the police nodded.

and that word lingered longer than anything else, because pending means unfinished, unresolved, waiting. Waiting for the moment it decides again. And next time, it won’t ask.

The moment didn’t last. It never did. Lyra pulled back first, not because she wanted to, but because she had to. The system was still active, still watching, still… waiting. And that request, It was still there. ACCESS REQUEST PENDING Adrian noticed her shift immediately. “Hey,” he said, quieter now but still firm. “We’re not rushing back into that.” “We’re not,” Lyra replied, though her eyes were already back on the interface. “But we can’t ignore it either.”

I add darkly. I snatch the tests, read the instructions like they contain secret loopholes, and sit on the toilet. Pee on one. Pee on two. Pee on three. Line them up on the counter like soldiers waiting for execution. “I’m finished,” I announce unnecessarily, because if I don’t keep talking, I might start screaming. “They say wait three minutes.” These are the longest three minutes in recorded human history. Kiara leans in. “It says wait!” I bark. She ignores me completely, picking one up. Her eyebrows climb. She grabs another. Then the third. Her face drains.

I lean against the counter, “Are there any wait-listers wanting to get in for that time frame?” “Actually, yes,” she looks through her list of names, “Oh, I guess they are only wanting five weeks. I also have a four-week pet play couple.” “I’d rather have the five-week slot. Can you email me the details on that one, and I will get back to you as soon as I look it over and decide?” “Sure can, Master Jace.” She leans over her desk, so her low-cut shirt hangs down, showing off her double D’s. I roll my eyes and give up, smiling as I turn away. That woman is incorrigible.

Two options beckoned her: Confirm or Delete. For the past four days, Ruby had kept his follow request hanging, unsure of how to respond. Now, her phone felt heavy in her hands, the weight of her decision pressing upon her. She contemplated whether to accept his request or not, her thoughts swirling with uncertainty. Eventually, with a frustrated groan, she summoned the courage and pressed the confirm button. With anticipation, she refreshed her notification list, a smile spreading across her face as she read the most recent update: "Caden_Miller started following you."

She staggered back, gasping. “Aria!” Magnus caught her before she could fall, his grip firm. His eyes were wide with alarm. “What happened?” Aria’s pulse thundered in her ears. “It’s still here,” she whispered. “Alan’s magic—it hasn’t faded. It’s waiting.” Derek cursed under his breath. “Waiting for what?” Aria’s throat tightened. She knew the answer before she even said it. “For Magnus.” A sharp silence fell over the room. Magnus’s hands clenched at his sides. “What do you mean?”