When You Least Expect It Novels & Stories

Kade looked at her for a moment with the expression he wore when she exceeded his expectations, which happened regularly and never entirely stopped surprising him. "I'll note that as a dissenting view," he said. "You should," Hope said simply, and returned to her dinner. The three of us caught each other's eyes across the table, the specific, shared warmth of people who had built something and were watching it exceed everything they'd intended, in ways and through people none of them had fully anticipated. This, always, was the best part. Not the plan. Not the execution. The specific, irreplaceable evidence, arriving from unexpected directions, that what had been built was real and was growi

"But what if while we're trying to learn stuff we don't know, something happens? Something that we have yet to know, and it's too late for us already." I let out a nervous chuckle because of his question, "Where did the sudden overthinking come from?" I joked to at least ease the sudden atmosphere Mirco's question brought to us. "I'm just wondering," he shrugged. "There are things that happen at the time we least expect it, and so we couldn't think properly of how to solve it. What if while we're chilling, taking things slow, something bad happens?"

It felt like a tidal wave crashing over my heart, leaving me speechless and bewildered. As I looked at him, I couldn't help but notice how unfazed he appeared. It was as if nothing could rattle him, no matter how challenging or intense the situation. His calm demeanor was almost unnerving, contrasting sharply with the chaos and uncertainty that his proposal brought. The notion of entering into such an unconventional arrangement left me feeling a mix of confusion, disbelief, and even a touch of fear. I had been living life by the books and look where that got me, a failed ten year relationship and a failed engagement.

THE worst part about losing someone is losing them when you least expect it. It's not every day you have your parents break the news to you that your best friend has committed suicide. It was one of those days where I just had that gut feeling that something was bound to go wrong–and trust me, I’ve had more than one of those days–but never in my life could I have imagined something going this wrong.

falling in love. I wish I could have blamed gravity, but the truth was I fell in love. I fell deeper and deeper until I reached the deepest point. In the middle of all my chaos, there she was. You can call it destiny, or you can call it fate; the point is you will fall in love with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected time. Now that unexpected love has brought us to this point where both our lives, our love, and our future depend on what will happen in the next minute.

“There’s nothing wrong with it. Mommy will fix it for you.” Isaiah, there goes your first chance. Only two left to go!

falling in love. I wish I could have blamed gravity, but the truth was I fell in love. I fell deeper and deeper until I reached the deepest point. In the middle of all my chaos, there she was. You can call it destiny, or you can call it fate; the point is you will fall in love with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected time. Now that unexpected love has brought us to this point where both our lives, our love, and our future depend on what will happen the next.

There is no such thing like love destined for eternity, everything is breakable it just needs the right snap at the right time. When I thought Agustin will be my solace, my rainbow he just stole away my life to add miseries to it, leaving me completely ruined. Nothing in this world seems to be predictable. Your parents may leave you when you need them the most, the person you consider your friend may be your biggest enemy, the person you think will love you forever will leave you at the most vulnerable phase, then there is this one person you least expected to take a stand for you, but he does not even bothering about the consequences, who cares when you thought no one ever actually did.

I gave her an appreciative nod and looked ahead, my lips rolling out deep exhales as I watched the muddled cars move slowly. Of all days, I just had to be unfortunate at a moment when things could change for me. But what can I do? My gaze travelled to the digital clock on the dashboard and the way time continued to race told me that I needed to prepare myself for the incoming disappointment. Since I have experienced the same thing numerous times in the past, it was not hard for me to do just that. Though I wished to push that moment to the end, I told my soul to kill the excitement and expect the least.

“Oh no,” I repeated quietly to myself, because if there was one thing experience had taught me, it was that those two words were never wrong. They were never casual words. They were not words you said when things were fine. They were words reserved for moments when your carefully constructed emotional neutrality cracked just enough to let something inconvenient slip through. Like interest. Or curiosity. Or, worst of all, hope. Hope, after all, was a dangerous thing. It crept in quietly, as though it belonged there. It made itself comfortable, kicked its shoes off, and then ruined your life by demanding things. Like vulnerability. Or emotional availability. Or, God forbid, expectations. Hope