25min Timer Novels & Stories

I respond, "So let's make this five minutes count. And trust me, he is out there watching the minutes on his tablet." Remington growls in slight annoyance but he comes back to my lips, wasting no time.

That, in part, is where the FIST comes in. "So, let's set this baby to Infinity. I'll set the timer to, uuuum, let's start at four hours." "What? Four hours. No Anna, that's crazy, I could never..." "Don't be such a baby. Here we go, four hours...Go!" For a brief moment, I heard a low hum. A tiny LED light lit red, then yellow. Then green. Woah.

"I'll give you five minutes to explain everything to me before I call the police." At this moment, Vivian looked like she had the upper hand, while the man standing in front of her looked more and more desperate. Of course, five minutes wasn't a long time, and it seemed he didn't even know where to begin after the girl gave him a chance. “You have four minutes and forty-two seconds left, sir,” Vivian spoke again as she glanced at her cell phone screen. It turned out she had set a timer on the device.

Somewhere far above us, the sky flickered. I squinted up. The bruised clouds overhead dimmed a shade, the ambient glow bleeding out of them. At the horizon, faint and ghostly, a HUD‑style timer flickered into existence: **05:59:59** It ticked down one second. Another. Nightfall. The city had given us our time limit. “Great,” I muttered. “Speedrun mode.” The timer’s faint glow painted the broken glass and twisted metal in sickly light. Jax followed my gaze, lips tightening. “Guess the devs don’t like camping,” he said. “We’d better move.”

I set the timer on my watch. The look on Julia's face got more determined. I could see what she was thinking. Five minutes; it's only five minutes. Surely I can hold out for five more minutes. Lisa stopped flexing her hips towards Rose's mouth. Five more minutes; that all she had to hold out. Rose stopped pushing back against my cock, though her tongue looked as busy as ever. Julia's steely eyed determination grew more and more desperate as the seconds ticked off. Two minutes was all it took.

He held out the key. “This opens a small service door near the old incinerator. That’ll get you to the outside wall. The gate itself it’s on a timer lock most nights. It opens for precisely five minutes between 4:55 and 5:00 AM.” He stressed the time, his eyes serious. “Precisely five minutes. You miss it, you’re locked out. Or locked in. Depending on where you are.” He didn’t say how he knew the precise timing, didn’t explain the ‘escape hunch’ Misa had mentioned, he didn’t need to.

Blake cooed. The younger boy rolled his eyes but it was true that he did have a liking for Blake compared to some of the other guys. He was his teammate after all. "Alright, I got the timer set for two minutes. You ready Blake?" Zane placed his phone in the middle. "Yeah, I can do this!". With pure determination, he widened his eyes to kept himself from blinking. "Let's get it!" With that, Zane hit the start button and the timer began to count down.

"I ordered your favorite soft pink wedding dress. After surgery, the designer will take your measurements. At our wedding, you'll be the most beautiful bride." I smiled and touched his face. This was my farewell. Tears streamed down my face, and a silent thought echoed. "Ethan, there won't be a wedding for us." As the doors to the operating theater closed, I kept my gaze fixed on the three people I loved most; I wanted to commit their faces to memory. Once these doors closed, I knew I would never see them again. As anesthesia dulled my senses, the world around me faded away. My death was declared at precisely 10:00 pm, as indicated by the wall clock.

She hands it to me and leaves the room. After peeing on the stick, I set the timer for 5 minutes, despite the box saying 3 minutes. I sit and wait, and wait, and wait. Finally, the timer goes off, and Tammy comes in. "Well?" She asks prancing around and all excited.

I then readjusted the guns on the wall to my liking, putting all the different brass knuckles in one box afterwards. I closed the door behind me as I jumped on my bed, finally done with all of it. "Two more minutes and I'll head down," I thought to myself. It was 4:30 p.m, so I still had time. Or at least, that's what I thought until my father's voice boomed throughout the house. "Athena Hendrix! Down here now!" I flinched, quickly getting up and tilting my head in confusion. "I thought he said til five," I spat.