A Journey Through Time Book Novels & Stories

"I don't understand." Neither did I. Order leaned over the page. His silver eyes carefully followed the notes written in the margins. "Wait..." He flipped another page. Then another. "I think this is explained elsewhere." Within seconds three more books floated toward him. The Spirit King searched silently before stopping at a section labeled Temporal Gifts. "There." Hunter immediately began reading aloud. "Time Movement does not truly manipulate time." He frowned. "That's... misleading." Order nodded. "It functions similarly to teleportation." Pamela looked even more confused.

She didn’t know what she was looking for, only that she had to find answers before dusk ended the day again. ⸻ The bus ride was tense. She didn’t talk. Her hands clenched the straps of her backpack, knuckles white. Each blur of streetlights felt like a countdown. Every shadow along the road seemed like it was moving differently than it should, just a fraction of a second off. The beginning. The experiment. Before the fire. She retraced her steps to the burned gas station. The blackened asphalt was cold under her sneakers. Faded yellow tape flapped in the wind. The air smelled faintly of smoke and ozone.

But the human mind can't understand many things," he explained. ''I am not an ordinary human,'' I said with a smile, which he returned. "No, that you're not," he replied. And we came to a stop. He sat in a large armchair with a table in front of him. Lachesis stood in front of the table and waved her palm, face down above it. The big book suddenly appeared with a wave of her hand. The book opened. ''This page of the book wrote itself, but I can't translate it,'' she said. ''Let me see that," I said, and she turned the book to face me. I smiled.

We had come this far, and the path ahead was clear, even if the details were obscured in mystery. Without hesitation, we stepped through the barrier and approached the old woman. She handed us the hourglass, its sands shimmering like stardust. "The Hourglass of Eternity. It can navigate the stream of time, taking you to the very beginning. Use it wisely." As the hourglass touched our hands, a rush of memories flooded our minds. Scenes from our past, both individually and together, replayed like a montage. The hourglass was connecting us to the moments that had shaped our journey, perhaps showing us the way forward.

Hey readers I know I'm not giving proper updates to this book. I am extremely sorry about it. I have been quite busy because of my studies, and I have to wrap up my other story, "Love Me Again." The story has few chapters left, and then I'll continue another book in it with the story of next generation. So, I am focusing more on it as it's about to end. Soon, I'll come up with new chapters for Beyond The Time.

“Silly Kianna. You are more than what you think you are” Pinching my cheeks he gets back to his work after stealing a kiss from me. This guy… Looking back on my computer, I may seem to not do anything but… there is one thing I am trying to figure out. About that strange thing that happened to me. I mean… it is so unbelievable. Even gadgets such as time travel aren’t something that exists. But… why would that thing happen to me? Even the things that happened in the past that I recreate, in this timeline… it is gone. Like the farm orphanage for example.

Ancient books lined the shelves, their pages filled with forgotten knowledge, while relics of a bygone era adorned every surface. Curiosity led us deeper into the chamber, until we discovered an old journal, its leather cover aged and weathered. Lya carefully opened it, her eyes scanning the faded ink that adorned its pages. The words within were fragments of a lost history, a testament to the struggles and triumphs of those who had come before us.

There were sometimes hindrances, with the occasional lateness like today, but they never cancelled on each other. Naa laughed. "When I called and you told me you were stuck in the lunch break traffic around the independence square...I thought you were going to break our ten year record finally; plus… a girl's gotta eat." Louisa shook her head playfully. For the next hour, they filled each other up with gossip and long talk amidst good food and wine. Jerry's was truly the best. Time ran out very fast and they soon had to go their separate ways. With a promise to call Naa as soon as she got back to the office, Louisa drove off.

, Henry asked, his eyebrows knitting together in fury. When Lily heard the alarms blaring, she knew if they had been breached, it was no other person than Henry and thought he wanted revenge but the book he was asking for gave her a better understanding. He has the time machine and is going to the land of the dead to get Virion back. He needed the book to access the land of the dead and return with Virion safely but the book was long destroyed and he needs to know the year it was destroyed so he can travel back in time and have the book.

Kendra sat in the library with the book, The Hobbit, opened on her lap. When Rex had first shown the room that was lined with books to her, she’d been both intimidated and overwhelmed. She was taught to read by Olga, but the availability of reading material was limited. Therefore, her reading skills were wanting.