A Step Into The Past Novels & Stories

And the faintest, most terrifying thing of all hope. “Can I come in?” I asked. She stepped aside without a word, and I walked into the place where my past and present were about to collide.

She closed her eyes for a moment and imagined a day filled with small miracles—a smile from Leon, a kind word in the corridor, a shared moment that might change everything. Arriving at the towering building once more, Stephanie felt the familiar rush of excitement. The glass facade sparkled in the morning sun, and she walked through the entrance with purpose. Every step on the cool floor was a silent prayer, a wish that the day might offer her a little more of the connection she longed for.

He cried, begged for forgiveness, said he knew he'd made mistakes, and promised to change. But I'd already lost all hope in him. His tears and remorse could never undo the damage he'd done. Eventually, I grew tired of his constant pestering. I moved to a neighboring state and disappeared from his life for good. A brand new life in a brand new city. I put my past behind me and threw myself into work. I started my own company. With the money from selling my patent and the settlement from my father-in-law, the business took off quickly. The next time I crossed paths with Huxley was in my father-in-law's hospital room.

The puncture site on my arm had been carefully bandaged with cotton. Sebastian was nowhere to be seen. Everyone around me was busy rushing back and forth, and no one noticed that I had woken up. I tilted my head and caught a glimpse of the clock on the wall. Only one hour left before I would be pulled back into the past life. On the small TV hanging in the corner, they were replaying footage of last night's once-in-a-century meteor shower. The meteors were breathtaking, but once again, I had missed it.

⸻ Because whether she was ready or not— ⸻ Her past had officially stepped into the room. ⸻ And it wasn’t leaving quietly.

"Think of it as an experiment, Elizabeth. " "Uh?" "You liked the kiss and you want to do so much more. There’s no use denying it because I can feel it. I know you want to do more than just that, so just think of it as an experiment. Don’t think of it as doing anything wrong. Think of it as using me to explore your desires. What you truly want to do. Don’t think of me as your best friend or your… your stepbrother. Think of me as a fascination you want to satisfy because god knows… I want to know what you taste like again, Elizabeth. "

I grabbed it and looked at all the contents on my cellphone. "Did I go back to the past? I've read novels about traveling to the past, or maybe transmigrating, but I think it's all just fiction. However, now I'm experiencing it," I muttered to myself, looking around my room. I was determined to make sure of everything, so I rushed into the bathroom to get ready to go to the office. During the trip to the office, I really felt that all of this felt real to me. Suddenly, I seemed to remember something.

With a deep breath, I take a step closer to the god of time, ready to face whatever revelations they may bring. The god of time raises a hand, and a shimmering mist envelops me, wrapping around me like a cocoon. In an instant, I am transported back to a moment that had long haunted me—the day of my greatest failure. I stand once again on the battlefield, the clash of swords and cries of war ringing in my ears.

Chapter 05 The office hallway seemed to stretch on forever as Olivia hesitated, her eyes fixed on the tall figure walking towards her. “Shit," she muttered under her breath, her heart thumping. Chad, her new stepbrother, had his piercing blue eyes staring right through her. It had been a very awkward morning since her mother made that announcement last night. Her boss was her stepbrother and she had just kissed him - how more awkward could that be? "Hey, Chad," Olivia ventured, her voice soft and tentative, trying to break the ice.

I'm too stubborn, I should have waited until tomorrow. But when I finally arrive at the boat, all the discomfort falls away. I don't understand why I remain so confident that this will work. I just know I'm going to be able to make a change in history with Tim showing that time travel is real. I sit down on the ice-covered bench. It helps that my ass already feels frozen and numb. I click out my flashlight and I am absorbed into the complete darkness around me. No time to lose, I don't think my body can stand sitting this much longer. Almost routinely, I let images come of the day I met Tim. Everything goes as before, until the rainbow colours take me where I want to go. I step into my old l