As Time Goes By Book Novels & Stories

But why is my heart acting like no time has passed, and that we are teens again? I take my book out of the pouch pocket and start reading my new book, wanting to pass the time before we land. I get stuck in the book, starting to get invested in what happens behind closed doors in this chocolate factory. I glance over at Greg to see that he’s fallen back asleep. Smiling to myself, looking at him, I have forgotten how handsome he looked every time he slept. Something came over me, and I ended up putting my book away and spent the rest of the flight looking at Greg before I too drifted off to sleep.

Olivia's POV When the doctor told me I had an inoperable brain tumor, I knew my life was counting down. I was on a camping trip with my family and fiance, planning to tell them I'd agreed to donate a kidney to my sister. Since I was dying anyway, I figured I might as well give it away. But before I could break the news, a sudden storm and mudslide struck, and my sister shoved me into a ravine. Seven days later, when rescuers finally found me, I had only three days left to live.

As I delved into the pages of the book, the doubts that once lingered in the room filled my mind, challenging me to prove them wrong. Hours passed, and as I neared the end of the book, the elusive answer remained beyond my grasp. Frustration and doubt began creeping in, a heavy weight on my shoulders as the ticking of the watch echoed the passing time, a constant reminder of the dwindling time. Knowing I had less than two hours left increased my anxiety level from lack of solutions, and despite the efforts I had spent in hours of reading, inspiration eluded me, leaving me on the verge of despair.

He just nod at me, telling me to enter the time machine already for Cayden is already there and so I did, wiping the last tear from my eyes and waving my hand at them. I mouthed 'goodbye' before Cayden started the time machine and it gave me the feeling just like the first time that we used it but now, I'm sure that this time, we'll be able to arrive in the year 3079 without getting lost to somewhere. This time, my bad feeling was gone but I still sighed. I didn't pass out this time and so as Cayden. I think the reason why we passed out the first time was because the time machine that we used was actually not in good condition and now, we're already assured that we will have a safe trip.

What are these people saying? Did I...somehow...fall back seven years of my life? Time travel? I turned to the familiar row of books on the small bookshelf. It was mostly science books, and I ran to them, opening the first one I could grab. Nothing. Then only something about the theory of relativity in the second. Then the third had an article. The writer of the article was in the top left corner of the page, and in it, he was talking about how he believes it is fully possible to bend time and pass through, letting yourself in through different horizons, at time either long past, or never experienced.

"You won't believe the night I had, Ruth. But let's save that story for later and get to work." And so, the day unfolded, a tapestry of moments woven together by Divine's interactions with patrons who found solace in her laughter and warmth. Time seemed to stretch and contract, carrying Divine through the ebbs and flows of human connection. The clock's relentless march heralded the approach of closing hours, a reminder that time, no matter how bittersweet, continued to flow.

After we'd had a fight, my childhood sweetheart, Adrian Hale, deliberately agreed to take a sophomore named Sienna Reed to Beach House Week on Cape Cod. He was certain I'd do what I always did: get jealous, start a fight, then swallow my pride and beg him to come home. But when he returned to Kingsley University with Sienna a week later, he found me unexpectedly easy to deal with. He gave Sienna my lead creator slot in the National Robotics Challenge. I didn't quit. I organized her test data and rewrote her presentation for her. He backed Sienna in the student council election and picked apart my work during the public debate. I didn't argue. I admitted I could have prepared better and calml

It read: Dear Felicity, It seems time has come for you to know who we really are, this book has everything you need to know but to open it, you will require the key. Remember, be yourself. Time is a step forward but attitude is a step backward. Be it in light or dark, your heart is your guide. They will come for you, and the choice to trust will be up to you. I’ll be by your side. And whatever you need, I will provide. Head downstairs and say ‘yes’.

I respond, making sure to leave right after. I am only ever able to let out a relieved sigh, once I am out of the premises. I realize that I had spent quite a long time there because it is late afternoon and there is a change in the weather. The sun is no more and the clouds have gotten a little darker. I spent so much time with Ava that I almost forgot, that I had to leave.

mind trying to figure out how to get back to them. She lowered her head and started looking at the table rather than the man which caught their attention, and they all began to stare at her as she quickly was putting piece by piece into a more significant puzzle that she didn’t even know was there. It was starting to make sense now. Her whole life was beginning to make sense now; she had been working for this moment since she was nearly ten years old. The theory that she had come up with then was that she wanted to travel back in time, but she didn’t know how she didn’t understand that there was no magical machine that can take you back into the past. So the part of the theory that she had