Back To The Future A Novel Novels & Stories

"Some say he might have gone back to New York." I was silent for a moment. "I understand." After hanging up, Alessandro looked at me with concern. "Do we need to increase security at the estate?" "No need." I stood up. "Prepare yourself. I'm going back to New York." "Now? But..." "The debt I'm owed," my voice was calm, "should eventually be collected." Three days later, a Rolls-Royce drove into the New York streets. Having only been gone for just over two months, this city felt foreign to me.

With some edits and a bit of feedback, he could imagine it sitting in the same bookstores as his own, though on a very different shelf. It was set in the far future, the old-school Science Fiction future of easy space travel and brave, square jawed explorers. The main character was a young woman who after the tragic death of her friends, decided to travel the universe, righting wrongs and battling evil aliens who forced their way into victims’ minds, making them see things that weren't there and do things that were out of character. Though the girl faced many hardships and was in more trouble than she was out of it, she always seemed to come out on top, usually with the help of a fellow adve

My eyes stayed forward this time. Later that day I felt the urge to read a novel . It's been a while. Years actually. I stopped when I got a phone because there was no need anymore. But now it felt like the phone was just distracting me more than helping. So I picked up a novel I brought from home. I had never opened it before, so it was a bit dusty. The title read "Behind Her Eyes". Sounds mysterious. I didn't even know when I fell asleep. A knock on my door woke me up.

If the door was opened, she was very likely to go crazy again. I chose to trust the person who called me, but who was he? Why was it always him who answered when I called Dad? He said before that I dialed the wrong number. Why did he call back, then? I could not figure it out. There were just too many things that I could not figure out today! Grandpa said he would be back before 3:00 pm. Why was he not back yet? Dad usually arrived before dark when he came home from the city. Why was he not back yet either?

she murmured softly as she slid into the seat. He closed the door with a quiet click, circling around to the driver’s side. Moments later, the car purred to life, and they eased into the flow of traffic, heading back toward Queens. As the city lights blurred past them, Natalia found herself gazing out the window, her mind spinning with thoughts of Damien, Camila, and the life she’d carefully kept hidden for so long.

It pressed against my heart, heavy and suffocating, until I stepped into the open of the backyard. The book wasn't a thick one; it was a novella, but I didn't get the time to complete it. I opened the book, and after reading a few paragraphs, I was once again back to my thoughts. The pages blurred before me as I sat beneath the shade of an old oak tree. I wasn’t really reading, I was just… trying to think of my future in the pack.

I answer here. "Nice choice. That's good." Yuwe said to me and turned his attention back to the book he was reading. I just opened the book and the first thing that caught my eye was the foreword. I didn't even pay attention to the foreword and turned to the next page and immediately saw the introduction. Welcome to Pandora's Mythology. This book contains the past and future. Please read for a better understanding. That's all it says so I turned to the next page.

" My eyes flew open to see Sophia standing before me, still alive and breathing. She was wearing an elegant long dress and had her hair pulled up in a high ponytail, radiating youthful energy. Even so, her eyes were unable to hide their contempt. The Sophia from my future was mature, cold, and unapproachable, but this version of her was bright and spirited, still carrying a touch of liveliness. A lump formed in my throat when I laid my eyes on her. The time machine had indeed brought me back to the past, but unfortunately, it seemed to have malfunctioned. Instead of returning to when we first met, I had arrived thirteen years in the past, on the day Sophia and I were about to be married. Tha

During that time, James and Thomas were comforting Sophia. At that moment, I felt a deep rage—rage at myself for being so naive and for causing my daughter's death. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day when my son handed me the leash. This time, I was determined to make them all pay. - When Thomas placed the dog leash in my hands, I snapped back to reality. I stumbled back a few steps and threw the leash aside. It hit me then—I had been reborn. In my past life, it was this very dog that had taken my and Alice's lives!

It was followed by a flash of white light. Hannah's figure became increasingly blurry. It was as if she were being scattered by the wind. She quickly shouted at me. "Evan, you have to live well. Wait for me. I'll come find you." When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to her senior year of high school. She looked at her phone. The date had gone back to the 21st of February. It was the day the time-space distortion first appeared. But this time, my voice no longer came from the empty space.