Novel & Cerita Best Time Travel Stories

“Yes,” Drake nods. “As descendants of the first vampire, we have the ability to master time travel through specific portals around the world. I did so by the age of fifteen. “I travelled all through time, meeting weird and wonderful people. Yet I had only ever gone back through time; the future had not interested me at that point. “It was my eighteenth birthday when I decided to travel forward. I ended up going much further than intended. I was aiming for 1850; however, I ended up in 1970.

I asked. He smiled and nodded. “You have me there, lass. ‘Twas in nineteen-seventeen that I saw my first and only motor car until now. Other than bringing you here a while back when you were a wee one and then recently, this is my only time traveling since then. I do not do much time travel. It takes a toll on the body, you see.” I chuckled as I turned on the ignition and started up the drive toward the carriage house. “They’ve come a long way since then.”

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Cristine exclaimed. “Can’t really help you. I don’t understand the science well, maybe you would. But when they warp space and time, it’s pretty much impossible to send you back. You died in your time period and only then could you be brought here. If we send you back, it’s going to do some weird stuff to the fabric of the universe.” Cristine scrunched her brow. “Oh, right. I… didn’t think about that.” Ellis smiled. “If you want to read about it, I can give you books on it!” she said. Cristine’s eyes lit up.

"We need to go back" "I think I know why you guys are back." Nathaniel trailed off after a minute of thinking about it, "...The weird thing about your mind time traveling or your dream consciousness was the limits. You can go forwards as far as you want, but backward only works as far as the present day, or the time you left. Traveling back from "now" was impossible as if the continuum was chopped right off - like we are sitting on a moving dot and can only "bungee jump" forwards and backward back and forth.

It is valid from my perspective. "I'm sorry you were ripped from your family Jessa. After this war, I will see if I can get you home to visit them. If you would like," Braxius offers. Kissing Braxius on his cheek, I sadly say. "They are no longer here, Braxius. I'm the only one left." In this time. "I'm truly sorry, Jessa," Braxius says sincerely. "I will see them again," I tell him confidently. I hope I can someday get back to my own time. But for now, I'm content to be with this man for a short while.

he exclaimed as he wiped his cheeks, I rolled my eyes at him with the feeling of discontent and went back to my table. Way to ruin the moment, I thought bitterly. The genre for the contest is Romance and Tragedy, and so far, the only story that fitted that category is the one I'm currently writing. The deadline for this is two months from now. I looked at my story and began to calculate the days before I can finish it. Again, I was snapped out of my reverie when Xander leaned in t look at my work. His face's so close to mine that I can smell his perfume.

“To be more precise: the year 1790.” 1790. Assisi. Umbria. Italy. The thought of it overwhelmed her. It all felt surreal, as if she were in a dream. She could hardly believe this was really happening, that she was really, actually, here, in this time and place. That time travel really worked. She also felt a bit relieved: of all the times and places she could have landed, Italy in 1790 didn’t sound too foreboding. It wasn’t like landing in prehistoric times.

A wish to go back in time, a wish to be with Vincent, a wish for a lifetime of love. With the wish made, she opened her eyes, and for a moment, everything was still. Then, slowly, the sand in the hourglass started moving, reversing its course, pulling her back into the past, back into Vincent's world. The familiar sensation of time travel engulfed her, and with a last glance at her world, she braced herself for the journey, her heart filled with hope and love.

Go back in time without changing the timeline? Is that even possible? Erna's brain was filled with the same questions over and over again. Of all the theories about going back to the past or coming to the future… From Albert Einstein's theory to the fictional film Back to the Future, or the like, everyone always says that traveling back to the past or to the future will destroy the timeline. Nothing can be changed or controlled. But why could the warlock in front of him be so confident in saying that he could control time without destroying the timeline?