Book About Time Travel To Medieval Times Novels & Stories

Pure fear. “Rain…” Lix’s voice cracked. In the middle of the chaos, I remembered Councilman Omen’s speech. My mind played it, over and over again. You would all be sent back in time to the Medieval kingdom of Eldoria, where King Aldamar the fourth rules. Back in time to the medieval kingdom of Eldoria, where King Aldamar the Fourth ruled. Where King Aldamar the fourth rules. The fourth. There should not be a number attached to a world that isn’t even real or isn’t in our realm. And yet, there was.

Zia Stephanie's POV I felt like time begun to lose its meaning. The passage of time felt like it was heavenly distorted where space time worked into different scale on the other dimension. What should only be a few minutes seemed like I had endured dew hours and what might feel like small width of time could be extensive.

he growled as he left the room, slamming the door close, heading towards the direction of the attic and the library. Meanwhile, I sat down down on a swirl chair in the mini library that housed not less than one hundred books, getting sleepy over the interesting novel I was reading when I heard Armani practically screaming my name as he approached the library. The novel was all about a young mistress in search of her missing master with the hope of a happy reunion when she finally sees him.The story was set to medivial times of old, the year seventeenth hundredths to be precise. The novel was the first thing that caught my attention when I stepped into the library. It had a fantastic silver c

The process required a lot of nervous strain because it exerted a lot of pressure on the nervous system like creating friction between the nerves in your brain. The clock was nothing but a modern device for measuring time but in the past the devices for measuring time were the sun, the moon, the stars, the seasons and the sky. If my research had been in the past I would have found it difficult in attaining success because my discovery proved that the source of the time was the primary and most important element in achieving a successful time travel to the path of impossibility. The sources of time in the past were more complex than those of the future but I knew with determination I could ha

The screeching old crone I was fervently dodging happened to be located in England in the year seventeen-forty-five. I didn’t belong in that time or place. I was a covert transient from the twenty-first century. I’d traveled back in time for one purpose only. To change the future for the one I loved. I was never very good at planning things out. I'm more of a grab the seat of my pants and go kind of girl. Patience has also never been one of my strongest virtues. Historically, this grab and go habit always worked for me. Somehow, I managed to achieve my goals. This time I wasn't so sure. Had I jumped the gun without adequate preparation?

, he told me pointing towards the lady who brought me there " The symbols have some of the most incredible powers in them and one of them is time travelling and I know exactly what is happening to you so you just have to go back in time again and have to fix up everything properly”, he again told me " But... “, before I could say anything he intervened " But before you could say anything let me tell you that past means you are not going 100 or 200 years back but just before the day when you got this particular book”, he told me pointing towards my bag which contained the cursed book in it

That was probably the trigger before the apocalypse. I remembered it vividly because it fell on my birthday. 10:28 AM. It was still 10:25 AM. Three minutes to know if this was all a dream or if life was playing a trick on me. Two minutes had passed and I was tapping my feet nervously as I stared out the window. The moment the time shifted to 10:28, I held my breath. But nothing happened. I couldn't help but let out a scoff of disbelief as I ran my hand through my hair. What was I thinking? That time travel was real?

Willow nodded, but Molly had more ideas in her head. “But still. Say we had a time-traveling device, what year would you like to go back to? Assuming there are no negative effects on your body. What year would it be? Take my example. If I had a chance to go back in time, I would love to visit the 17th century. You know, I’ve always been curious about medieval times, and going back to those years to explore them sounds very exciting to me. What about you guys? Any particular time you would want to visit if you had the chance?” Carmen smiled. “I guess it would be the early 2000s, when I was a teenager and didn’t have anything to worry about other than my studies and future exams. That would be

I find it more of a comfort, I suppose I am a creature of the dark, therefore I am more accustomed to it. I return to her, watching as her fingers mindlessly reach for another book on her stack, but she is an inch short. I reach out, handing it to her. I admit I feel at home there, back in her vicinity. She takes it, and I examine the books she packs through. I pick one up and ponder which section of the library she is working on. Ah, "The Time Before," the full account of Alexander's rule. The abundance and all that came before the Mages Curse. Before all death fell forward, before chaos, before Loss, before the emblems of war.

I said, eager to pitch assistance wherever I could. With that, I turned away, my thoughts fixed on the mystery that pushed me to travel back in time. Why was I getting these strange visits? I had never wished for such a thing, nor had I even considered it. Nonetheless, I found myself suddenly transported to various historical periods. What could be the cause of this bizarre occurrence?