Chronicles From The Future Novels & Stories

“The most terrifying thing isn’t meeting a ghost from the past… it’s meeting someone from your future.” 🌙 The room shook violently. Books flew from the shelves. The giant clock shattered into hundreds of pieces. ⚡💥 Aariz stood motionless in the darkness. His silver eyes glowed brighter than ever. 👁️✨ And his final words echoed through the impossible room. “I’m not your past…” “I’m your future.” 😱😱😱

Though the thoughts about him were forefront now, because I still hadn't come to terms with what almost happened, I had to stop thinking about it now. Maybe later I would take my time to understand it. Maybe. I opened the book slowly, my fingers tracing the frayed and worn edges of the cover, "the chronicle of the six" it stood boldly in gold lettering glaring at me. The letters shimmered faintly and I quickly turned open the first page. "This is the Chronicle of the Six. The first beings born of the moon's light. This record holds their power, their dominion... and the truth before the Great Divide."

Those few words cracked through every lie he'd been telling himself. He wanted to say time travel wasn't real. But he knew that handwriting. The way he wrote the N in her name. He'd designed it himself, with that tiny personal flourish. After all these years, it was muscle memory. Since he couldn't deny writing the notes, Joshua switched tactics. [Even if I did write them six years from now, so what?] [None of that has happened.] [I lost focus for a while. I got distracted by something new.] [But right now, I've never thought about leaving you.]

Kyla laughed with her. Indeed she had done something she had been having sleepless nights for. So Alpha Robert was the mastermind and now he wants to attack again. "Come on, let's go," Kyla told her and they started going back to their kingdom. ********************************* "Do we have to decorate the rooms? I don't think it is necessary," Cassandra gave her thoughts on the decorations. Lara hummed, concentrating on the book she was reading. Nothing could distract her from it. It was a romance novel about her kind. She giggled as she kept flipping the pages every minute.

The insights gained from the Chronicle Prism guided their interactions, ensuring that conversations remained respectful, open, and mutually beneficial. In one particular realm, the joint empire encountered a civilization embroiled in cosmic conflicts. The inhabitants were surprised by the unity displayed by the citizens from diverse timelines. A member of the expedition, a historian versed in the twists of diplomatic history, facilitated dialogues aimed at bringing about reconciliation and understanding. The Chronicle Prism, attuned to the emotional energies of the civilizations, projected visions of shared destinies and the twists of peace that could be achieved through collaboration. The j

Lore continued, “it’s a full agenda for today. Some of them have been waiting for months. Pressing vampire business in every corner of the world, it seems. But if you come back next week, I think I might be able to accommodate—” Kyle stepped forward. “You don’t understand,” he said tensely, “I didn’t come from this time. I came from the future. Two hundred years into the future. From a vastly different world. The final judgment has arrived. We are on the brink of victory—total victory. And if I don’t see them right away, there will be grave consequences for us all.” As Lore stared back, his smile dropped, as he realized the seriousness; finally, after several tense moments, he cleared his th

I only smiled until my eyes curved like crescents. Something seemed to block Mason's throat. He stepped back from the closet and accidentally bumped the bookshelf with his shoulder. Something fell from the top shelf and hit the floor with a slap. A dark-blue journal with a worn, fraying cover lay open on the floor. He bent to pick it up, but his gaze caught the first lines on the exposed page. "I came back from ten years in the future."

*James Pov* I groaned hearing my phone ringing and opened my eyes to see the room is dark. Did I sleep for too long? I thought moving a little and sat up. Looking at the person sitting on the chair beside the chair made me fist my hand. I can’t believe I got fooled in this level. Actually, it was my mistake to change the plans. Now, there will be no changes at all. Within four months, it will be a goodbye. She slowly blinked her eyes when my phone started ringing again. I looked away, taking the mobile and lifted it with my good hand.

“Well, no wonder why they’re all riding around in giant metal birds. They’re from the future.” Indigo squinted over that suggestion before he slowly shook his head. “No. I don’t think so. From the maps Great-grandma Amelia drew for Grandpa Atchison when he was young, none of their terrain matches ours. They’re not from this future, not at all. I’m telling you, they’re from an entirely different plane of existence altogether, which makes me think their realm exists concurrently with ours; they must’ve just started recording their time before we did. Or maybe it moves faster than ours. Yes, that would make sense because they’re far more progressive than we are in so many ways with their motorc

The fourth child smiled sadly. You already tried. And failed. How? He looked at the doorway. Because the future you're trying to save... has already begun. The chamber shook. A massive crack appeared across the ceiling. Darkness poured through. The fourth child raised his hand. I stared at him. What is happening? He looked at me with tears in his eyes. The future has found us. And then a voice echoed from above. A voice I recognized. The End. The final war has begun.