Fantasy Time Travel Books Novels & Stories

I exclaimed in awe. It was a library, a huge one. It was beautiful and vibrant, and had numerous shelves filled with countless books. It was a kind of library you see in fairy tales and never thought those exist, unless you see one, like right now. I paced around the room like a happy child in a candy land. I stopped at a shelf of science related books and looked for a good book. I lazily brushed my fingers across the books. “I can live here forever” I purred in delight.

I smiled a bit and repeated what I had stated, "I said, I am your future self, Tristan." I can tell that he is confused right now, judging from the face he makes. I spoke, "You did well for resisting and fighting this far. Your future you are proud of yourself," I smiled at the end of my sentence. "B-But how? Is time traveling real?" His eyes were wide while asking me "In the fantasy world, yes," I answered and giving him a warm aura. "Huh?" He asked with a confused facial expression.

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?

Just the soft rustle of pages and the comforting scent of old books. Only in stories, he thought, could he travel across oceans, through time, into the hearts of strangers without moving an inch, without lifting a finger. It was within ink and parchment that he found the most vivid adventures. Adventures that never asked him to sacrifice his stillness in exchange for wonder. And so, with his limbs weary but his mind slowly awakening, Arnav reached for a book. The kind of book that didn’t just pass the time, but gently stitched a man back together.

That’s when she figured that Isabella wasn’t from here. “You must be from another time period.“ “What do you mean?” “The thing you messed with wasn’t an hourglass. It was a witching glass.” “A witching what?” “The thing you called an hourglass. I read about it in my mothers’ books. It's an hourglass that’s been enchanted to control time. This item allows a person to travel between the past, the present, and the future.” “So, am I in the past?” “Yes.” “What year is it?”

The words seemed to leap off the page, filling the room with an eerie sense of foreboding. Everything written in the book didn't make any sense to either Stella or Morgan. They found everything in the book quite absurd. The book spoke of witches, dragons, angels, vampires, and the devil. They didn't believe in such a thing at all, weren't they just fantasy? If they were to interpret it, it only meant that Grandma Elizabeth was a witch while the stranger guy whom Stella had picked from the streets the previous night was the devil.

“The reason why I asked you to bring me that book, wasn’t because I was curious about it, it’s because it is a special book.” “You mean Valentine’s Day?” He asked curiously and I nodded. “What do you mean by special?” “I don’t know how to explain this, but the book has some special powers that allowed the time travel to happen.” I explained and Nathan’s eyes narrowed in confusion. “Apparently, we are characters in this book.” “What? You mean we are inside a book?” He queried and I nodded. “That’s….” He looked at me suspiciously and I understood he probably thought that I was crazy.

"Yes and no. I say so because being able to manipulate time is like borrowing a power from me and drawing a small portion of me. However with you, it's completely different. You have your own source so you my dear are chosen by time as one so you're like me." "Time." "We are the sources. People can get the powers of time if we bless them with it. However time chose you or to say layed dormant in you." Giselle was shocked to hear this. Being a source of time was something she had never expected. "You need to have more control over yourself Giselle. Judging your enemy in darkness is difficul and even more difficult when darkness itself is your opponent." Saying so, Time has vanished from the p

[Seraphine's POV] Feeling the raw power of my son's magic coursing through my veins, I focused my mind on the spell he had gifted me. I could sense the ebb and flow of time around me, the threads of destiny weaving a tapestry of events. With a whispered incantation, I tapped into the temporal currents, my body enveloped in a shimmering aura. In the blink of an eye, I was transported back an hour, standing in the same moonlit clearing, the scent of ancient trees and damp earth in the air. The sorceress stood before me, her eyes narrowing in confusion at my sudden reappearance.

The page is almost to the point where it is no longer illuminated by warm lights when I glance at it. I let out a big sigh at that point and took the book, putting it in my drawer. I looked for locks and keys, and when I came across a few little ones, I locked them and went to bed. Even though I'm not used to it, I can only look ahead with my plans as it has already happened. I simply never imagined that one day or one night I would discover a person whose identity I am unsure of. Yet given that time travel may be reversed, I suppose that various creatures, particularly wizards, do exist.