Fantasy Time Travel Books Novels & Stories

"My great great great grandmother's name was Aurora Phoenix. Unfortunate for me, she died after I was born; through the stories, I've so badly wanted to meet her. Granny Aurora was the eldest Elf anyone had ever seen, but she was so beautiful. She'd been around for many revolutions & the times of change. She was a fierce lady; she used to fight, joust, and duel. She was even the Lieutenant General of the Elven Army. She was legendary. All of the women and children admired her greatly because of all the challenges she faced constantly. Granny Aurora wasn’t born with royalty in her blood, but she didn’t care; she lived life like she wanted. She was also a powerful Elf; there’s no one to this d

”the my bike is my one escape id to keep The End? Thank you, dear reader, for deciding to give this book a try and making it to the end, it has been an emotional journey for all. But do not fret, their story may be over for now, but this is not the last we have seen of Drake, Lilli, Rex, Tony, Jacob and yes even Lance. So be sure to keep an eye out for the next book in the series. Equivale Finding His Heart : Book 2 in the Chronicles of Zodia.

My body tingled, the familiar warmth flowed through me as I held onto it letting the energy cover my whole body, healing my sore bones when I had enough I let go the energy burst into the atmosphere like tiny confetti as it went up in black flames till it disappears My body felt stronger like a wolf under a full moon. I smiled, pushing my honey blonde hair behind her ears as I slid my hand through the cover. I turned the pages one after the other carefully. If the pace was increased it would tear; I had learned that the hard way. Letting the book settle on the page I had in mind PORTALS; there were three types: time, realms and places. The hardest to pull off was the time, there was no black

She walked to the bookcase in the far end of her living area and pulled down one of her thick spell books from the roughhewn shelf and slammed it on the well-used oak table top that was stained from the many herbal concoctions she’d created on it. Brandon winced with every movement the angry enchantress made. He didn’t worry about what she might do to him because he knew she was of a good nature and would never harm him intentionally. Even so, he was filled with remorse for his folly. When he agreed to bring Tara back in time to find Dennis it hadn’t occurred to him that her soul would be in the same time as Lucy’s body. It was something that Fiona had never known happen before and she had

What are these people saying? Did I...somehow...fall back seven years of my life? Time travel? I turned to the familiar row of books on the small bookshelf. It was mostly science books, and I ran to them, opening the first one I could grab. Nothing. Then only something about the theory of relativity in the second. Then the third had an article. The writer of the article was in the top left corner of the page, and in it, he was talking about how he believes it is fully possible to bend time and pass through, letting yourself in through different horizons, at time either long past, or never experienced.

He was caught in the crossfire, then, before everything went wrong, and he was time-sent to the library. He then wrote in each of the places, yes, he read every book, learned every spell, when he got it, he was a statue like everyone else there, but upon seeing the inscription, he remembered, sending the learned magic back. at the moment of time, it would be 30 summers, before everything happened... When he went back to a moment of time, in his youth, with the knowledge of time. Now, when he was waking up, when he found himself in his bed, in his suite, to start the day over again.

Time doesn’t pay that any mind. “Being Alden’s mate, you mean a lot to my plan. I didn’t bet on you being so stubborn, however, what use would you be if you served only one purpose,” Time tells me, leaning back in his chair. I eye him, wishing I could see into his head to find out why he is as evil as he is. “What do you want with me?” I question. The sooner I deal with this, the sooner I can go back to the mortal lands. Sitting in between timelines like this makes me brain hazy, as if it can’t quite make sense of what is going on.

This was frightening to think of. Time was one of those things even magic can't alter. So, there was no way the world got forwarded by five years. Other than this, there was only another thing she could think of. This wasn't the same world as the one she lived as Seraphine; there were high chances it could be an alternate world with the same characters and storyline. Since she could transmigrate into a novel, this could happen as well. Seraphine was grateful to the immense amount of fictional books she read for her imagination.

Sometimes smoothly and then sometimes skipping backward a fraction of a second and then jumping forward. Kieran understood that Cyrus’s ability is something related to time, but how is the watch related to him? It doesn’t make any sense. Soul Arts come from within the person, not from objects. He had no time to think. Kieran lunged again. Cyrus kicked off the ground, time folding once more. The space between them bent; Cyrus moved farther than should’ve been possible with a single step, reappearing on Kieran’s flank and sending a sweeping strike of what seemed like compressed air.

"I don't understand." Neither did I. Order leaned over the page. His silver eyes carefully followed the notes written in the margins. "Wait..." He flipped another page. Then another. "I think this is explained elsewhere." Within seconds three more books floated toward him. The Spirit King searched silently before stopping at a section labeled Temporal Gifts. "There." Hunter immediately began reading aloud. "Time Movement does not truly manipulate time." He frowned. "That's... misleading." Order nodded. "It functions similarly to teleportation." Pamela looked even more confused.