Fiction About Time Travel Novels & Stories

Most of them were written in black coloured ink and some in blue. "Ana" Levi called her and gestured to her to move closer to him. "What is it?" Ana asked. "Check this." He pointed at a picture in the book he was searching. "An hourglass?" She said curiously. "It's written here how an hourglass is used for time travel." he read the short paragraph written below the picture. "But we don't have an hourglass." Ana pointed. "I have seen this hourglass. Here in the basement if I remember correctly." Levi said, thinking hard about it.

he said, "time can be pretty tricky so don't do anything that might end up messing with the timeline." "He's right," Franc added, "you could create a paradox and even end up wiping yourself out of existence." "Alright," sighed Natasha, " don't pull a Marty McFly, got it!" There was a loud noise that sounded like thunder and Katie gasped, showing her assistant. "He's here!" Diana said grimly. They were one hundred meters below ground when the workers at CERN were shocked to see a figure tear through the facility, with fire burning off of it. "So-so how will I know if I've gone back in time?" asked Natasha after fully gearing up as the Viper.

After years of watching her search for a man who would appreciate her for her inner beauty while ignoring the outer that she clearly lacked, it was heartwarming to see that she was finally meeting men who weren’t superficial enough to let appearances stop them from seeing the true Nora. I smiled to myself. If she was able to balance both Roger and Anton while he was with us, all the more power to her. “What do you need to know about time travel, cousin?” Anton asked as he sipped his brandy. “I would have thought that experiencing it firsthand would have given you a good idea of how it works.” “A man teleported into my house on several occasions. I was able to see him, but not fully. Does

I’m about to put it on the table, but he reaches out his hand, giving me no choice but to hand it to him. He takes a sip. “Delicious coffee.” “Thanks.” I glance at the clock with subtlety. It is past nine o’clock. It is definitely not a good hour to have a visitor. Especially a male visitor. “So, what brings you here?” I hate to be rude but I am tired and I still have to convince Bob about the change of the story. I know it will not be easy considering how much he loves the plan about Toby. He thinks it could be a hit.

So she asked: – What if I interact, touch, or stubbornly want to say something to my mother? The watch coldly replied, the mechanical words without sympathy: – Because she is affected by the paradox of time, if your mother had strong contact with an outcast like you, her memories of the other timeline would be awakened.

“Several years ago, Darin, a distant relative created this time machine, hoping to go back into time to save his wife from himself but it didn’t work. He was lost in an unknown period, up till now, no one knows if he succeeded by travelling back into time or to the future. All we know is that his experiment failed. “After him, some other scientists postulated that it’s most likely that he traveled to the farther future as the machine was flawed. Darin thought he was designing a machine to go back into time but then it was quite the opposite. They tried to modify the machine, making it possible for only your thoughts to be projected, not your whole self so as to prevent the “Darin’s flaw” fro

Using its calloused and wrinkled hands, it scanned the book frantically, thirsting for information as to why Ember existed when all of the Alavarens were killed to extinction. The creature read the book page by page until it happened to open the most valuable information that was written in the book. “The Alavarens mastered the art of time travel. They knew how to escape death by escaping time.” The creature was shocked. It heard that kind of magic before, but no one know if it really existed. It was a myth. Time travel is prohibited by the good witches since it was a form of dark magic. “So this is how they do it. Does that mean that they were still alive and that just jump from one time to

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.

“For goodness’ sake, we’re in Paranormal High! You’re a vampire who turns into a bat and drinks blood. Scott breaths fire when he is having a bad day. Kaid turns in a giant wolf man. Literally everything here is governed by magic—and suddenly you believe in science?” “Sorry, but... time travel just isn’t the same as fireballs. Even if it was real, it’d require a ton of mana, which you don’t have. I mean, you could hardly stay conscious after pulsing time for a few seconds. Remember? You pass out cold every time.” “I’m a chronokeeper,” I said. “What do you think that means.” She hesitated. “But it’s the truth,” I insisted, my voice rising. Desperation clawed at me. I wanted to scream about th

Angelo raises his hands before the male teacher finish what he said, so hepless, he pointed at where Angelo is and instructed for the boy to stand up to answer the question. “The classic elements of a science fiction novel include: Time travel. Teleportation. Mind control, telepathy, and telekinesis, Aliens, extraterrestrial lifeforms, and mutants. Space travel and exploration. Interplanetary warfare. Parallel universes. Fictional worlds. That’s all” Angelo said his answer and didn't wait for the male teacher to give him permission to sit as he already sat down back again to his seat, the smell of gun powder a while ago that disappeared once again resurfaced on the air as Demetria looked at