Fleeting Times Novels & Stories

Light fades off so suddenly that it felt like night came upon the scene within a second. In the twinkle of an eye and quick as a storm's lightening, all the moments left unexplained and misunderstood in Time Is Reborn, suddenly lined up as clips to be replayed. Thus, it occured, replaying one after another in a speed which sight and reality couldn't comprehend, thus forcing it to glitch.

"Yes. They say daughters are their fathers' lovers from a past life, and ours is no exception. She clings to him like glue, won't let anyone else hold her." Lucy suddenly remembered. Half a year into their marriage, Steven had left for an urgent business trip abroad—gone for a full month. That date… it must have been when the boy was born. Then, a little over a year later, he had insisted on personally handling a trip to Africa. Again, one month. That must have been when the girl was born. The only two times she hadn't traveled with him for work. Looking back now, how strange. Why exactly one month, both times?

"Be good, little boy. I hope you grow up happy and healthy." Everyone was stunned by Whitney's action, and even Henry frowned. "Aren't you mad?" "No, I'm not." Whitney smiled. "It's a good thing that Ms. Fontaine produced an heir for the Jordans. Why would I be mad about that? All right, I won't disturb you any further. Don't let me stop you from continuing to have fun at this party." Whitney left the hall and walked out into the cold air. It was the end of spring, and there was still a slight chill in the air. She walked very quickly, and her best friend, Summer Thompson, caught up from behind in eight-inch heels.

Nothing was straight for long. “This estate is built on the second law,” Beatrice said. “Never arrive early. Never leave last. Power is most vulnerable at the edges of time.” Lillian followed her gaze. “Because you are exposed.” “Yes. And because people watch who waits.” Beatrice turned back. “Arrive early and you appear eager. Stay too long and you appear cornered. Both invite correction.” Lillian thought of the mornings she opened Bloom House Floral before dawn. The contrast was stark. Florentis valued presence. Aurelia valued absence.

She says so fast, that I get taken aback and I have to take a second, before I answer. " I never thought of you as someone who had a problem with me. " I say with a small frown. " N-no, don't get me wrong. What I meant to say -------" " Was that getting used to the changes in our lives, might be different, for each one of us." I finish for her. " Yes, right. Um, I don't have much time left......" She trails off, reminding me to get to the point. And that's what I do.

Sara asked. “First, let’s see what is on this,” Garett said as he motioned for her to come and sit down next to him. This was the moment they both had been waiting for since she found the first flash drive. When she was settled, he looked at her and took her hand, and then plugged the small thing in the port. It started to buzz as the computer was taking a few minutes to process what was on it. They were both holding their breaths as they waited. It seemed like it was taking forever. “Computer is slow,” Garett said.

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.

My feelings were mixed while all the memories that appeared in my mind began to fade into darkness. For what felt like an eternity, my feelings slowly became as empty as the abyss. For a long time, I was in darkness….

His words were like ice, and he hung up before she could say another word. Summer stared at her phone, her expression darkening as rage boiled beneath the surface. She’d waited so long for me to step aside, and she finally had her chance. However, why was everything slipping through her fingers now? A few days later, she called Lucien again. The moment he saw her name flash across the screen, his brows furrowed. “I told you. I don’t have time for this right now–” “Lucien.” Summer’s voice trembled, soft and tearful. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you, but the power’s out at my place. I think there’s a short circuit or something…