Got 4 Minutes To Save The World Novels & Stories

With one final grimace in my direction, Rowan wrapped his arm around her shoulders and swept her out of the building. My head was already hurting, and it had nothing to do with the rising din of voices around me. Just a few hours ago, I was a human living in suburbia with a family who treated me like a servant—not a fantastical creature from a storybook who was the center of attention. And just a few hours ago, I had one boyfriend, Daniel. Even if he cheated on me with my stepsister, there was only one. Not three “mates”. “Four,” the voice in my head corrected me. “You have four mates, although the fourth isn’t here tonight. I wonder who he could be…”

“Understatement of the century.” Sirens echo in the distance. Emergency vehicles are finally moving through the city again, responding to the chaos left behind by the attempted network connection. People collapsed everywhere earlier. Most of them are waking up now. Confused. Disoriented. But alive. Humanity survived first contact. Barely. Matteo rubs the back of his neck. “You know what’s funny?” Ezra raises an eyebrow. “I’m afraid to ask.” “We just saved the planet,” Matteo says, gesturing vaguely toward the sky, “and somehow I still feel like the universe isn’t done messing with us.”

"So you believe me?" "I believe you experienced something. Whether it's actual time travel or something else—I don't know. But I believe you're telling the truth about what you lived through." He sat back down, taking her hands. "And if there's even a chance you're right about the apocalypse, we have to act like it's certain. The cost of being wrong is too high." Relief flooded through Maya. "Thank you." "Don't thank me yet." Daniel pulled out his phone. "We have seven weeks to prepare for the end of the world and take down the Harts. That's not a lot of time."

"Jay, I shouldn't have let Doug get tested in the first place. The surgery's getting closer, and instead of being grateful, you're picking fights with him. I don't even recognize you anymore." Doug spoke up right on cue. "Mom, Dad, Moira… Let's do the transplant the day after tomorrow. Living with him and dealing with this every day… I'm exhausted." My parents pulled him into their arms, hearts aching for him. Moira shot me a hard look. "Happy now?" Dad added, "Don't think that just because Doug donates his marrow, you'll have us all to yourself. Keep dreaming! We raised him for 23 years. He'll always be our favorite son."

“She can’t die! She’s the Female Protagonist of this world. How could she die? Try again! Save her again!” He grabbed the doctor by the collar and shook him violently. The doctor’s face turned pale from being yanked around, but he shook his head and insisted, “Mr. Parker, we’ve done everything we can. Ms. Cartwright’s body has failed. Even the best surgeon in the world wouldn’t be able to bring her back now.” System: [World Self-Destruction Countdown: 19 hours, 56 minutes, 22 seconds.] [World Self-Destruction Countdown: 19 hours, 56 minutes, 21 seconds.]

"We care if she stays alive. If she breathes after twenty-six hours — we tell your father." The video ended. Nobody spoke. I stared at the dead screen and slowly looked at Kane, whose attention stayed fixed on it for a moment before he said, "Change the timeline." Lev looked up and nodded without questions. My stomach dropped. "...what does that mean?" I asked. Kane turned and his eyes stayed on me. "We're doing it today." I stopped breathing. "...today?" He nodded once, and the room felt like it shrank around me. I looked at the chair, at the camera, at the restraints on my wrists, at him, and my voice came out very quietly. "...you're serious."

Just as Eryth had said. My stomach twisted. Because if those were merely scouts— What was coming behind them? The answer arrived a second later. A shadow moved. Something so enormous it blotted out entire sections of the fractured sky. The clearing fell silent. Every person present understood immediately. That wasn't a scout. That was a commander. And it was coming. The First Guardian closed her eyes briefly. "The breach is accelerating." Eryth nodded. "We have less than ten minutes." Ten minutes. Ten minutes before the end of the world.

Excitement and apprehension flood me simultaneously. She notices a change in my demeanor and waits for my response. I look at her and asked, “so how long do i have to make a choice and what all do i need to do?” she smiles and tells me, “i can give you a month as a ghost to think about it. you are confined to your room with your body, your mom is keeping you on the life support in a coma. she knows you have a choice but not what and as long as your not flatlining you have a little under a year left, one month to think about your choice, two months to train your body and mind of the other worlds, and a month in each realm.”

Sixty-three minutes until the system crashed. Sixty-three minutes to save everyone or lose everything. The clock started counting down, and I dove into the code, barely aware of my team surrounding me with weapons drawn, protecting what was left of their friend while she attempted to hack God.

I can walk! "You can barely stand." Ethan said. "Stay. Heal. We’ll be back." Selena grabbed his shirt. "Don’t you die, Ethan." "I won’t." Ethan said. "Promise." He hugged her. Hard. Wei was waiting with 4 Chinese soldiers. "We’re ready." Ethan looked at Selena one more time. "Take care of her. Selena nodded. "Go save the world." *FLIGHT TO MUMBAI.* 12 hours.