I See The Future Novels & Stories

Victoria changed the subject. “I’m here visiting, and you won’t even offer me a glass of water?” I quickly got up and poured her a glass of water. Then, I placed it in front of her. When I lowered my head to set down the glass, I got a glimpse of her cleavage, and it was shocking. Since they were right in front of me, I really wanted to touch them. However, she was my future mother-in-law. Could I really touch her?

Stephanie figured that Gabriel might really be drunk right now. Otherwise, a man as solemn and dignified as he was would never have made this call. But of course, this wasn't something she needed to concern herself with. She continued, "In the future, Mr. Thorn, please don't ask such meaningless questions again. Don't waste any more time on me. You're a smart man. Instead of dwelling on things that didn't happen in the past and will never happen in the future, you'd be better off looking ahead."

The future was something to be excited, about something to look forward to. The End.

“That’s where you can tell the future, right?” “In a manner of speaking, yes. I can and will have visions that are caused by just about anything. I’ve seen you coming into our lives since we were all very young. I just could never see what you looked like. Want you… My love, we’ve never wanted anything or anyone more than we do you.”

Future-me reached out as though to touch me, as if I were curious about myself. Was this future-me very old who didn’t remember me well? Was this the resignation and peace of a long life? She walked on then, and I was confronted with a different future-me. I wasn’t covered in white but silver, and it was still just as hard to see me. Much clearer were the figures behind future-me, and then the figures behind them.

Personally, I can’t wait to see what the future brings. The End.

Before that, he had carried me on his back across two blocks and vowed to stay by my side as long as we lived. I'd once believed we would be together forever. But Gianna gradually stole his tenderness and ground away his patience toward me. In the end, the very man who once fought with everything he had to protect me forgot the one thing he should never have forgotten about me. I closed my eyes, and the desperate video call from the future came to my mind again. There I was in the basement, hollow-eyed and in despair, begging myself to run. I often found myself wondering what would've happened to me if I hadn't left back then and just kept walking the path I was on.

"I need... I don't see a future. Before you came, I saw that everything was perfectly fine, that the baby is fine. But now... I see red. I see blood. I don't see anything." "But I thought you saw an infinite amount of futures," Julius said. "Surely you were supposed to see him. You were supposed to see RJ." I shook my head gently. "It doesn't work like that. My visions... the premonition doesn't work like that. I have to know about the existence of something before I can see the possible outcome. I didn't know about this RJ before, which is why the future I saw was only in line with what I knew. And now that I know about him…”

Ian asked. “Depends on what you call 'seeing',” I shrugged. “Well, I do want to see you again.” Ian smiled. I smiled back. Why did he want to see me again? Did the future hold something promising for the two of us? Maybe, just maybe, if I had seen into the future, I would just have disappeared into thin air at the sight of Ian.