Novel & Cerita Jon Snow Time Travel Fanfiction

“Mr. Zeller, I think we should send more people. There’s no way we can’t get Skyla.” “We’ve waited half a month already. A few more days won’t make a difference.” After saying that, Sean walked past him. A white magnolia flower drifted down and landed by Zion’s feet. He frowned. What did that mean? Was William supposed to just swallow this? * At breakfast, Winter quietly glanced around the dining room, trying to see if there was a clock. She needed to know the time. If she knew the time, then based on how long the helicopter had flown, she could roughly guess whether she was still in the country or already overseas.

We go quiet for a bit, staring at each other with a smile as his thumbs brush my cold cheeks. “Can we get some sleep? I'm still sleepy from the early flight.” I yawn. “Of course, doll. You go ahead. I'll unpack our stuff and ask Noah some questions.” “Kay.” I move away from Jaxon and join Snowie in bed. Jaxon goes ahead to start unpacking our bags. I try to sleep, but I find myself staring blankly at him, the story of Elder Zora's baby lingering in my mind. Why do I feel strangely connected to it?

Under the streetlight stood a tall man, snow collecting in his dark hair. I blinked, hardly believing what I saw. I murmured, "Christopher?" Christopher Joyner turned toward me, his face lighting up despite the freezing air. His nose was red from the cold, and in his hands was a bouquet. He smiled as he walked toward me. "Didn't you say you wanted to see the first snow with the person you love most?" My chest tightened. He had been working late just last night, yet because of one offhand comment I had made, he caught a red-eye flight just to see me.

The moment stretched, fragile and thin. Damian stood at the window, Rowan's hand still on his shoulder, the weight of it the only thing tethering him to the present. The snow fell beyond the glass, silent and endless, just as it had for hours. Just as it had since the letter arrived. Time had stopped. Or perhaps it had never been moving at all. Perhaps this was simply what it felt like to exist between worlds—stuck, like Arabella. Waiting. Unable to move forward, unable to go back.

“ Okay, I can do that. I know you got us. And I know you won't let us down.” 5 years later Rebecca POV “Johnathan!! Come on, let's go!” “ Mommy, I want to play with my dinosaurs. I don't want to go anywhere!” Johnathan started to wail. “ I know, honey, but we have to go. Aunty Allison is waiting for us, and Mr. Ben is going to make sure we get there.” Johnathan looked up with excitement. “ Mr. Ben!? I love Mr. Ben!! Okay!”

“We’re all grown up now, Connor. This time, we’ll all get what we want.” “What are you talking about? The marriage agreement is set in stone. Who else would you marry?” I looked at him silently. In this timeline, I would be the one to leave. Thus, Connor would not die in that horrible flood. Even though I knew that everything in the previous timeline would only end in pain and heartbreak, the love and trust I felt for Connor was not so easily vanquished. In the end, I could not withstand the heat of the day and fainted.

Quickly my hands covered my mouth as I looked at myself in the mirrors with wide eyes; I was in a wedding dress, and the thought that almost came out of my mouth wasn't new; I remember thinking the exact thought on the day of my mating ceremony, when I was getting married to Alpha Nathan. What is going on? I thought as my hands went to my throat, searching for alpha Nathan's hands, but there was nothing; I was sure that I was strangled to death, but being in this luxurious room with my mother, who stopped contacting me after my wedding to alpha Nathan, felt real. "Is this hell?" "Gianna, what's wrong with you? I know that you are excited, but you need to stop acting weird." Mom said. I reach

And I promised her that I will do that very soon, as soon as Angel settles down with us properly. It still catches me by surprise every time she looks at me with those fuck me eyes and that I love you to the moon and back look. We’re both still locked in our heaven and I don’t think we’re ever planning on coming down to planet earth again. Who would when you’ve got an angel who loves you and gives you herself with complete trust and passion? We were about half an hour away from reaching home. We spent the past week away from Snow, just the two of us. We stayed five days in Seattle getting her college papers ready to transfer her to Fairbanks’ online fashion design program just before the sem

Nolan's voice carried down the spiral staircase: "She deserves to know why her DNA was on file before she was born!" Jeff's fingers found mine, warm and rough. "We're leaving. Now." The garage door groaned open to reveal a vintage snowcat, its yellow paint peeling. Jeff hotwired it with practiced ease as I climbed into the passenger seat. "You knew." My voice sounded hollow. "All this time, you knew." The engine roared to life. Jeff's knuckles whitened on the wheel. "Not everything." We plowed through snowdrifts, the chalet shrinking in the rearview mirror. The storm swallowed the road whole, reducing the world to white noise and the pounding of my heart.

"Try not to bring your entire wardrobe because space is limited." "Try not to bring your entire contact list," I called after him. "Oh wait, they're already published in the tabloids anyway." The elevator doors closed on his furious expression and I stood there in the empty hallway feeling my heart beat increase and I hope my BP doesn't get worse. My phone buzzed with a text from the lawyer's office about travel arrangements and I deleted it without reading the whole thing because I already knew what it would say. Two days and then I'd be stuck in a house with Adrian Ashford for an entire Christmas season.