Legend Of The Time Stones Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

His eyes fixated on me, making me want to succumb to his ghostly expression. --- Mystique Luna's note: A few chapters before we would say goodbye to The Rogue Alpha Reverses the Time.

There was no other person in the house at the time. “Hi.” She whispered while standing so close to the door. “Clara. Are you good?” He sat up and motioned for her to sit. “Oh. I’m good. Ms. Stone told me the message you left for me. I just wanted you to know.” Ms. Stone was his housekeeper, she came early in the morning to clean up and left before he got back from work. “Yeah. We will go for the cake tasting tomorrow. I’ll come pick you up before noon.”

As his finger brushed it, a fresh flower scent drifted by. Maya wobbled as she stood. She looked up at the bright threads. “Look! They reach all the way to the sky!” Far overhead, the lines grew thin and faded. Chapter 80: The War of the Two Worlds. Chapter 90: The Memory of the Lemon Tree. Chapter 99: The Final Door. Up at the very top, a single line beat like a heart. It wasn’t red or blue. It shone clear white—a diamond’s color. “Chapter 100,” Maya whispered, breathless. “But I can’t read the title. It’s too far.”

"Go ahead, scream! You can scream your head off, but no one will come!" The thug's grimy, oil-stained hand reached for the collar of my coat, his rough fingertips scraping across my collarbone. I squeezed my eyes shut, nails digging into my palms, feeling nothing but cold.

Ford’s pov I must have dozed off, because when I awoke, by the moon shining through my window, I was still seated on the ground. I hastily stood up, not remembering the items I was holding, the snow globe smashing on the floor. In a state of panic I began gathering the fragments of glass, hoping that somehow I would be able to put them back together. But similar to my relationship with Nivia, once something is broken, it cannot be mended. ‘It can,’ Callum spoke in a kind voice, his anger gone.

The white flowers, symbols of purity and innocence, contrasted starkly against the dark earth. Chaos, sensing her sorrow, reached out and took her hand. His touch was comforting, a silent promise of support even if he wanted to ask her, he tried not to, for now. Even if he was shocked that she was bringing him here, he chose not to say anything and just to comfort her. They stood there for a long time, their shared silence a testament to the depth of their connection. Florence took a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly. “When I was sixteen,” She trailed off before adding, “My family was involved in a tragic accident.”

Eryx lifted the glowing stones in both hands, his stance coiled. Mia rose unsteadily, but the silver blaze in her eyes did not waver. “This time,” she said, her voice steady, “they don’t get to decide for me.” The mist parted. Shadows stepped forward. And Day Three truly began. The air felt alive with tension, every breath weighed down by the unseen eyes tracking their every step. The shadows that had stepped from the mist didn’t attack, not yet—they lingered, forming vague outlines like figures half-remembered from nightmares. Their silence was worse than violence, a constant reminder that time itself seemed to bend in this place.

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Time here felt both eternal and fleeting, memories folding upon themselves like a kaleidoscope. "Elain," Richard began, his voice filled with wonder, "it's as if we can relive any moment from our past." I nodded, my eyes drawn to a poignant memory of our first meeting, a mere glimpse in this boundless sea of moments. "It's beautiful and overwhelming. But we must stay focused. The Fractured Stone is here somewhere." The Guardians of Time had given us a cryptic clue, revealing that the Fractured Stone was hidden within the Inner Nexus. But the Nexus itself was like a living entity, shifting, twisting, and concealing its secrets.

Aurora whispered ace of pentacles. “If I knew, I wouldn’t have wasted time.” “I told you time always flows forward and the way things went was meant for this moment, so she could go to the past,” Aurora waved her hands from a cushion she materialized but showed no intention of getting up. The space around turned around and changed to a grass field where the moon was blood red. The two orbs dissipated in a burst of light. “Here we are. Welcome to the part I belong to!” “You talk in riddles, I can’t seem to understand what you mean.”