Lost Time Book Novels & Stories

The one that oddly resembles Kianna Amanda Hinsen. ‘I planned to be here to have a clear mind and now I bumped into the other person I wanted to forget…’ Picking up the phone he had on his shorts that he was still wearing, he tap his thigh a couple of times before confirming that he lost his phone. “Shit…” ‘Did I lose that when I fall back then… hah…’ Thinking about it, that was the only time he can think of when he would probably lose his phone. But even if he checks it right now, there is no way he can see it. It is probably long gone… sinking deep under the water.

She truly did. Years of hope. Years of waiting. Years of believing the future would eventually belong to her. Only to watch it slip away. Not because of one dramatic event. Because of countless small moments. A thousand tiny changes. The worst kind of loss. Vivian looked toward the window. Then away. “I keep telling myself there is still time.” A pause. “Then I see him with Ava.” Another pause. “And I know.” The words lingered. Heavy. Painful. Final.

Because of him, I finally lived freely. Two lifetimes of entanglement ended in this one. Winter snow always melted, and spring always came. —The End

"I said this: I never regretted meeting you. And I was even willing to give you one last chance." My voice was calm. Her entire body trembled, light flaring in her eyes, as if joy and relief had surged through her veins. But before she could speak, I cut her off. "But that chance is already gone. You never let go of Nicholas's hand—not even to apologize. I waited at home after that for two full hours. Where were you during that time?" I pressed the call button on the bedside table. The nurse entered, and I spoke with ice in my tone.

It'd always represented my last wall of defense. "Aster, no…" Aubrey tugged at my hand, likely understanding what I was about to do. She was scared things would get out of hand, scared that her perfect family would break apart. I patted her hand and said firmly, "Some losses are necessary to keep our lives in good order, Aubrey." I slowly looked up to meet the gazes of Tristan, Anastasia, and Ophelia. With a sneer, I called out to Tristan. "Are you really sure you don't know who we are, Tristan? Are you sure you want to risk the rest of your life for these two women?"

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It was the love that makes people do things to show their feelings, to show what lies in the heart. Lauren wipes the tears that fell non-stop, wetting the pillow under her head. She shuts her eyes and sniffs in the tissue. How did it come to this? She has lost the people she has loved so much. At midnight when others in the house were deep in slumber, she was busy vilifying the fate who wove her life this way. There goes no day where she lays back and stares at the night sky with no care in the world. Her life had to be a reflection of those broken gems which lose their value after the smallest of scratches.

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Nova and Silas in his car, parked somewhere dark, kissing like teenagers and touching each other with zero hesitation. I stared at it, then exhaled slowly. So that was how Leo got lost. The two of them had left a four-year-old inside a crowded party so they could sneak off. “What kind of irresponsible parents…” I muttered. Tristan shrugged, expression unreadable. “I just wanted you to see it. Make whatever decision you want with the information. Including whether you still feel like helping her look.” He said it lightly, but the message was clear. I looked at him for a second longer, then stepped out of the room without answering.

He tore the world apart looking for me. When three days of searching turned up nothing, Grayson went straight to Vidar, demanding to know where I was. But Vidar and I hadn't contacted each other ever since I'd been discharged from the hospital that day. He had no idea where I'd gone. He couldn't reach me through the mind-link, and my phone was turned off. Around that time, Grayson learned from Vidar that while my injuries weren't life-threatening, I'd lost the pup because of the incident.