Love Beyond Time Novels & Stories

With renewed determination, I pressed on, my magic surging forward like a tidal wave, crashing against Dorian's defenses. "You're not the only one who can manipulate time," I retorted, my voice echoing with defiance. "I won't let your twisted version of fate control us any longer. Cassian and I share a love that defies even the darkest of destinies. And it's that love that will ultimately vanquish you." In that moment, as our powers clashed and the battlefield trembled beneath our might, I knew that I had the strength to confront the darkness that had haunted us. With every ounce of my being, I fought for our future, for the love that had endured through time, and for the hope that even in t

“Their love was too powerful.” Lyra glanced at the shard of light coming from the tower. “Perhaps she is in there,” she said. “Perhaps that’s where the Trinity are.” Lore nodded, then turned back to the prone figure of his swollen, beaten cousin. “We’ll wait for her return,” he said. But Lyra didn’t look certain. “What is it?” Lore questioned her. “What do you know?” Lyra paced away from him, twisting her hands as she walked. “The legends say they can bend time,” she says. “That a second for them is a thousand years for us. Or that a thousand years for us can be a second for them. There’s no way of knowing how long the girl will be gone.”

"Sadly, I don't have that kind of power, Time is above the reach of everyone, even the Gods who can control life can't control time." "That is unfortunate, but on the good side, we still have the ability to recreate this night over and over again". He said smiling, wanting very badly to take her again but he knew they both needed their energies for the next morning, not to mention that making love to Rima wasn't only physical, every moment with her, every time they looked in each other’s eyes felt like making love, every time they were the reason for each other’s smiles and laughs were making love, every time they had the satisfaction of knowing they were alive and still have time together f

The chaos between her and her parents. The chaos between her and the other stars. The chaos between her and the fans. The chaos between her and HIM. How will a love story start when in the beginning, there's so many things she have to fix. When will the time her past has to be known. When will the time his secrets will be reveal. *************************** Nag-flat na ang linya ng apparatus, tumigil na ang heartbeat niya, kaya sinusubukan ng mga doktor na ibalik ang heartbeat niya.

“Perfect Lover?” I nodded, leaning slightly against the chair across from him. “It’s silly, I know. But the story behind them is kind of sweet. The idea is that if two people are perfectly synchronized, in the same ‘time zone,’ they’ll never miss each other. But if they aren’t…” I gestured vaguely, feeling oddly self-conscious. “...well, it’s not anyone’s fault. They’re just living in different worlds. Different stages of life, different priorities. You can’t force that kind of timing.” He studied me for a moment, something unreadable in his dark eyes. “And you think the person I’m waiting for is in a different time zone?”

His eyes sparkled with reflections of the aurora, as beautiful as the sky itself. "I love you deeply and devoutly, in a way I have never felt for anyone else. You are the light in my life, driving away the shadows of my past. Since our reunion, there hasn’t been a moment when I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life with you... "I wonder if you’d give me this chance to hold your hand and walk through life together?" Before he could finish speaking, Jessica extended her hand toward him. She nodded while crying, saying, "I will."

my mother comforts me. My father adds, "And you'll forever be part of all of us. Your love and memories are what keep the souls of those lost shimmering back to you as holograms. Just like time, love is also life. These elements weave through the fabric of existence to create what you call consciousness." "So I am light, love, and time?" I ask, feeling perplexed.

“It is almost too late.” He stepped closer, his voice dropping to a whisper meant only for me. “I will call you when you are on the road.” The sirens screamed now, racing past the mansion gates. I looked down at the black pine box in my hands—at the future, at the cost—and for the first time since this began, I understood something terrible and absolute: Saving the world meant losing someone I loved. And there would be no time to say goodbye.

“Widowed is good. Widows get access and sympathy in equal measure, and nobody asks a widow why she’s alone. But reserved is wrong. Make her warm. Warm people are invisible, because everyone’s too busy being flattered to examine them. And give me a dead husband with a personality, someone specific I can be fond of in public. Grief is only convincing in the details.” She’d improved it in ninety seconds. She improves most things I build in about ninety seconds, and I’ve stopped resenting it and started budgeting for it. “Fine,” I said. “Elise Caron, warm widow. I’m Laurent. We’re recently together. Discreetly.” “You’re always recently together with me. You should try besotted. It reads as harml

The space was restricted, but that didn't stop them from going all in, and they could rightly guess that anybody passing by would know that passionate love was being created in that car. Isaac leaned forward to give her bouncing breasts appreciating sucks and she arched her back, her eyes rolling up to her skull. “I love you, love.” He mumbled against her skin, sucking on her neck. “Ahh.” She shuddered, pulling him into her as he drove her closer and closer to her climax. “Tell me you love me.” He ordered through moans, his eyes fixedly looking into hers in the darkness. “I do, I fucking do!” She loved Isaac, she loved every single thing about the man between her legs. But there's still this