Miraculous Ladybug Time Travel Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Wiggy snorted loudly as his back hit the concrete wall, while Louise continued to push, making it hard for him to breathe. The young man opened his eyes only to find Louise's grinning face turned wrinkled, red with a long nose, and sparsely dirty teeth. Seeing that, Wiggy was horrified, took a stance, then kicked Miranda's chest with all her might with both legs. The witch has pushed quite a distance but was unharmed. While Wiggy coughed clutching his chest, Miranda transformed back into a beautiful woman with platinum hair and piercing bright purple beads. She walked leisurely with one hand on his waist.

She longed for a love like the one Duncan and I shared. I was relieved on two accounts. My eavesdropping provided me with a clear picture of where I stood and where Margaret stood with Duncan. He loved her as a sister, she loved him as a brother, and we loved as lovers should. All was well. I was even more delighted when I heard him approach the true coven leader about helping us get back to the twenty-first century. Although she hadn’t quite made it that far when she’d traveled through time, she felt she knew what she’d done incorrectly and would make the adjustments. The worst-case scenario, she explained, would be for her to have to perform a life elongating spell, such as the one I

Looking troubled in ways the duplicated consciousness did not. Other Lyra. The version who had not yet learned to question the Architect. "Stay here," New Lyra said. "Let me approach alone first." She walked toward her other self with slow, careful steps. We watched from the shadows, hearts in our throats. Other Lyra turned. Saw New Lyra. Her expression shifted through shock, confusion, recognition. "You," she breathed. "You are—me? How is this possible?" "Long story. Involves dying and time travel and cosmic trials. The short version is I am you from a timeline where I descended to mortality. Where I learned that the Architect is parasite, not creator. Where I discovered freedom matters mor

“Miriam will be proud. Let’s go home.” With her hand on my shoulder, she nodded and said, “Hold tight.” Feeling my body disintegrate and then rebuilding back each atom, in the blink of an eye I was on my porch. She had teleported us from the border back into town. My head spun slightly and my body was giddy. The environment rotated and it took a minute for the earth to stand still once more. Miriam opened the door to my home and greeted me. “The shadow is gone but you look like shit.”

"Everyone deserves a second chance, Mira.if I gave Logan another chance, I believe that this is me giving you a second chance. So, how long before we get to this pack?" "Close your eyes!" "What?" "Close your eyes." "But I'm driving." "What did we just talk about? Come on, close your eyes." "Okay, I'm sorry. I'll close them" I did close my eyes and two seconds later, she said "open" and just like that, we were inside the crystal territory already.

“They’ll want to know.” The night wore on with games, singing, and enough food to feed two more villages. As midnight approached, guests began to slip away, whispering their farewells and blessings to the couple. Alice knew her time was almost up. Time travel, as always, worked on its own rules. There was never a warning, just a sudden shift—like a thread being tugged loose from the weave. She hugged Simon, who thanked her again for simply being there. She kissed Leonora on the forehead and held her one last time.

He was muttering like a madman and his eyes were rolling around like marbles in a goldfish bowl, but at least he wasn’t wall-mounted anymore. “His body will heal in time,” said Cheng, who took up most of the room. “His mind may never recover.” I felt the same could be said about me. The whole time travel thing didn’t make sense on many levels. But what did seem obvious was that Yuqi’s position outside of time allowed her to fuck with everyone else. The solution, or at least the first step, was to drag her out of there and back into the here and now. “Give me your knife,” I whispered to Jenny. She gave me a look, but handed over the dagger.

She knew this smell so well that she could never miss it, no matter the location. Margar hurried out of her bed, looking around in confusion. She stared at herself and realized she looked a little younger. What was going on? She was in a dilemma. "Didn't she die in the hands of the man she once loved?" She thought as the scene played in her mind. She recalls what had happened in the space and expressionlessly looks around; life has given her another chance for a change. Margarita hurried to the calendar on the wall and discovered she was now nineteen years old and had been sent three years back in time.

It was 7:00 am on the 110th cycle. My entire body was drenched in sweat as I leaped up from bed. Taylor's and James' smiles were like blades that had plunged themselves into my heart. I didn't stop Marilyn this time. I even personally packed her bag for her. "Be good in school, Mary." "I know, Mommy." Surprise was etched all over Gabriel's face as he looked at me. "So, you've finally come to your senses."

I asked. "Desire. It is their nature turn back the time," she answered. "It is the the second time that the world revolved backwards. The first reversed was 300 years ago, the Paradis end." I froze. "What, how could that be?" I murmured. "There's no way... " "There are questions that you must answer yourself. Since you're in a different case, you're not the holder and yet you can still remember everything that happened." The curtains moved and I saw her eyes peeks, that golden eyes were like a glitter of peace.