Monarch Of Time Novels & Stories

This was the secret birthplace of the watchmaker guild's greatest achievements, a place completely erased from modern historical maps and corporate records. "We... we actually made it," Marcus breathed, collapsing onto a nearby wooden crate, his hands black with soot. He looked up at the towering machinery in absolute awe. "My father used to tell stories about this place in whispers. He said that before the Silver Monarch bought the city's surface, the grandmasters assembled the first World-Clock right here in this very chamber. The machine that could anchor a timeline."

So he spent most time watching the news. Mrs. Macpherson held his hand, "Let the girls watch whatever movie, they have young blood brewing in their veins.” Mr Macpherson was reluctant but he still agreed, "Okay, do whatever you want." The four girls shouted in unison, "Thank you, daddy!" "Daddy, you're the best!" "We love you, daddy!" They were all grinning, their eyes shining with excitement. The movie was about two hours, during the first hour of the movie Mr. Macpherson expected Margaret to have something to say. But the Margaret he was seeing was not the Margaret he knew he asked, "Margaret what's wrong?"

"You're not, that's why you are able to hide your pain. Your soul feels heavy, the way I see it makes me want to burst a cry, you've suffered too much my lady." I guess it's not bad at all. "Tell me, who turned back the time?" I asked. She remained silent before she answered. "Cataslycm." I blinked my eyes repeatedly, my stomach twitched and I can see myself unable to open my mouth. "That is the end of what truly means of your reversed time. That man, a disaster. You should never let him die, or the time will stop and the world will never begin to revolve again." "What do you mean? Why does he have that kind of power?" I asked.

The view is too precious to miss taking a picture, and so, I capture the moment into a video, knowing that the picture may somehow not be enough to describe how precious it is. This man, who, for two years, I've swore to do my very best to never run into again, is in front of me, showing me sides of him that I never thought I'd be around him longer, to witness. His actions have placed me in a position where I question him, on who he is. Who is this man, this multimillionaire, who would take a day off from work,just to spend it with the woman he had a one night stand with and his niece?

Yes, it was me," Henry replied. "I thought it was Simon. I misunderstood you." "That's not a big deal." "And the issue with the keyboard warriors and Dr. Charles, you were behind fixing that too, right?" "Yes." "But how do you have such capable people to do all this?" Lydia asked. "Because I'm quite powerful. I'm actually the Master of Golden Liberty," Henry explained. "The Master of Golden Liberty?" Lydia scoffed. "Be serious. Do you know who the Master of Golden Liberty is? He's the legend among legends."

The guy said that reminded him of the man wearing the Hugo Boss, and continued, "He's just got lucky. If Jason could meet Henry Jackie too, he'd be no less than Ruber Johnny. " Aaron laughed and said, "It's true that time is stronger than people. How many people have met the towering golden mountain named Henry Jackie, like Ruber Johnny? I heard that once they receive their show, they are paid up to seven digits, or dollars. Sect's hand reaches out to all of Asia. Now almost every management company has their shares. created. What does that mean? It means the Emperor of the Asian fashion world. " Aaron narrated but splashed his saliva. Claude opened enough to watch some MVs shot by Aaron wit

“To answer the question on your mind, this wasn’t my doing brother is it your mother’s. She just got over excited, don’t blame her for that.” Shaking her head in disbelief, Clara said, “ If you are both denying your involvement in this, who then orchestrated the whole arrangement?” “Your grandparents.” Her mother said calmly. “No way. They wouldn’t do that. I don’t even know them!” “There is a legal documentation to back these claims. Properly documented. We really need this, Clara. I’m not sure we rally have a choice.” “In the 24th century? Who does that? And about the choice, oh we do have a choice. Everyone does.” Clara walked angrily towards her room.

I sigh again for the nth time today while I play with the system in my headspace. Serves it right. It's been two days since I woke up from this world and met the Monarch. It took almost all of my courage in just one day and yet, the system said I came on a perfect timing that day? Ridiculous! Who on their right mind would believe that? It seems like the system can't take my violence anymore and starts complaining instead of struggling from my hands, "Host, don't you think you need to prepare a plan? There's only 13 more days before the fated day!" I smirked and squeeze him even harder.

He said as he slowly became more angrily confused at the two locations of the same person. "Time of That Event has yet to happen." "!.! ?.?" "When you betrayed Her who trusted you, Time Spun Backwards with the force of the blast doing Its Best to Save its one and ONLY RULER WHO YOU TRIED TO KILL!" Reaching for Him with my other Claw I grabbed Him so hard that He could barely move. Pulling back my arm I prepare to throw him with ALOT of Force towards the Giant Hole. "Take Her Place as Its CORE YOU TRAITOR I ONCE CALLED BROTHER!"