My Future Self Novels & Stories

It was odd seeing my own self, but I didn't have time to be amazed. "Who are you?" My younger self repeats. "And why are you touching my luna?" "Listen," I huffed, hoping he would believe what I was about to say. "I'm you from the future." It even sounded like a crock of shit to me, but I didn't know how else to phrase it. "I came here to try to help you defeat your enemies." "Enemies?" He repeated, narrowing his gaze. "That's right. I'll explain everything once we get Danica inside." I continued. "She is pregnant and needs to take care of herself."

You know, that is my purpose to visit in the park plaza. Anderson log out to his account after he will send this message to her. On the other hand, he is going to the outside; to see the galaxy in the sky. Right here, his eyes are keeping on looking it. What he is crossing to his mind; the object inside to the galaxy; the presence of his future prepossessing woman. But he is having a difficulty; to see her properly.

HOW can a person be SO idiot like her? “Okay, just wait for 2 weeks I will show you, your slim figure by using my special 21st-century modern technique for weight loss...he hehe” Accepted while giving evil laugh. Even though she wanted to make sense out of the original body, she couldn’t argue when she noticed the sad voice. “But after that, you have to give me the full authority on this body everything related to this body will belong to me. Do you agree with me?” said seriously.

"I know you misunderstood me. But what happened because of that misunderstanding—it was real." "What's done is done. You can't undo it. The scars in each person's memory don't fade." "That day in Switzerland was so cold that it finally let me let go of the past." "Zane was the one who helped me move on." "Let's just move forward. Nico, Arlo, Rhett." "We had a beautiful childhood. But from now on, I'm going the way I chose. The way I'm looking forward to." "And I hope—the Nico, Arlo, and Rhett from those childhood days—can wish me well."

“Trust me, Ava. Some truths can’t be carried all at once. They’ll crush you.” Her throat ached. “Why me? Why are you doing this?” Older Ava’s eyes glimmered, haunted. “Because I remember being you. And I remember how much it hurt.” Before Ava could respond, the older version of herself turned and melted back into the shadows of the yard. Gone. ––– Ava stumbled home in silence, every street a blur. Her brain was too loud, too tangled. Rick wasn’t who he said he was. Her mom had lied. And now—her future self was here, sending warnings, manipulating her every move.

I had my future to think about. I needed to set out the strategies that will bring me fruitful results in the future. I have to fight for Miranda now, so she can be mine in the future. All of what I was doing was to secure a much more better future, and a comfortable place for my kids, and I was surely going to work out on my dreams, the least I could do now was relent on my vision. My mind reminded me of something. I was certain that i was missing something, or rather I lost something.

The technology in this time is so advanced that you will not be able to imagine it even in your wildest dreams. The airports do not exist anymore. Instead there are spaceports. People travel from one planet to another planet, one galaxy to another galaxy for vacation, marriage ceremonies, birthdays etc. Each spaceport has upto 300 rockets and space shuttles. All the cars are now aircars. People do not need aeroplanes and trains anymore. They are just kept as models in the museum to help the upcoming generations to see these 'vintage' machines.

Future me places a kiss on Osiris's cheek. “If I can save the colony, it will be worth it,” I tell Osiris. Before Osiris can stop me, I am running to the middle of the town square. My future self is so close that I can reach out and touch her. “I know you are here,” future me says to know one. “I think you can help me.” I look over my shoulders for anyone I might be talking to, but there is only me. “Are you talking to me?” I ask aloud, but my voice fades into nothing as it leaves my throat.

I wish you peace, happiness, and a future without limits. I stared at the screen, my eyes growing warm. I didn't know what that little app had really been—maybe a version of myself from another timeline, maybe the last mercy the universe had decided to give me. I typed two words and hit send. [Thank you.] A gust of night wind swept past. The text thread flickered into a jumble of code and vanished from my phone entirely—as if it had never existed. I lifted my head, looked at Ed, looked at this beautiful, vibrant city, looked at the dazzling future stretching out before me.

“That was me from the very near future, who went to the kids’ school. Me in the present is not responsible for his actions.” “You from the future? What are you talking about?” My patience was running thin, and Carver was clearly enjoying my inner turmoil. He leaned in habitually and raised his brow. “It’s a possibility between us, love. My future self is sure about it.” “Oh, really!” It wasn’t too late to answer him in his way. So, I lifted my head, minimizing the distance from his sinfully alluring face. “I have that poison in my bag. Do you want it now or should I save it for the near future?”