My Time Bts Novels & Stories

An invisible force clenched my heart in a merciless grip. Beads of sweat rolled down my forehead like raindrops. Every tick of the clock hammered against my chest, each second a tormenting reminder of the passing time. I picked up the paper card with trembling hands, my lips quivering as I forced myself to speak. "There's still time," I said, my voice shaky but desperate. "We're withdrawing money from different banks. The amount you're asking for is too much—it takes time to gather it all."

I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. “Good,” i muttered. Now, I can continue with the rest of my plan. ~~~~~~~~~Night~~~~~~~ I glanced down at my phone, then lifted my head to look at the building in front of me. This is definitely the address. There is no way there will be mistake. I stared at it for a moment, my brows slowly drawing together. “…It’s a club,” I muttered under my breath. Not just a club, but, a gay club at that. I exhaled softly, still trying to process it.

But could he really let everything go to his family? His voice was shaking as he asked, "How long do I have to decide?" Mr. MacPherson's face turned serious. "We don't have time to waste, son." Today is the day of the engagement party. Then we need to say it, or the deal is off. Carson's eyes got really big in shock. "This coming weekend? That's three days from now!" "I know it came on quickly," his mom said in a soft voice. "Honey, we're running out of plans. "Please give it some thought."

I wasn't the one who was always distant from her own family. I was just a newcomer on the team, the junior everyone looked out for. Everyone here was focused on building something meaningful. Their attention was entirely on data and design drafts. The bitterness of my past gradually faded under the rhythm of daily experiments and calculations. So when the front desk told me I had a call from my parents, I was momentarily stunned. "Hello. What is it?" I asked calmly. It had been over three months since I left home. Simone's birthday had long passed.

I dazedly opened my phone. In a ten-second reel, Corbin was carrying Mabel while doing squats. In the sweltering summer heat, he wore a sleeveless tank top, and she wore a miniskirt. With every moment their skin touched, I felt sicker, though I was just watching it through a screen. Without saying a word, I double-tapped the reel and continued eating my lunch. Mabel clicked her tongue and said, “Aren’t you mad?” I looked at her, somewhat confused.

She asked. “It’s for 6 PM.” Nathan replied. “We’ll have one of the chef’s best tables.” “Well, I guess that’s something to look forward to.” She said. “Right now I just need to go over the rest of my emails and try and figure out some logistics stuff. At least until 6 o’clock.”

The machine was beeping like crazy and I couldn't hear what they were saying. They were also panicking and don't know what to do first. It was a total chaos... That young boy was Solon... The moment my eyes saw clearly how he looks like, he was definitely Solon. Solon when he was still young, about 7 years old. Is this a dream? Did I just die from that car accident with Solon and was reborn again in a different time line? I wondered... The boy named Solon walked close to me and held my hand tightly and said...

Charles froze. He asked, "How did you know that?" I waved my phone at him. The screen showed the "Charles' Proposal Planning Committee" group chat. Clearly, I was in it. "When… When did you join this chat?" Charles asked tremblingly. "From the start," I answered, as calm as ever.

everyone asked at the same time. “Truth me.” “Who’s your ideal man?” Grace asked. “Taehyung Oppa!” Lor answered in a heartbeat and with an ear-drilling squeal, referring to one of the seven members of the BTS boy band. “I don’t know why but every time I watch him I can feel my uterus throbbing.”

He looked at her wide eyes upon the information, and for a minute, his head spun like a rollercoaster at her silly logic. "Hey!" He yelled at the top of his lungs when she shivered while looking at him with her pouty lips. "Are you crazy?" He pushed her onto the bed, and she looked at him like a baby. "You are crying for BTS?" He gritted his teeth while clenching his fist in frustration. BTS is the number one ranking K-pop singer, and they are leaving to serve in the military. Jenny is so sad. Author: I am also so sad; I am sobbing literally like her.