Novel & Cerita On Time Book

After a lot of IV setting, they announced sadly, "Time of death: 4:35 pm." Author's Note Hi guys. Today is my birthday(7/7). If you are reading this please wish me or leave a comment on what you think of the book. That's will make my day. I also have poems online,you can check out by searching my name. Thanks for reading!

He pointed at the ancient clock hanging on the wall and said coldly, “You’re two minutes late.” Arabella widened her eyes. This old-fashioned person was comparable to Master Samson. Daniel was only late by two minutes and yet Master Hoffman was so calculative. Daniel sat opposite him and calmly said, “Master Hoffman’s concept of time is really strong.” Master Hoffman snorted coldly. “Young man, don’t think that I’m merely an old antique. As a businessman, not only do you have to be trustworthy, but you also have to pay attention to the concept of time. Two minutes can make you lose a business deal. If it’s on the operating table, then it might be a life.”

Shane's POV The itinerary had Ayla's name printed on it. It was a one-way flight to Heathcourt Airport in Lonia, Bretia, and it had been printed three months ago. I suddenly began to have difficulty breathing. Three months ago, I had brought Ruth back home for dinner for the first time. Unusually, Ayla had not cooked that night and had said that she was working overtime. At the time, I had said scornfully, "With that lousy job of yours, would working overtime make any difference?"

He was really uncomfortable sitting at the back seat alone, because it made it look as if he was the boss of both Anya and Asher, who were both sitting on the front seats. “Big brother, what is time?”. Anya suddenly demanded. “Okay”. Asher replied in this way because he didn't quite hear what Anya said to him. 20 seconds passed, “I mean the time, big brother…. What does the time on your watch say?”. Anya explained. “Oh. The time is 5:50pm”. Asher correctly replied to Anya this time, because he had checked the time on his wrist watch.

“I'm sorry. I just think that an hour is… too short.” “Hmm.” I nodded in support. The book in my hand was as thick as a dictionary. How can anyone finish memorizing all that within an hour? I haven't even finished memorizing the 12x timetable. Damm, it looks like the lady luck on me wouldn't be able to save me from disqualification today. “You have a free will to leave if you think you can't do it. Your time starts now.” Eason flicked his finger, and the burning timer stick in the corner of the hall was instantly lit.

Good and not too late, I still have enough time to reach my next target. Check the time: 10:58 p.m. Good and not too late, I still have enough time to reach my next target.

" Lucia, what's the time?" " 10, why?" " Oh my gosh, I was supposed to be with Ava right now. I'm freakin' late!" I say, freaking out I look around frantically, searching for my belongings. " You're not late." She says, while I hurriedly wear my shoes. " Yes I am and that's not good at all, Ava will think I'm not coming. I can't disappoint her." " Ava is a toddler, well barely a toddler, I'm pretty sure she won't notice anything, just as long as she sees you."

Zia Stephanie's POV I felt like time begun to lose its meaning. The passage of time felt like it was heavenly distorted where space time worked into different scale on the other dimension. What should only be a few minutes seemed like I had endured dew hours and what might feel like small width of time could be extensive.

"Deal, a week and I'll prove it to you that you suck at this game." --- "Daniel you asked to see me?" Clarissa shut the door almost immediately. "Certainly, get your things, we are going for lunch." Daniel told her. "Lunch, at 12? I normally have lunch by 2, I can have lunch when I'm done with printing-"

he replies. “I also liked the men becoming friends and hanging out, all giving Christian a hard time, but overall, the book was well written,” he finishes. “Yay, we are done with all the books. What is the time right now, Blake?” I ask him. He checks his phone and says to me, “The time is eight o’clock, I think we should start packing up.”