Read The Future Novels & Stories

I sit beside him and take his hand. “The Loom is showing me futures,” I say. “But none of them are fixed.” “And the past?” “Not mine. Not yet. But I feel it pulling too.” “Then what do we do?” “We hold together.” “And then?”“We burn forward.”

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.

“I’m not here for a fortune reading. The first one was bad enough.” Her eyes slowly filled with sympathy, as if she knew exactly what I’d been through. “Knowing the future is both a blessing and a curse. You accept terrible things easier when you know they are coming…but they are also all you ever think about until they happen.” Definitely. “I need to know if it can be reversed.” One eyebrow cocked to the ceiling of the tent. “The future has already happened. Now it’s the past. I hope you aren’t dumb enough to think the past can be changed.”

“ Welcome! My name is Persia. Betina: “ Are you a psychic? Persia: “ Yes! I read palms and talk to spirits! I can see the future and unlock the secrets of the past. Betina: “ You're blind, but on the other hand you have a gift! Persia: “ What do you want? Betina stretched out her hand: “ What do you see in my hand? Persia held her hand with her left hand and with the tips of her index finger massaged the corner of her forehead. “ Hmm… Anxious Betina: “ What do you see? Persia: “ Confusion! Betina: “ What do you mean? Persia: “ You're going to get married again! Betina laughed: “ Really? When? And with whom? Persia somewhat indignant: “ Next year! Betina: “ What? Persia: “ And it will be here

He was not reading — his book was open on his knee but he had not turned a page in twenty minutes. "You're not reading," I said. "No," he said. "Tell me what you're thinking about," I said. He closed the book. Set it on the coffee table. Looked at the city outside the windows for a moment. "The future," he said. I waited. "Specifically the foundation," he said. "And where we are. And what comes next." He paused. "And you." "Me specifically," I said.

Kendall nodded and said, “That’s what the cards told me.” “Did they give any indication of what’s going to happen?” Addy asked her. She shook her head and said, “Only that new possibilities will open up in the near future.” Addy brightened and grinned at her. “I should come into the store for a reading,” she said. “Maybe it will give me some insight into my future and what kind of job I’ll be getting.” “You totally should stop by!” Kendall said. “I’d be happy to give you a reading!”

Was it possible that she was older? Before I could stare at her, mouth open wide, she added "Aren't you going to ask?" "About?" To that, she beamed and I'm sure the look on face told her I was clueless as to why she was smiling. "Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be in your position, have my future be told to me." "So it's true-" "Yes, Nobody can read a Kriona. We can see futures of almost everybody but we cannot see ours. No one can. It is a blessing especially after having to bear the burden of the possible futures of others. Imagine what would happen if we knew ours."

“Then Reinar is going to wind up being our fated mate.” My eyes land on the right side of the road. There is a sign there that is very modern. It’s blue with glowing, pink holographic text that says, “Wanna see how it all ends? Your dreams will let you see the future!” Panic wells up in my throat. “So if I choose the power to have foreshadowing dreams, then fate will somehow choose Reinar as my mate? Jesus, what a miserable fate that would be...but then again, I don’t really want Jackson either!”

Cold dread settled inside me. “You should give it a try once more,” he suggested. “I don't think I am ready,” I muttered. “You never will,” he pointed. “But at least by knowing, you could change the future if possible” he stated. “Come on. Standing in front of it and don't move back until it's done. Or else it will make a future of its own” he warned me. “What do you mean?” I frowned at him. I mean that if you keep moving back without knowing the full story, there are chances that the future might turn out slightly differently.

Thank you. At the same time, this familiar yet unknown number sent me the exact same message. As I read the last two lines of the message, the gloominess in my heart dissipated completely. The future was bright.