Saving Time Regular Show Novels & Stories

Everyone was bustling about, and no one noticed that I had just awakened. I looked up and caught sight of the wall clock. Only one hour remained before I would have to return to the future. On the small hospital TV, they were replaying footage of last night's once-in-a-century meteor shower. The shooting stars were beautiful, but unfortunately, I had missed them again. Indeed, it seemed my wishes were destined to remain unfulfilled. I was lost in thought until footsteps approached, followed by Sophia's tired yet joyful voice. "You're awake. Ethan has regained consciousness too, thanks to your timely blood donation last night."

I drink down my smoothie as fast as possible, knowing I won’t be having anything for close to 12 hours today. When I get to Starbucks, I rush in, clocking in and quickly put all the food in the glass and the fridge. Cleaning everything and opening the doors right on time. “Good morning” I smile, welcoming everyone. “Kisses, you’re here early” Ted, a regular smiles. I usually see him later in the day. “Yeah, needed to pick up a longer shift. Need to pay those bills. What can I get for you? The usual?” I smile.

It was followed by a flash of white light. Hannah's figure became increasingly blurry. It was as if she were being scattered by the wind. She quickly shouted at me. "Evan, you have to live well. Wait for me. I'll come find you." When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to her senior year of high school. She looked at her phone. The date had gone back to the 21st of February. It was the day the time-space distortion first appeared. But this time, my voice no longer came from the empty space.

SHELBY POV I have been working both jobs for four weeks now, and the pay is excellent. All the tips I make go into my brand new savings account, and I already have $900. Nothing else has changed. Curt still comes in every night to buy beer. He does shoot me a smile every time now, but nothing else. He seems to be getting worse. He hasn't shaved in who knows how long, and he looks tired. So very tired. It breaks my heart to see a guy like him so broken.

His mind was haunted by a single thought—as long as he didn't see my corpse, then I was still alive. The days slipped by as Sheldon lost himself in his insanity and dedicated himself to looking for me. Six months later, Jackson Corporation was on the verge of bankruptcy since no one was handling the business. On top of that, Sheldon was spending the company's funds frivolously. He was once a formidable president, but he had been reduced to a madman with bloodshot eyes and an unkempt beard.

He died saving me. Now I have 30 days to make him love me... or watch him die again."Aria Blake lost everything the night her Alpha mate, Damon Voss, pushed her out of a truck's path and died in her arms. His last words still burn in her soul: _"You are mine. Always."_But fate gave her one cruel chance. A mysterious locket sent her back 10 years... to the day she first met Damon. Now she's 16 again. And he doesn't remember her. Doesn't want her. "You're not my mate, girl. I don't do destiny." His golden eyes are cold. His heart is stone.The locket is ticking: *30:00:00* 30 days. If Damon doesn't fall in love with her before the countdown ends, she'll be sent back to his deathbed... and he'll

“What shows have you binged lately?” I chuckled, “a show with a character named Cas, actually. He shares your grumpy side but is a lot less evil. He’s a bit of an angel, even.” Cas raised his eyebrows, waiting for me to explain. “Supernatural… Don’t tell me you don’t know that TV show either.” “I don’t have time for frivolous things like watching TV.” Cas stated. “Shouldn’t you have more free time since you’re rich?” Cas shook his head, “I need to make sure I keep the money I have. Besides, there are thousands people that count on me.”

"We won't just be close to each other, but protect ourselves. Besides, seeing your handsome face would bring me so much delight." "That's such a brilliant idea," He chuckled softly. "How have I not thought of that?" "But you still have to meet Dr. Kennedy, right?" "Yeah," I admitted. "But we can schedule our sessions during the weekend. Besides, we don't have much to do." "You're right," he nodded in agreement. "I guess you can start working in my company on Monday."