Somewhere In Time Plot Novels & Stories

shouted Professor Alex from a distance. “Ready!” shouted Jacob and Zoya at the same time. Professor Alex and his team start the time machine. Captain Arnold, Doctor Catherine and Doctor Richard share the thrill of witnessing a second historic event for mankind. The time machine started beeping loudly. Spontaneously, Zoya gripped Jacob's hand tightly. Flashes of light began to appear in the area around the time machine. The lights grew brighter and brighter. “Let's do this!” shouted Jacob. “Pyarrr!” Another burst of light appeared in Professor Alex's laboratory room. The atmosphere became silent for a moment. Jacob and Zoya were nowhere to be seen in the time machine room.

Grace's POV It seems like eternity later but we made it to the house in one piece, it looks very different closer with so sign of occupants. "It looks abandoned," The smaller girl said, her voice stronger than when we talked in the house. "We can't be too sure until we check," the second girl replied. After a few seconds of rapid knocks the door opens to reveal the silhouette of a woman. We have no idea what time it is but it is quite obvious it pass midnight.

He demanded. "Well, you can continue. I'm going out for a coffee and some foods for them, anyway." Nasir answered and waving Catherine goodbye. "Nathan, how are you. Oh, gosh. I missed you." "Of course you do, but tell me everything, okay?" Nathan retorted. It takes a second or two for the new information to sink it, even though it is right before his eyes, Then he feels his lips spread wider into a gaping grin "Sure, but I'm still not over yet with the fact that I'm time traveling. The ideas were absurd." She replied.

The only one he ever spent alone, as all sorts of the same people drunkenly vomited out," It's the end of an era." The time machine was heavy, bulky, smooth, and cold. Jasper remembered drawing it, over and over again. He remembered standing with two Sýnnefan guards, always at his side, as he watched it being born. He knew almost every wire on the inside, every groove, and every connection. He pressed the numbers for the dates, bringing the longitude, latitude, and year all the way up. To a time before Gryaz was conquered, and to a place in the Sýnnefan Capital City. There would be plenty of public libraries there.

It was such a majestic building that a person from Thains could see its peak if they were using binoculars. A group of scientists were tending to their important research within the most secured part of the facility where a multibillion-dollar contraption was being crafted. Various mechanical, plasmatic and magnetised components were intricately connected to each other to create a rudimentary time machine almost the size of a basketball court. The time machine was in its beta testing phase and required the utmost attention and care from skilled engineers. Over a hundred of them were currently scattered across the chamber doing their assigned duties. Outside an area where numerous quantum cor

"You're not, that's why you are able to hide your pain. Your soul feels heavy, the way I see it makes me want to burst a cry, you've suffered too much my lady." I guess it's not bad at all. "Tell me, who turned back the time?" I asked. She remained silent before she answered. "Cataslycm." I blinked my eyes repeatedly, my stomach twitched and I can see myself unable to open my mouth. "That is the end of what truly means of your reversed time. That man, a disaster. You should never let him die, or the time will stop and the world will never begin to revolve again." "What do you mean? Why does he have that kind of power?" I asked.

I remind them to lock up the house and to text me when they reach their destination. Unsure of what else to do I kick off my shoes and lie back on his bed and close my eyes letting the music play with the phone next to me. Listening to the music play I drift off to sleep. When I wake up there's a throw covering me and my phone is on the nightstand with the music turned off. I sit up and grab my phone to check the time, only an hour has passed. I take a swig of the bottled water in my purse to cleanse my mouth and another to quench my thirst before putting it back. I stand to stretch just as the door opens and it's Mekhi.

“Dead or alive, I need to see her with my own eyes. Keep looking! Even if there’s just a sliver of hope, we don’t stop!” Though they exchanged uneasy glances, the men nodded. Then, days later, someone came running in with news. “Sir! We found a lead. Someone in a small southern town claims to have seen Luna Mia!” Lucien’s eyes lit up instantly. It was as if life had returned to his soul. He packed his bags that very night, but just as he was about to board the flight, someone stepped in front of him. “Lucien, where are you going?” It was Summer. Tears streamed down her face as she looked up at him.

However, she reminded herself that most businessmen, whatever the rank, had always demanding schedules, and as a college student conducting interviews, she was likely not a high priority for many professionals. Florence looked up at the clock, her heart sinking as she realized it was past four o’clock in the afternoon. Feeling defeated with what happened, she pulled off her earphones, placed it along with her mini iPod shuffle in her bag, and gathered her belongings from her lap, her eyes welling up with tears. She had wasted her time here, and the frustration and disappointment were overwhelming inside her.

All of the above alternatives? It doesn't take five minutes for him to respond. "I'm going there". Smile, evil. I confess that sometimes this power I have over men - Some? Yeah, most - still surprises me. What's left for me to do until he arrives? A minute watching around the coming and going of patients, doctors, nurses, stretchers, everything very serene and very white bores me completely. On my cell phone, the playlist I created is already looping. The clock seems to freeze the hands when we most want the hours to pass quickly.