Step Into The Past Novels & Stories

As if they were some kind of floating myths or were never there in the first place. "Sorry Eli, about your sister." I mumbled under my breath and left the room with a heavy heart, leaving him alone in there, not before meeting Stephan's orbs who leaned on the side of the door with his hands in the pockets of his shorts. I hung my head and walked away towards the staircase almost to ready for the day because my gut was constantly telling me that something was about to go wrong.

Chapter 05 The office hallway seemed to stretch on forever as Olivia hesitated, her eyes fixed on the tall figure walking towards her. “Shit," she muttered under her breath, her heart thumping. Chad, her new stepbrother, had his piercing blue eyes staring right through her. It had been a very awkward morning since her mother made that announcement last night. Her boss was her stepbrother and she had just kissed him - how more awkward could that be? "Hey, Chad," Olivia ventured, her voice soft and tentative, trying to break the ice.

Jane POV Adrian held my hand and led me up the stairs. "Where are you taking me?" I asked nervously as I studied the tattoos on his back. "To my room." I couldn't help but feel anxious, I was about to have sex with my step brother. The guy that was supposed to be my elder brother? I felt like I was in a trance and I had completely lost my mind. I can't believe he really likes me, he likes me. I felt like screaming on the top of my voice in excitement, I wondered why he didn't tell me sooner.

I ask my voice barely a whisper. "Yes," Merope says, her gaze narrowing slightly as though she’s choosing her words carefully. "There are places in the mind, Sophia, where time doesn’t behave as it does in the present. The past can be a labyrinth, a tangled mess of emotions, actions, and memories that don’t always follow the path you want them to. You might step into one moment, searching for answers, but find yourself lost in another. And if that happens, it can take everything to get back."

A perfect life was indeed a joke. When you were on the verge of dying, science believed that you would have seven minutes of brain activity left. That was how your brain would flashback memories in a dream sequence. People went from dreaming about the future but would later find themselves visualizing the past instead. And for that, they missed what is currently in the present. It was how I precisely felt right now. It was like I had to be completely alone while traveling to a place far away here and not to the exact place I would wish to go. It wasn’t the same place where I could feel free, safe, and secured.

In her eyes, Dante was a man shrouded in mystery. She did not want to force him to tell her anything he was not uncomfortable with sharing and simply thought he had a dark past, which made him reluctant to share things with her. It was understandable, they were still strangers after all. “So, your mother passed away last year?” He asked her. “Yeah, then a month after that my father remarried, now I have a step mother and step sister.” She told him. “Your father sounds like an arse. How can he marry another woman in such short period of time?” He asked, feeling annoyed.

Eden I walked a distance, trying to find a coffee shop, bookshop, restaurant, or anything that would take my mind from the fact that I fucked my stepfather. But there was no luck. Just as I was about to request an Uber ride, a car stopped next to me, and the back window went down, and there he was, the man I fucked, my motherfucking stepfather. "You could have taken any of the cars at home, you know?" I didn't dare look at him. I don't even know what to say to this man. Does that mean he had been cheating on almighty Lilian before me? Is this something he's used to doing?

" She said, looking sad. "What did you mean by that?" I asked her. " That brings me to lesson two", she said, and conjured a door out of thin air. She opened it, and on the other hand, I could see a town that closely resembled something I had once read in a book. "We are about to journey into the past. No one will be able to see or hear you. Apart of your prophecy, Ava, is too look to the past. I believe my past will show you what you need to defeat not only your sister, but Lucifer as well. I won't be able to see or hear you due to my consciousness being transferred into my former self, so until I die, I won't recognize you." Do you understand? , she asked, and I nodded. This would be like

Not just the estate, but the history, the legacy, everything I had once run from. The wind stirred, rustling the dying leaves, carrying with it the ghosts of my past. I let out a slow, Steadying breath and stepped forward. The gate grOaned as I pushed it open. the sound echoing through the stillness. Each Step acrOss the threshold felt heavier, as if I were Walking through time itself, SteppIng into a past I thought I had buried. But some things refuse to stay buried.

I saw no reason to add to that stress by demanding that he give me lessons in something that I’d only just accepted as real. Satisfied that Nora was ready, stable, and prepared for my return, he moved next to me. Placing his arms around me and holding me close, he turned us so that we faced the mirror. “On the other side of this mirror is time in its real form. Through this portal, we can go anywhere in history; future or past.” I sucked in air with nervous anticipation as he said in a deep and authoritative voice, “Servus, take us to November third in the year eighteen-hundred and thirty-nine.”