Step Into The Past Novelas e Histórias

with that I leave her standing there. As I walk back to the room Zach is standing at the door he heard everything I don't care " We have to talk " his voice low sounding like the shy teenager I use to know " Talk Zach " Not here okay we can talk when we get home" he seems so sincere if I didn't know better I will think he's not crazy.

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.

" I said standing back on my feet and wiped my tears. I looked at my parents from this life who has given me so much parental love that I craved in the previous life. I hugged them and wiped their tears that were running down their eyes. " Mom and dad, please don't be scared of me for what I am about to do and what you are about to see. I know it is going to be all new to me but now I remember. I remember everything. The visions and dreams were not dreams or anything. They were my memories from the past life. I will explain you everything later but for now please trust me. And don't hate me." I tell my parents when they hugged me tightly.

“Stop digging into the past. Stop worrying about things that can’t be changed. Just… trust me, Imani. Let me protect you.” He smiled faintly, and for anyone else, it might’ve been reassuring. But for me, it felt like a cage tightening. I nodded slowly, forcing a small, polite smile. “Okay.” He exhaled, relieved, and brushed a loose strand of hair from my face. “Good girl,” he murmured before stepping aside to let me enter the palace first. But as I walked through the grand doors, my mind was far from calm. I could still hear Stephan’s voice in my head, low and steady.

Using my hand, I drew small dots in the condensation on the window. "I don't think I'll love someone that passionately again." Once I'd decided on the date that I was going back to my hometown, time seemed to speed up. However, what I didn't expect was for Rodney to come looking for me on the eve of my departure. He looked weary and broken, his once crisp suit now heavily crumpled. I didn't intend to let him in, nor did I even plan on opening the door. But he looked like he would camp there forever if I didn't, so not wanting to be embarrassed by his actions, I gave in.

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.