Stories About The Future Novels & Stories

Foreseeing the future? ”It seems like it. I mean look at the way the person writes, it’s mostly futuristic stuff and not so much present tense.” We skimmed the pages and it was scary how this person wrote. As is if they could see future events playing out and it seemed as though the person was looking forward to them as well. Relishing in the fact that vampires would one day be extinct. ”They sure didn't like vampires,” I said and shook my head. ”Can you blame them?” Lydia said and my head flew back as if she had pushed me.

Do they even know what problem we have? I guess they do. They know things that even people in the future don't. I would even think that they can read our minds literally and can predict what we'll do next but that's just impossible. Even in our era, no one can do such impossible things that are as impossible as taking back those who are already dead. Maybe these people are expecting the future to be impossible but there's actually nothing important there. It's just full of people who are greedy in power that they can even make everyone their weak little puppet.

The future, of course. The future that no one could predict was coming— and it was coming faster…faster than anyone could ever imagine.

I just let the future wash over me like a gentle wave. I saw visions of green fields, of schools where children were taught to think freely, of cities built not out of cold concrete and glass, but out of community and trust. I saw challenges ahead, yes—hard winters, difficult work, and the long struggle of rebuilding a fair society from the ashes of a tyranny. But for the first time in human history, the future wasn't written by a computer or a dictator. It was an open page, waiting to be written by every person who dared to dream.

he said. And as the sun set over the empire of Vale-Cross Global, painting the glass towers in shades of gold and fire, Aurora knew he was right. The past was a ghost story. But the future? The future was a blueprint. And they were holding the pen.

I have to admit; when he talks about the future of us so vaguely with me it freaks me out. Yes I want a future with him, and I think he wants one with me, but we still haven't talked about what sort of future that would be. This all started with a six month contract; at the end of it would I be signing another? Does 'the future' mean forever or for the next little while until he gets bored of me? I want to buy into the fantasy that it's forever; that I could possibly be special enough to get the happy ending. But why would I get to live the good life when my past indicates that I will always be the bottom of the barrel.

I might not remember our past, but I can see our future, and my heart tells me our story will be a good one. Hopefully, in nine months, I will have a baby, and in the future, I will tell them how mom and dad fell in love: mom had to forget to remember him—the man who had already stolen her heart.

Only futures waiting to be explored. Her phone buzzed one last time.Clara.“The archive has no endpoint.”Everlyn typed back.“Neither does humanity.”The response took longer than usual.Then finally:“Perhaps that is the same thing.”Everlyn stared at the message.At the city.At the endless possibilities unfolding beyond the glass.And for the first time since all of this began she stopped thinking about where humanity was going.Because maybe the destination had never been the point.Maybe survival depended on preserving the ability to imagine destinations that didn't exist yet.And somewhere inside the ever growing Archive of Possibilities billions of futures waited.Not to be chosen.Not to be predic

“Yes. This looks a lot like the future.” “The future?” “Yes. Where I'm from. I'm from the future, and I miss it so much. Iphones, cameras, sweet junkies, beautiful buildings, flashy clothes, movies, popcorn!... There are just so many things I miss from the future. Who knows? Luna is probably enjoying the future, and experimenting with the different technology we have there.” “I don't understand.”

I asked. “I can see the future. Well, short term future if I touch you. Like, I could touch you and tell you what might happen within the month.” Mila shrugged like it was no big deal. “Might happen?” Dax asked. “Well, the future is always changing. That’s why I got so many beatings. What I would tell them wouldn’t always come true. Everything you say and do affects the outcome. Let’s say I tell you tomorrow you will get pregnant. You don’t want to get pregnant, so you avoid having sex. However, if I wouldn’t have told you that, then you would have had sex and gotten pregnant. Your choices always affect the future.”