Story About Future Novels & Stories

You can't change what is destined to happen, everything must just happen as it was arranged from before, just as your coming was predicted long time ago,' the image informed him and immediately disappeared. Chester remained rooted on the spot while sweating profusely, the information he had received had overwhelmed him, he looked all around and noticed that all the information he was being told by the image had been displayed on the glass wall around the palace. Karen moved from where she was standing and walked towards him, she looked into his teary eyes and escorted him to a nearby couch, also for the first time Karen came to know that her machine could tell what would happen in future. **

“D’you know what that future has in store for us?” A frown drew Kleint’s face. “Come on, Z! You’ve already asked me twice already.” She merely chuckled. “But you never gave me an answer.” “The future, Z, can be made. It is the series to which the consequences of our decisions aggregate. It doesn’t do well to think about it and forget to live in the present.” “Why so grumpy?” “I’m not.” Kleint pouted. “It’s just that I know half of what you’re thinking all the time.”

Where do you think you are going this late in the night? "I need to go home something had is about to go down and i don't want to be a minute late" "And how do you know about that?" "I've sent he future mykes and it's nothing you want to see, I'm scared that I'd i go in a minute late there would be countless deaths and not you her or i would escpae it, this war will shook the world to it's core"

Evelyn turned to me while in my head, I was still trying to analyze this while future stuff and hearing a machine talk. " Miss Walker? " I blinked, returning back to reality. " Are you ready now? " " Yes, " I nodded again. " Hold my hand. " I held her hand. We landed into the future... Earth's future. Nothing wrong seems to be happening, instead every thing looked more fascinating than the present time. " Every one seem happy. " I said. " Yes, but it's just for a while. Wait, and you will see what happens next. " Drops of rain started falling, the cloud becoming darker than night. Every one ran helter skelter to take cover from the falling water.

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.

𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚? 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙖 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙮. 𝙃𝙖𝙝𝙖 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙤𝙛 𝙪𝙨.

“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.”

Futurama depicted an American landscape where automobiles would become the dominant form of transportation, flowing efficiently and delivering their precious passengers along divided superhighways allowing for high-speed travel with a double-decker design that allowed pedestrians to dominate through beautifully developed towns and cities. With moving light, inspiring audio and color effects, Futurama prophesied an American utopia enhanced with an assortment of cutting-edge technologies, the stuff of wildest imagination. Remote-controlled semi-automated vehicles, industrial power plants supplying everyone with power, farms growing artificially produced crops and aeration plants to purify and

A future, a family, and a forever I could believe in. THE END!!!

he asked the room. Mrs. Holloway answered quietly from her seat, her voice level. "They control the future." Takoda nodded once. "And what happens when every territory guards only one small piece?" The ranger from Red Creek folded his thick hands together on the wood. "No one can change the the core story," he observed. Professor Smith's eyebrows lifted high. "No..." His voice grew significantly stronger as the academic realization unfolded in his mind. "...everyone becomes completely dependent upon one another."