Stuck In Time Novels & Stories

He found himself thinking about her. This morning, he was stuck in a meeting with the board. His presence was for formality sake as it wasn’t a serious meeting. It could have be held without his presence but since he was already there he could not just leave. He was trying to follow up with the conversation but he couldn't stop thinking about Clara. Damn, that woman!

where the fuck am I? Sir Theodore dropped me in the slums, right?! "Miles! Ain't that you?!" "Oh! Uncle Jerry! Long time no see!" "It's only been two weeks, you dum' fuck! Get yo' ass in here! Ishigami's birthday party 'bout to start!" "Uncle Jerry... This is the slums, right?" "First time seeing a festival here? Well... I don't give a fuck! Get yo' ass in here!"

So she asked: – What if I interact, touch, or stubbornly want to say something to my mother? The watch coldly replied, the mechanical words without sympathy: – Because she is affected by the paradox of time, if your mother had strong contact with an outcast like you, her memories of the other timeline would be awakened.

Palmer would come by later to settle the bill. Panic surged through me. I struggled desperately, only to find that while the restraints looked soft, there was no way to break free. "Where's everyone? I thought I told them I'd come by to settle the bill today." Mr. Palmer's voice drew closer and closer until it sounded just a few steps away. Frozen in this embarrassing position, I felt my face flush crimson. And in my panic, I froze completely, not daring to move a muscle. "Is this a new doll that just arrived?"

I wandered around the place which strangely seemed like Olympus, but it wasn't Olympus. Have I travelled backwards in time? Shut up mind! You always say the worst possible things. The people around me looked at me weirdly. I said that out loud didn’t I? Stupid, stupid me. These people were still staring. It was creepy and they were all wearing clothes which was outdated in fashion world. That’s exactly how Luke says it. I bothered to cross check the quantity of Novanium. How could I be so stupid and impulsive? I rushed

It was embarrassing and made me feel vulnerable. I took a deep breath as I gathered my laundry and headed down to the basement. I needed some time alone to clear my head, and doing some laundry seemed like the perfect way to do it. The caretakers wouldn't be home for a while, so I had the place to myself. I loaded the washing machine with my clothes, taking a moment to appreciate how shiny and new it looked. As I leaned in to drop in the last piece of clothing, my foot slipped, and before I knew it, I was stuck, half my body inside the machine.

It says. Dear Stella, You don’t belong here. This 1803 year is all a lie. We all lost in time. Please come and find me at the address given below. I know you won’t remember me, but you should find me to get your memories back. Save me, I’m in danger. I love you and I know you love me, too. All you have to do is think and remember. Wherever you are living is not your home. That’s all a fake thing. I’m waiting for you to come soon.

The leftovers were for the servants. Waste not right? Adrexa suddenly bursts into the kitchen, where I am patiently waiting for the outcome of my meal. "The Prince and Princess want to see you immediately!" Adrexa commands breathlessly. Shit. Adrexa quickly turns and scurries back down the corridor. I quickly follow her, but I feel incredibly fatigued from my day. The shock of my wondrous journey through time, landing me in ancient Troy, discovering I'm not dreaming, and spending the rest of the day cooking a meal using age-old techniques.

mind trying to figure out how to get back to them. She lowered her head and started looking at the table rather than the man which caught their attention, and they all began to stare at her as she quickly was putting piece by piece into a more significant puzzle that she didn’t even know was there. It was starting to make sense now. Her whole life was beginning to make sense now; she had been working for this moment since she was nearly ten years old. The theory that she had come up with then was that she wanted to travel back in time, but she didn’t know how she didn’t understand that there was no magical machine that can take you back into the past. So the part of the theory that she had

Aston was so happy. He's always had this big crush on Ashley while they were still in college but was never able to tell her. The last time he heard, she was married and now, she is here. Though he knows nothing about her marriage life, he believes he has a change with her. He buckles up his sleeves, arranging his shirt and then his hair before exiting his office. "What took you so long?" Ashley complains "it's been over an hour since you left" she sighs, faking a tired face.