Stuck In Time Novels & Stories

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.

This is Time from a million years ago. Ducking down, I conceal myself from his sight. What is he doing here? Time must have brought us a day ahead of when he planned, meaning I’m stuck in a cabin with the original Time about to walk in, and meet his mate for the first time…A million years too early.

"The two of you are much different from our last time meeting." "A lot has happened." Phuture replied, feeling the tension rising as seconds went by. "What's up, Time?" "You know why I'm here..." Time folded his arms while shaking his head. "You're changing too much shit; this is historical inaccurate!" "Time... we really don't have any time for this." "You're out of time and place...I have to stop this from-" Time's mouth was shut quickly by Terrance, being grabbed by the face and tossed into the air disrespectfully.

"They saw her at Melbourne Airport, Mr. Zack." Suddenly that made Zack and Nando widen their eyes, they looked surprised and also did not expect that the woman Zack had been looking for was in a place not far from where he was currently. Wasting no more time, Zack canceled his important schedule today just to meet the woman who had made his mind uneasy for the past five years. "Block all exits to the airport!" Zack ordered Nando. "Yes, sir." Zack walked steadily towards his company's lobby. He couldn't wait to meet the woman who had taken away his seed five years ago. And Zack was certain that the night they had spent together would make her pregnant with his child.

The three words I want to say are at the tip of my tongue, but I need him to be here. "Later," he says and then hangs up. I throw the phone on the bed and put my head in my palms. I hear my phone beep, it is a message from the group chat. Keiran: Almost there Me: Okay I stand up from the bed and change into a white crop top and Greg joggers. I play music and then clean up my room since I already told the cleaners to stop doing it for me. I check the time and it is forty-five minutes after five. Fifteen minutes left.

How long was 'some time? * * *

I collected the phone and pressed the side button as it came on and I punched in the correct combination, the phone coming on the instant I finished. "Eleven seven ten? What's that? Why'd you choose those numbers?" He demanded. He must have seen the pass code with the side of the eyes while I was typing it in. "Nothing." I replied. I couldn't tell him. "Come on, tell me." He stressed but I refused. I couldn't. "I'm not telling you." I said. "What is that? A date? Hmm, eleven seven ten, what date could that be? If it is a date, that was...ten years ago. What happened that day? Please tell me." He begged, and I felt compelled to tell him.

Well strive harder to win against destiny and find things out even though we are in the wrong year. That's also one of the reasons why we don't know where to start. We should be in the year 3079 but the time machine again brought us in the wrong year which is the year 3078 but I think this will do. I think this is where we're supposed to find everything out and win.

Then she runs away from their presence like a damsel in distress. That should teach the handsome douche a lesson. ~~~~~ Back to square one, over the counter at Geisel's, Cara stands, pouring drinks and listening to the sob stories of midday drunk. Slim Jim, an ironic name for Cara's biggest pest, he comes every day and tells the same story. How he is from the past, according to Slim Jim, was alive during the time of dinosaurs and he also claimed to have fought in the World wars. Cara is just tired of Slim Jim delusional stories, the handsome douche bag, and hospital bills.

"Fine, but you're paying." Justin held the door open with a grin. "Wouldn’t have it any other way." As Justin held the door open, Ivy scoffed, stepping out of the car. "Nice try, but we don't have time for your little breakfast detour. We’re already late for school." Justin shrugged, unfazed. "Relax, it’s senior year. Besides, a quick stop won’t hurt. You know they won't care if we're a few minutes late." She gave him a skeptical look. "Uh-huh. And what if they decide to make an example of us? I’m not exactly in the mood for detention."