Tangled In Time Novels & Stories

(TWISTED LIGHT) “WELL THEN, I’LL DELIVER YOU TO THE TIME WHERE KYLE COMPLETELY DRAGS HER TO WHO SHE IS.” From a snap of HIS finger that blows the candle out, the dread continues. “BULL***!” A voice mumbles, breaking everything, around. Daniela opens her eyes to see the mess and cruelty that lead her into the time and past that is twisted and changed by the very wish and desire of ‘her’. She slowly crumples her hand into a fist as she gritted her teeth due to both anger and disappointment upon seeing the life that drops to be hell and the devil in front of her.

He shrugged while passing me the box. He was wrong, it didn't sound simple at all. In all honesty, two minutes felt like a lifetime of waiting. Time seems to just run slow. "Ready to know if you're carrying Kade's baby or not?" Colby asked as both our eyes are glued to the stick. I shook my head no. Suddenly I can hear the ticking of a clock in my head after a while. And it's irritating and set my composure in shambles as I backed away while shaking my head.

Liam assured and hugged her. It was 6 months already, and Elena was still at the restaurant. Although Elena was tired of working there, she wanted something different and she hoped for something better. Elena was denied entrance to Harvard where she dreamt of schooling. She was a minority and needed an adult to represent her. It was pretty hard. , she had no one to turn to. she worked and saved up till she turned and tried her best to make sure she did well. Elena was at work when two pretty ladies walked in. They were both dressed in exotic and expensive trending wear. One was a white girl with black short ponytail hair, dressed up in gold pants and a strapless top with black heels, the oth

Don Julio, stepping forward, replied, "We mean no harm. We're merely travelers lost in time." The enforcer, his visor retracting to reveal curious eyes, responded, "Lost or not, your presence here has consequences. The fabric of time is fragile, and your mere existence in this timeline can unravel it." Moros, trying to defuse the situation, suggested, "Take us to this Temporal Council. Perhaps we can find a way to set things right." As they were ushered into the vehicle, the cityscape zoomed by, a blend of familiar landmarks from their past and unfamiliar advancements of the future. The line between what was and what might be blurred, leaving them in a limbo of uncertainty.

A tall lady said tapping me on the shoulder. I followed her, and she handed me some papers. I returned to where I sat, waiting for the meeting to end. It had been over two hours and they were still inside. I started to get agitated. “Hey, you are still here?” The lady from earlier asked me. I was confused, what did she Mean by that? “Pardon?” “The meeting has been concluded for over two hours now” She said, looking at me as if I were crazy. Swearing under my breath, I grabbed my bag and hurried downstairs.

I ask. As Adam composes himself and approaches, his trembling hand clasping my waist reveals the struggle within him. It's not merely a physical tremor, but a manifestation of the turmoil in his soul. I sense the weight of his past bearing down on him, an unwelcome guest crashing into the delicate balance he's been striving to maintain. In his touch, I feel the echoes of history, the ghosts of his past haunting him. This moment is a confrontation, not just with me or our surroundings, but with himself—a stark reminder of the journey he's undertaken to leave behind the shadows that once engulfed him.

“We’ve lived another life before. A life where we were vampires, where we journeyed through time, across the globe.” “But how?” he asked. “How does that make any sense?” Caitlin shook her head. “It’s too much for us to comprehend. But time isn’t a straight thing that goes in one direction. Our lives as vampires prove that much. We travelled, once before, in the direction of time that is supposed to be impossible. And yet here we are, in a completely different era, with memories of a different life returning to us. Time isn’t straight. It is everywhere, happening all at once, in a million different combinations.”

Guided by their bond and a shared sense of purpose, they ventured into the Nexus, prepared to confront the heart of temporal turmoil. As they crossed the threshold, the very fabric of reality seemed to ripple and distort. The heroes found themselves standing amid a surreal panorama—a mosaic of historical events overlapping in a mesmerizing dance. In the center of it all stood the elusive Time Weaver, a figure both ethereal and imposing, who held the key to unraveling time's intricate tapestry.

"Did you enjoy the movie?" "Yes, especially the part where I had to hold you to sleep." He replied, sounding very romantic, that if I wasn't careful, I would fall in love. "I'm ready to go home," I said to him and he looked at the clock. "It's only 3 pm. You can't leave now. Let's do something different." He muttered and I rolled my eyes. He was right! I couldn't leave for Aiden's mansion right now. This got me feeling so frustrated causing me to brush back my red hair with my fingers.

For a pancreatitis patient, any delay in treatment meant increased risk. I said nothing and left Lucas' office. Lucas, mild in temperament, always became sarcastic and difficult around me, as he still held onto the notion that I broke up the perfect pair—Joshua and Jackie Morse. He mistakenly thought I unscrupulously took Joshua from Jackie.