Tangled In Time Novels & Stories

I reached out to touch the edges, hoping to reassemble the fragments, but they eluded my desperate grasp, mocking my feeble attempts at restoration. The world around me had transformed into a grand illusion, an intricate tapestry of contradictions and impossibilities. Time, once a steadfast companion, now twisted and contorted like a mischievous specter, playing tricks on my senses. It flowed like a river in reverse, carrying me upstream against the current of logic and reason. Days bled into nights, and seconds stretched into eternity, blurring the boundaries between what was and what could never be. "He is going to hate you so much when he finds out"

To cut the long story short, we saved the clans, beat some bad guys, and returned to the present, surprisingly, at our seperate homes. Andy arched a brow. "I'm not getting something straight, you said you travelled through time in a Time Machine, so how come you didn't mention landing in the past with it?" "Oh!" exclaimed Hanson, slapping his forehead, reminding Andy of Joce's popular gesture. "Forgive me for skipping that. When you go through time, the extradimensional channel takes the tesseract (the Time Machine), leaving you with just the wristwatch connected to it, strapped around the hand of the one in the front seat."

She needed to sort out her emotions real quick before she exploded. Clara had nothing to do so she rearranged her wardrobe. Maddison had disarranged some things when she helped her pack her things when she moved to Aiden’s. Clara wasn’t bold enough so Maddison went instead. Clara was sure she passed through the paparazzi with her evil dead stare and some cuss words. Maddison wasn’t the sweet one, leave that to Jane. Clara tried putting her things back in place since it has been two weeks since she last stepped into her house. Nothing was in disarray, she just felt the urge to so. She was trying to decide if she wanted to cook or order take-out when Jane’s call came in.

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The next morning, Lily Carter was running late. Again. Her hair refused to cooperate, her blouse had a mysterious coffee stain before she’d even left the apartment, and her heel had nearly snapped on the subway stairs. By the time she reached the sleek marble lobby of Knight Enterprises, she was a whirlwind of papers, bag straps, and muttered curses. “Why does time even exist,” she groaned, juggling her coffee while trying to shove a folder back into her bag. “Rough morning?”

Lucas moves to his desk—Italian hardwood, custom-built, impenetrable as the armor he's wrapped around himself—and opens the bottom drawer with deliberate slowness. Inside is a copy of her book. The Tangled Truth. Dog-eared. Marked. Memorized. The cover creased from countless readings, spine weakened from being opened to the same passages night after night. Her words, her voice, her mind—captured in ink while she herself remained a ghost. He picks it up, runs his thumb over the spine, and breathes deeply, inhaling the faint scent of paper and binding glue as if it might somehow contain molecules of her essence.

For time was the beginning and time seeth all. ---------- All tales told...were phrases… All stories passed down...surely have hidden sides you weren't told about. The past, the present and the future is at risk, at risk of a chaos caused by one. The mistake of Maria has brought the team to the current situation. The mistakes of John began it all, the mistake of Aaron caused the visions of hell, the mistake of Butt was trusting Morgana, and the mistake of Pete, is one which shall cause the rebirth of time.

Her thoughts swirled, cycling through possibilities, each one ending in a deadlock. "You're trapped, Ariella. Trapped and helpless." A cold dread crept up her spine as she realized the truth: she was running out of time. "They'll return soon, with their truth extraction spell. And when they do..." Ariella's mind recoiled from the consequences. "No, no, no. This can't happen." Her internal struggle intensified, her thoughts careening wildly between defiance and despair. Ariella's wrists strained against the cuffs, her fingers flexing in a futile attempt to slip free. Sweat beaded on her forehead as she twisted and pulled, but the enchanted metal held fast. She gritted her teeth, refusing to y

One wrong move, one misplaced step, and the fragile threads holding our world together would unravel into chaos and destruction. In that moment, time seemed to stand still, the air thick with anticipation and fear. Every fiber of my being screamed with the urgency of the situation, the need to make the right choice before it was too late. But as the seconds ticked by, a sense of resignation washed over me. We were all players in a dangerous game, bound together by the tangled web of fate and circumstance. And in that moment, I realized that no matter the outcome, none of us would emerge unscathed from the tangled mess we found ourselves in.

I whimpered in pain when he grabbed my throat as usual. "Call it a mistake, but I know you will love to repeat this mistake again and again. If the Moon Goddess gives you a chance to go back in time to undo your mistake, then you will reject that offer. I know you won’t change a thing about that moment," he whispered, bringing my face closer to him and holding my throat. He leaned towards me to kiss me, but I turned my face at the last moment, and his lips ended up touching my cheek. Fuck!!